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The flashing cameras are replaced by the dim glow of hotel suite lights. The wind and the warm flow of the event are replaced by the heavy scent of sweat and sex. The room is a mess. Discarded clothes in piles on the floor, shoes scattered, the massive bed stripped to just the fitted sheet that’s already soaked in places.
Eunha is in the center, face down and ass up, her sheer black top bunched around her waist like useless fabric. One guy kneels behind her, gripping her narrow hips, slamming into her pussy with wet, rhythmic slaps that echo off the walls. Her skirt is flipped up, the short pleats framing her ass as it jiggles with every thrust. Another man kneels in front of her face, feeding his cock into her open mouth. She takes it eagerly, cheeks hollowing, drool running down her chin and dripping onto the sheet. Her small hands brace against his thighs. Her nails dig in as she bobs her head in time with the pounding from behind.
SinB straddles a third guy who lies flat on his back. Her black dress is pulled down to her elbows, exposing her perky tits that bounce freely as she rides him in reverse. Her purple-blonde hair is a tangled mess. Strands are sticking to her sweaty neck. She grinds down on his cock, circling her hips, making sure she’s taking all his length. A fourth man stands beside the bed. She turns her head and takes his dick into her mouth without breaking rhythm, sucking sloppily while her pussy clenches around the cock buried inside her.
Umji is on her side at the edge of the bed, one leg hooked high over a guy’s shoulder as he thrusts into her from a standing position. Her long dark hair fans across the mattress. Her sheer black top is torn open at the front with her breasts spilling out, her nipples hard and red from being pinched and sucked. The guy fucking her holds her thigh in a bruising grip, driving into her cunt deep and fast. Another man kneels by her head, stroking himself while she lazily licks the tip of his cock, eyes half-lidded and glassy with pleasure.
Eunha orgasms first. Her back arches as she cries out, muffled by the cock in her mouth, thighs shaking as the guy behind her slams in one last time and unloads, filling her pussy with hot semen. She clenches hard around his shaft, milking every drop, then gasps when he pulls out and his cum immediately leaks down her thighs in thick white streaks. The man in her mouth groans and finishes too, painting her lips and tongue. She swallows what lands inside. The rest drips down her chin onto her chest, mixing with her sweat.
SinB isn’t far behind. The dual stimulation - cock stretching her, someone’s fingers on her clit - snaps her composure. She throws her head back, releasing the dick in her mouth with a wet pop, and cries out as she climaxes. The guy beneath her thrusts up hard into her pulsating pussy, burying himself as deep as possible and spills inside her. She grinds through the aftershocks of her orgasm, smearing their mixed release over his pelvis.
Umji turns her head, catching SinB’s eye. They share a hazy, fucked out smile before Umji’s own orgasm hits. The man fucking her speeds up, grunting as he loses out to Umji’s tight pussy, flooding her until it overflows and drips onto the sheets. She shudders, her toes curling. A soft whine leaves her mouth at the feeling of being pumped full of cum.
The guys rotate again. Eunha is flipped onto her back, legs spread wide. One man slides back into her cum filled pussy, groaning at how slick and warm she still is. Another straddles her chest, sliding his cock between her small tits, using the mess already there as lube. She presses them together for him, tongue flicking out to catch the tip each time it pushes forward.
SinB is pulled to her knees on the floor beside the bed. Two men stand over her. She alternates sucking them off, one cock in each hand, spit shining on her lips and dripping onto her exposed breasts. Her dress hangs off her like ruined fabric. She looks up at them with dark, challenging eyes, daring them to use her mouth like a fleshlight.
Umji is lifted and carried to the armchair in the corner. She straddles one guy facing him and sinks down onto his cock with a sigh. Another steps up behind her, pressing against her ass. She tenses for a second, then relaxes as he pushes in slowly, stretching her tight. Her head falls back onto his shoulder, mouth open in a silent scream of pleasure and pain as they find a rhythm, filling her completely.
The air is thick with moans and wet sounds and skin slapping skin. Eunha’s tits bounce as she’s tit-fucked, her own hand slipping between her legs to rub her swollen clit. SinB gags happily when one man grabs her hair and forces himself deeper down her throat. Umji’s nails rake down the chest of the man in front of her, leaving red lines as the dual cocks drive her toward another peak.
One by one the men start to finish again.
The guy between Eunha’s tits groans and cums across her neck and collarbone. Thick ropes land hot on her skin. She swipes a finger through it, bringing it to her lips to taste. The man in her pussy follows soon after, adding another load inside her already overflowing cunt.
SinB’s two guys finish almost together. One across her face, the other in her open mouth. She swallows greedily, then licks her lips clean, smearing the rest over her cheeks like filthy makeup.
Umji cums again from the double stuffing, body spasming, pussy and ass clenching in waves. The men inside her lose control. One pulls out and cums across her midriff and pussy, the other stays buried and fills her ass until it leaks out around him.
They all collapse in a sweaty, sticky heap. Eunha lies sprawled on the bed, legs still trembling. SinB is kneeling on the floor, chest heaving. Umji is slumped in the chair, thighs slick and quivering.
SinB is the first to speak. Her voice hoarse from taking one throat-fucking after another but smug.
“Who’s cum haven’t I tasted yet?”
Eunha laughs, already reaching for the nearest cock. Umji just spreads her legs wider, cum slowly dripping from both her holes, ready for the man underneath her to put his cock back into her pussy.
Science has long served to explain every occurrence, every aspect of human life, and the world around us. The older we get as a species, the greater our understanding of humanity we gain. It is a truly remarkable time to be alive, as science is advancing at an unprecedented rate. You might even be right. Then again, imagine years ago, the incredibility of discovering space, or the roundness of our planet, or even the existence of microscopic cells within our very lifeblood.
The point is that mysteries have long existed in many facets of our lives, and even at the rate we seem to be explaining them all away, those that escape us are still nothing short of exhilarating.
Such is the human mind. Indeed, science has recently debunked the myth that humans use only 10 percent of their brains, as we utilize up to 100 percent of our brains at times. We have gained significant knowledge about the functionality and components of the human brain. But it still largely escapes us. Only guesses have been made at exactly what part of the brain fires when you are reaching for something on the table, or thinking hard about a problem you've encountered. Consciousness, our need for sleep, memory, and prediction are still concepts that science falls short of explaining.
Jae was thinking of nothing quite so intellectual on his way home one Wednesday afternoon from work. He was making the 30-minute drive from his office to his house in the suburbs and instead his mind was on getting home in time to catch the football game.
It wasn't because of impaired driving, on his part or the driver of the pickup that blew a tire. It wasn't the weather. It was just a chance.
Somewhere in the time between the smash of his car colliding with the sidewall of the bridge and the rush of cool water against his skin, it happened. Just as there are inexplicable occurrences in science, there is that one-in-a-million happenstance, or what some might call a miracle.
The whiplash of breaking through the barrier… the weightlessness throughout a thirty-foot plunge and the jarring smack of his head against the airbag could have done it. The right combination of trauma and never-before-encountered emotions and sensations could have done it. Or maybe it was the full two minutes of unconsciousness before Jae was revived on the bank of the lake by a heroic bystander.
And it didn't happen right away. He didn't know it as he was being brought in an ambulance to the hospital, nor did he sense that something was different as his family huddled around him in the emergency room.
A few bumps and bruises, a dislocated shoulder, and a possible concussion were the diagnosis. Jae would be a Subaru man until the day he died. His son, Jinwoo, and daughter, Umji, hugged and kissed him, particularly Umji, who seemed not to believe him for a second when he told her, "No, honey, I don't need anything, everything is okay." She refused to stop kissing him on the cheek every chance she got as the police recounted the events of the day for the record.
His wife Ari even poured it on pretty thick. She made sure to ask a few presumptuous questions about whether Jae was driving fast, the way he usually does, or on the phone with his business partner about the recent property they'd acquired. Still, for the most part, she seemed genuinely worried about him.
The doctors insisted that Jae stay overnight for observation. He grumbled at it, but in the end agreed. Umji fought hard to stay for the night, but her mother argued that she had school in the morning and would not miss it again. Oooh, that look on his daughter's face was scornful as he watched her succumb to her mother's will; Jae knew the feeling well.
"I'll be just fine, baby; don't worry about your old dad," Jae told her.
"I'm taking care of you every day, before and after school, daddy, and I don't care how many times you tell me you're fine," said his concerned teenager, leaning in for one last peck on the lips before she had to leave.
God, she was a good girl. Jae had always felt like he lucked out with Umji. Most fathers his age had nothing but complaints about their daughters, who were close to Umji's age. Attitude, disobedience, and boys were some of the biggest gripes - but at eighteen, Umji had stayed out of trouble, mostly, and she and her dad were very close. Pretty too, very pretty, and yet his young brunette had already learned how to deal with boys, and Jae rarely had to scare them away from her.
"Umji, it's time to go," said her mother, eliciting a frustrated sigh from their young daughter. He was disappointed to see her leave. It would have been fun to have Umji along for the night, but he knew she needed to get some sleep before school.
Jae said goodbye to his wife and son and watched them leave. He didn't necessarily want to stay in the hospital that night, (who ever did) but he was so damn tired that he could barely keep his eyes open. His body and his mind were beckoning him to sleep - to get some much-needed rest after a traumatic day.
As he lay in bed, listening to the bustle of the hospital dying down around his room, Jae couldn't help but replay the crash. He remembered it in slow motion, agonizing over whether or not he could have avoided it altogether. Thank God nobody else was hurt. The driver of that truck was exceedingly lucky he hadn't cruised off the other side of the bridge!
Finally, he drifted off to sleep, remembering how nice it had been to have his family doting over him, remembering that silly lip gloss his daughter wore and how he could taste it after she'd kissed him goodnight.
Dreams are one of the most interesting parts of existence. It's almost an alarming thought that your mind is free to run rampant outside the bounds of consciousness. They come and go. Some nights, they are vivid and seem to unfold twice as long as the time you spend lying in bed. Other nights, the mind seems to stay quiet, or it leaves no trace of the things imagination had conjured up in the hours preceding waking. You can't control them, except on that rare occasion where you wake up and beg to go back to sleep and finish that one thing your dream-self had been desperately trying to achieve. You can influence things a little bit as you hover in that shallow area of consciousness.
Jae's dreams that night were seemingly normal. He dreamt of the accident, replaying it in his head. He dreamed of the project he'd been working on, wishing dearly that it'd be successful. He imagined that he had sustained no injuries in the accident - a hopeful thought given how much his shoulder socket had begun to ache by the time he fell asleep. Though he wouldn't fully remember it in the morning, he also had a mischievous thought of the nurse who'd been attending him, wondering what it might be like if she wore something that allowed him a better look at her sizable chest through her scrubs when she bent over to check his vitals.
But something was different, something that Jae had yet to realize. Scientific research has recently begun connecting the dots about how people dream. It has yet to be explained why, but during sleep, the brain is capable of accessing many different sectors of the brain that are used in everyday life. However, theories have long existed that dreams might extend even further. To Jae, his dreams appeared normal. He awoke, remembering a bit more than usual of what he'd dreamed about, but was otherwise unfazed. It took him a moment or two to realize where he was, to replay the events of the previous day, and accept the inconvenience of having sunk his car to the bottom of the lake.
There was something curious, though: for a man who had been in a terrifying car crash the day before, he felt pretty good. The wooziness he'd felt before going to sleep and the ache in his shoulder seemed to have abated. Jae had long taken pride in his healing time, and this struck a chord with his ego. He wrote his curiosity off.
"Good morning, Mr. Nam," said his nurse with a smile. She was pretty; she made staying in the hospital more tolerable, if nothing else.
"Good morning, Janey, and please stop calling me Mr. Nam; it makes me feel like my Dad," Jae replied, watching her move about the room, opening the curtains and checking his machines.
"You sucked those fluids right up Jae," she replied, "feeling any better?"
He laughed, "a lot."
"Well, good, because the doc gave me the go-ahead to release you after I check your blood pressure and do a couple of cognitive tests. Are you ready to go home?"
"Definitely," Jae replied
"Good. I hope you don't mind that I called your wife, and she's on her way to pick you up now. I've gotta grab a few things and I'll be right back to do those tests."
"Trying to get rid of me, Janey?" Jae asked.
"Never!" she scoffed.
Jae was thinking about how cute Janey was as she walked out the door. The young man in him imagined how he might go about hitting on her if he were single. The married man in him told Jae to cool it.
While Janey was out of the room, Jae surveyed his wounds. The place where he'd hit his arm on the dashboard hadn't bruised up the way he'd expected. He could make out the shape of the radio's frame… or he was imagining it. His shoulder, too… he rolled it around and found that it was not nearly as sore as it should have been, and that time he'd dislocated it when he was skiing had been far worse!
'Ah well,' he thought, thinking that it was always less painful the second time you got an injury like that.
A few minutes later, the cute nurse was back. She even smelled nice as she hovered over Jae, wrapping the blood pressure monitor around his arm.
If he hadn't been paying close enough attention, Jae might have missed it. But given that it's not every day he had a pretty woman standing so near and fond of him, Jae was paying attention. The way she was bending over gave him an unhindered view of her shirt. She'd worn a low cut top as well under her nurse's uniform, and there was something so familiar about the view he got of Janey's bra and ample tits. Even the shade of purple of her bra reminded him of something he'd seen in his dream the night before. Janey was smiling at Jae innocently enough, though he suspected she knew what he'd seen. Needless to say, he went home a little more fired up than usual.
Fast forward a whole day of his family doting on him, of Umji constantly at his side and cuddling with him on the couch while insisting he not move a muscle. By the next morning, Jae was feeling better than ever. His shoulder felt fine, and his bruises were all but gone. He'd slept great too, except for his dreams, which had been markedly more active than usual.
Of course, he never shared it with anyone, but it wasn't uncommon for Jae to have inappropriate dreams of his daughter. Most times, he just shrugged them off, and from the moment he woke up, he did his best to think no more of it. She was cute, charming, with pretty brown hair and the curves that he'd watched form in the last few years. What's a guy to do when he's got that prancing around his house all the time? Nothing out of line ever happened because of a dream.
This morning, he felt particularly guilty. There was no denying that he'd had an incredibly… inappropriate… dream about Umji. The hard-on he awoke with was sign enough that his guilt was well placed. Unfortunately, one of those vivid dreams had stuck with him even after he woke, and this one featured Jae engaging in activity with his eighteen-year-old that he hadn't had to chastise himself for in a good long while.
What had it been about…? It was a play on something she always did… Oh, that's right; she tended to wear these outfits around the house… A short skirt, some kind of cropped top or a sports bra… Whatever it was, it always seemed to drive him crazy. She also had a habit of wearing his t-shirts… as she was in this vision.
As he sat up in bed, he recalled how, in the dream he'd had, his little girl had been bent over the granite countertop. He'd slid his hands up her tight little body and felt her breasts cupped in his palms. Umji was calling out his name, "Daddy…daddy…".
Jae shook his head, expelling the vision with a twinge of shame. He couldn't remember the last time he'd had a dream so severe. He'd only glanced at her in that sundress the day before, so what had made his mind stray so far overnight? It wasn't lost on Jae that his dreams had been a bit strange since the accident. He wrote it off to his brain, still recovering from the whiplash and smack against his airbag. Shaking himself fully awake, Jae headed downstairs.
Ari was already off to work, but his daughter would be milling around downstairs by now. She was usually an early riser, unlike his son. Shrugging off his earlier feelings of guilt, Jae threw on a shirt and made his way downstairs.
Sure enough, Umji was in the kitchen. She was wearing one of his shirts - the smaller triathlon one he liked quite a bit ,actually, though it was still far too big for Umji. 'Odd,' Jae thought, remembering how he'd had a dream only a few hours ago with Umji in a very similar getup at the very same countertop where she now stood.
"Hey you… Wearing my clothes again, huh?"
Umji turned around from her place at the counter, beaming with a smile upon seeing her dad.
"I'll give it back, Daddy, I promise," Umji answered, running over to him and almost jumping into his arms until she remembered he could still be hurting from the accident. She stood on her toes instead and kissed him. "Good morning, Dad!"
She did look adorable in that shirt, though. A momentary flash of his dream the night before popped into Jae's head. It was hard to control such thoughts with such a looker for a daughter. The shirt did very little to conceal her young frame. At 5'-5", and barely over 110 pounds, God was she in great shape. She had this little butt that Jae worried endlessly over; she refused to wear anything that didn't hug her perky cheeks. He couldn't stand seeing her out in public in a bathing suit… Umji was his baby, and there was no question that eyes were always on her.
Not to mention her breasts, which were perfectly round and bigger than her mother's, if he had to guess, she was probably a 32C, but from the look of them, they'd be more than a handful.
So, seeing his little brunette in a shirt (and that seemed to be ALL she was wearing), it was difficult not to think about the dream he'd awoken to. Still, he did his best to put it to the back of his mind, which got easier when her breasts weren't smushed up against him as she kissed him.
"Can I get you some coffee, Daddy?" Umji asked.
"Definitely," Jae answered, watching her scamper over toward the coffee pot.
Jae attempted to read the first few lines of the paper on the table as his daughter poured him a cup of coffee, but then his eyes caught a glimpse of something that demanded his gaze.
He had noticed his baby wasn't wearing a bra - she did that sometimes - but as she bent over to get the sugar from the drawer beneath the coffee pot, he saw it. The shirt was short enough to begin with: her long, toned legs had been more than an eyeful for him that morning and he'd seen the very bottom curve of her butt when she turned away from him - probably more than any father is meant to see of his offspring.
But then she bent at the waist and reached into the drawer.
She had to know he would see?! What was she thinking??
Jae's eyes widened as he saw his baby's little pussy from behind.
It was puffy and bare, just a thin little slit peeking between her legs. It was so tiny, even more perfect than he'd imagined in his dream. He couldn't take his eyes off her.
Then Umji cleared her throat. How long had he been looking? Had she seen him? He quickly looked down at the paper, hoping he hadn't been caught staring. That would be awkward indeed.
"I know you like one teaspoon of sugar, Dad, but do you want anything else?" She asked sweetly, standing up torturously slowly from her leant-over position. Jae was looking out of the corner of his eye; he simply couldn't take his eyes off his teenager's bare little lips.
"Just sugar, thanks, hun." He said, probably inadvertently reacting slowly enough to let on what he'd seen.
"Are you sure, daddy?" Umji asked, with a peculiar tone to her voice.
This time, Jae looked over at his daughter, expecting that she'd be standing up and hopefully not revealing anything intimate the way she had before. But it was not to be.
When Umji was sure she had her father's attention, she slowly arched her back. Her eyes locked on Jae's, and he watched, as if in slow motion, as his daughter moved her hands to the hem of the shirt.
She slowly pulled the bottom upward and bent over a little like she had been before. Neither of them spoke a word as Umji pulled the shirt above her butt and held it there at her lower back, showing her dad what she'd 'accidentally' shown him before.
This couldn't be happening. What the hell was going on?
What had gotten into his daughter?
She let him take a good long look, holding the shirt up for him and sticking her butt out so she was sure he'd see clearly, and more purposefully, her naughty little pussy.
"It's okay, daddy, you can look."
And he did. For a moment, Jae forgot where he was. He forgot who he was. All he saw was his bottomless little girl in front of him, teasing him with a view of the lower half of the beauty he'd brought into existence.
'God dammit!' he thought, 'stop it, this isn't even real! I must still be dreaming.'
But Umji spoke again, bringing him back to a reality that was simply impossible to accept.
"I told you I'd take care of you, daddy, didn't I?"
Jae snapped out of it. "Umji, what are you doing? Are you crazy… your mother could… your brother is right upstairs."
Umji smiled, obviously pleased. Not only had her daddy been stunned - in a good way - by what he'd seen, but he also hadn't told her to stop… He'd only been worried that they might get caught! Jae realized his mistake as he saw the look of pride on his daughter's face.
"Mom's already at work, Dad, and you know Jinwoo doesn't get up 'til like a minute before he needs to leave."
Jae still couldn't believe what was happening. But he also couldn't help staring at his baby's sweet little slit.
"Umji, I'm your father. What the hell are you doing?"
"I know you are, but that didn't stop you from staring at my pussy for like a minute before." Umji stuck her butt out even more, this time even wiggling it back and forth in a way that made her father's member throb.
He realized, then, how incredibly hard he'd gotten and hoped desperately his daughter wouldn't see.
"Umji, stop that right now! You are acting…" But he couldn't finish. Words just couldn't seem to describe what was happening.
"Acting… what, daddy? Acting naughty…slutty? Maybe, but I saw you looking. I think you like it!"
"I'm not kidding," Jae continued, "you knock it off right now! Cover yourself up this instant."
The smile on his daughter's face faded slightly. This wasn't going exactly the way she wanted. What HAD she wanted? When did Umji start acting like this around her father? They'd never been overtly sexual together in the past. Maybe a little touchy-feely here and there, but Jae had never dreamed of something like this happening.
But wait, he HAD dreamed it.
Looking at his daughter now, Jae realized… she was standing in exactly the position he'd imagined her. By God, she might have been wearing the very same shirt.
Like the day before, when his nurse, Janey, had worn that purple bra and left just enough buttons open for him to see down her shirt, also just the way he imagined it…
And his shoulder… the pain had miraculously disappeared, despite what the doctor had told him about expecting to need the painkillers he'd prescribed.
Then, while checking his e-mail that morning, Jae had read a message from his business partner that the real-estate deal he'd been working so hard on was moving forward, just like he'd dreamed it would.
But right now, he was dealing with something far more incredible. He'd had a dream only hours before, where he had succumbed to his little girl's irresistibility in the very spot she now stood. He couldn't remember it all, but there was something she'd said… something so unbelievable that when he'd conjured it up, his slumbering mind had lit up with excitement. He'd told her to "cover herself up right now…" the very words he just spoke. And she'd said…what was it…?
Umji spoke, cutting through the silence of his disbelief,
"I'll cover myself up… after."
Jae winced. He could see from the look in his daughter's eyes exactly what she meant. He sensed his heart racing so fast he could feel it in his temples. His cock was threatening to burst from his shorts.
Could it be? He might have called the disappearance of the pain or the successful deal a sheer coincidence. He'd imagined it going well because it HAD been going well to begin with. Even his nurse looked the part before he'd ever imagined her wearing that bra and giving him quite a peek into her shirt. But this… There was no coincidence about this.
The dream had been so vivid, and his daughter so gorgeous that he had woken picturing the look on her face when he first touched his bare cock to her pussy.
His legs moved of their own accord. He pushed out his stool and stood up. Slowly, Jae approached his teenage daughter, never once breaking eye contact with her. She, too, was breathing heavily, obviously nervous about this absurd encounter the two of them were in the midst of.
He didn't know it, but Umji had woken that morning feeling compelled to act out this crazy dream she'd had the night before. Every once in a while, she had a naughty thought or dream about her dad, but never something of such intensity. She was so excited as she sat up in bed that she had to pinch herself to be sure she was awake. As she walked to her closet to find something to wear, her hand reached for his t-shirt without even thinking about it. Her little lips got wetter and wetter as she waited that morning for her dad to come downstairs, and never once did she falter in her resolution to do everything she could to seduce him. It was ridiculous, and she knew it, but there was this part of her that somehow…knew… that if she just tried it, she would get what she wanted.
Umji's heart picked up pace with each step he took towards her. As he came out from behind the island, she saw that his shorts were tented almost comically. There was nothing comical, however, about how big he must have been to be making his shorts stick out as much as they were.
She didn't say a word, not wanting to hurt any chance that things would go her way. She simply swayed her backside at him slowly, hoping that the wide-eyed daze on his face was good and not bad.
Umji held her breath as her father got close enough to touch her. He walked right up behind her and stood quietly for a few seconds that felt like hours.
Then he reached out.
Jae placed his hands delicately on his daughter's naked backside. God, what was he doing? This couldn't be happening. It must have been a dream; it simply had to be. But as his fingers came into contact with his daughter's soft skin, he knew it wasn't
Umji finally took a breath, one of relief, to feel that instead of quickly covering up her bottom as she worried he might, her father instead slid each of her cheeks fully into his hands.
He shouldn't. This was absurd. The little temptress in front of him was his fucking daughter. But damn did she feel good. He hadn't had even the slightest sexual encounter in far too long, and this gorgeous teen in front of him was practically begging for it.
"Mnnnhhhhh…" she breathed, trying to slide her butt further into his hands.
Jae knew that he should pull the shirt over his daughter's exposed ass, spin her around, and lay into her about how inappropriate she was being, and how she was never to act like this in front of him again.
That's what he should have done. That would have been the fatherly thing to do.
But this was his doing, his dream, or so he was starting to believe. How could she be blamed for his forbidden dreams of wanting her, a reflection of the love and lust he felt for her deep down, but had never admitted to himself until now?
"Is this what you wanted, little one?" Jae asked, gripping her a little more firmly, so his fingers pressed into her plump behind.
Umji cooed again as he touched her, "Uhhh huh… this, and maybe a little more."
Once again, Jae could only marvel. His baby kept looking over her shoulder at him while reaching back behind her. Fumbling a bit, she slowly brought her hand to the bulge in her father's shorts. She touched it, only lightly, petting it with her hand and watching the way his head rolled back as she did so.
Jae had been squeezing his daughter more tightly, massaging the soft spot just above her buttocks and feeling Umji's body respond to him.
"A little more, huh?" He asked, slowly sliding his hands up her waist, feeling its slender curve, then approaching her ribcage and feeling the little ridges of each one on her fit torso. Once again, Umji held her breath as her father's hands searched.
They came to the gentle curve beneath her breasts, and without skipping a bea,t moved agonizingly slowly until each of her globes was planted securely in his palms. Umji's fingers wrapped around her father's cock as he held her.
Yep, they were more than a handful.
"Like this?" Jae asked her, feeling her hand rubbing his cock more intently.
"Ohhhgod," she whispered as her dad gently squeezed her hardened nipples between his outstretched fingers. "Kind of, daddy, but you're only touching."
"ONLY touching?" Jae questioned her.
"What else were you expecting?"
Umji didn't respond immediately. She breathed deeply, rolling her head back as her father's hands played with her breasts.
Why was he playing along? This was wrong, so wrong. Any minute now, Jae felt certain he would be struck down by a bolt of lightning from above for putting his hands on his teenage daughter. He felt sure he'd mustered up the courage to stop when his baby spoke again.
"I was EXPECTING you to teach me what it would feel like…" her voice was quivering, Jae waited for her to finish, "…to have my daddy's big penis inside me."
Impossible.
At that point, Jae was once again convinced that he was imagining the whole thing. Never in a million years would his teenage daughter say something like that to him. Never in a million years would a girl so young and so beautiful be pleading her father to have sex with her in the family's kitchen.
And yet, try as he might to snap out of this unbelievable daydream, Umji's hand brought him back to earth as she attempted to hook his waistband and pull it down over his erection.
"Is that so, sweetheart?" Jae asked her tenderly.
Umji looked back at him and nodded her head with raised eyebrows and a hopeful grin.
Fuck it.
Jae reached down and helped his little girl pull down his shorts. His cock sprang into view a second later. He heard his daughter gasp as she saw it for the first time. She mouthed 'Oh my God.'
"God, daddy, it's huge. Are they always so big?" She was beginning to worry about what she'd signed herself up for.
"Not always," Jae replied, with a bit of pride in his voice.
Umji was still staring at his cock, and reached out to take it in her hand now that it was free. Her fingers couldn't even wrap all the way around, and she loved the way her daddy's head rolled back as she grabbed on to him.
"Will it fit in my pussy daddy… like, all the way in?"
"I think so, Umji, if that's what you want. Is that what you want?"
Jae let out a groan as his eighteen-year-old moved her hand up and down on his cock. Her tiny fingers certainly made him look a lot bigger as she held him.
"I do, really bad, but will you promise to be careful, Dad? I've never…" She suddenly looked embarrassed, and Jae realized what she was getting at.
"Are you a virgin, little one?"
Umji nodded her head, looking adorable and shy.
"That makes your dad very happy, baby."
Umji beamed at those words, and her hand stroked her father's cock appreciatively as she felt the relief of being accepted by someone for the first time for being a virgin.
"Will you make me very happy, then, daddy?"
"Of course, sweetheart, what can I do?"
Umji bit her lip as she stared back at him. That look, and what she said next, would stick with her father for the rest of his life.
"Fuck me daddy," she begged him, "I want you to be my first."
He remembered those words from his dream as well. What had happened next…?
The answer, of course, was that Jae took his cock in one hand and pointed it right where it belonged. He moved closer to his teenage daughter until the tip of his penis was gently touching those thin, tiny lips that he'd only glimpsed between her legs minutes ago.
"Oh God, Dad, I can't believe this is finally happening," she said gleefully.
"Are you sure, honey? I'm about to take your virginity, and you can't get it back once I do."
"I'm sure daddy, go ahead…mnhhhhh" she mewed as Jae prodded her taut entrance with the head of his cock, "put your big cock in me daddy. I want it."
Jae was doomed. He'd been powerless to stop this from the second he'd walked into the kitchen that morning.
A little push. Her lips resisted him, only parting a fraction of an inch for her father's invading tip. Still, she moaned in anticipation.
He pushed once more, harder this time.
Jae watched as his daughter's entrance fought to stay closed to him, but his head was just able to part her tiny lips.
Umji moaned aloud. God, that sounds incredible.
He pushed again, and try as it might to resist, Jae's cockhead finally was able wrap her bare lips around him.
Umji was breathing hard.
"Are you okay, honey?" Jae asked, concerned for his little girl.
"I'm okay, Daddy, you can keep going."
"This might hurt a little, honey," Jae warned, knowing that he'd be breaking through his baby's hymen if he went any further.
"I know, it's okay, Dad, I want you," she said, sounding nervous. Umji braced herself on the countertop, and Jae wrapped an arm around her to hold her from behind. He kissed her neck, and the spot behind her ear, which made Umji moan aloud.
Feeling her body relax for him, Jae urged his hips forward and held her while he slid into his gorgeous daughter for the first of hopefully many times.
"Ouuuuhhhhhhhhh," she howled, grabbing her father's arm and digging her nails into it as she felt the pain of losing her virginity to her father.
Jae looked down to see a most incredible sight. His bare cock was finally planted securely inside his teenage daughter from behind. He saw her body heaving as she breathed shallow little gasps. She was holding onto his arm and panting as she felt her first cock, her daddy's, inside her pussy, having just breached her hymen in the most incredible and yet forbidden act of incest.
"Fuuuuck Daad… ouwww…" Umji winced. She had never felt anything quite like the sensation of her dad's penis spreading her virgin pussy apart and her little tunnel trying desperately to accommodate his size.
"Are you okay, little one? The hardest part is over." Jae assured her.
Umji could only nod her head 'yes' and squint her eyes while her body adjusted.
"Try to relax sweetheart, your pussy is very tight and it might take a little time to let me in."
"You're not in yet???" Umji asked, wide-eyed.
Jae looked down, he'd hardly sunk a third of his cock into his baby yet, and he badly wanted to bury the rest.
"No, honey, almost halfway,"
Umji groaned and breathed hard. Jae could feel his daughter's taut pussy relax a bit as she spoke.
"So… mnhhh… I'm not a virgin anymore?" Umji asked her dad.
"No, Umji, not anymore."
"Good!" she quickly replied with as big a smile as she could muster.
Umji leaned back and reached for her dad to give him a kiss. Jae happily obliged, in the process feeling a bit more of his length slide into his daughter's pussy and being rewarded with a moan against his lips.
"I think I'm ready for you to keep going, daddy." She said, whispering it only inches from his lips.
"Oka,y sweetie, I'll go slow."
Jae reached down and gripped her teenage hips in his hands to control his next move. With Umji's permission, he pulled back on her and urged his hips forward simultaneously. He'd never felt a pussy so snug and yet so wet as his daughter's was. Her mother didn't feel anywhere near as well and had never. Umji was always surprising him.
"Ohhhhhfuck," Umji moaned as she felt another inch of her daddy's cock fill her.
Despite how wet she was, Jae found incredible resistance to impaling his daughter fully, all in one go. He had gotten perhaps half of his cock into her before he slowly pulled out and listened to her whimper.
Almost entirely withdrawn, Umji turned once more to look at her dad, knowing he was about to slide his cock into her once more.
Eyes locked together, full of love, lust, and excitement, Jae urged his eighteen-year-old once more and watched her hopeless attempt to keep from making any noise.
"Daaaaddyyyy…" she cried, jerking her hand back to grasp his at her hips.
This time, his cock got almost in. Only a few more inches and he'd have completed the thrust. But again, Umji's young, tiny pussy refused him. She was always a stubborn little thing.
Jae pulled back again until his tip revealed from within his baby girl with an audible puff. A little drip of her wetness lingered at his tip and then fell to the floor beneath them. Jae watched his daughter brace herself on the countertop, and then he thrust forward again.
This time, he was determined to fill her. Tight as her pussy was, both of them knew it would finally allow her dad to bury his cock to the base. Umji moaned a soft, quivering note until she felt her dad's hips against her. Deep inside, his tip bumped against a soft spot just as his hips came into contact with Umji's buttocks. Umji's eyes widened, 'God, could he be deep enough to touch her cervix?'
"God baby your pussy feels so good," Jae growled, "are you doing alright?"
"Uh huh," Umji responded, smiling for him. Jae could see a little glisten of sweat on his daughter's cheeks. She'd really been trying hard to relax for him as he instructed.
"It feels better now daddy, are you really all the way inside me??" she asked in disbelief.
"I am sweetie, all the way. And I promise you I've never been with a woman who felt as wonderful as you do."
Umji smiled so big that his heart leapt. "Mnnnhhh…" she cooed as Jae flexed his cock slightly, "I just can't believe your whole penis is inside me daddy, it's so big."
"God you're naughty, Umji, when did you learn to talk like that sweetheart?"
"I've always had naughty thoughts about you daddy…ooooumphh…" Umji cooed as her father withdrew an inch and then pushed back inside her, "but I had a dream last night…ohhhfuck… and when I woke up I wanted you so bad I couldn't stand it."
Umji didn't see it because she had to focus on holding the countertop while her daddy started to fuck her, but Jae's eyes grew wide with surprise as his daughter spoke of her dream.
Somehow, she'd had a dream too! What was going on? What had happened in that accident?
He tried to work things out in his head, but there was no overcoming the sensation of fucking his little girl. His attentions were fixed on her, fixed on the way it felt when he urged his cock to the hilt in her tiny pussy… fixed on the way she was whimpering with each thrust.
His own daughter… bent over the countertop. He couldn't believe it, but seeing inch after inch appear and then disappear into her virgin pussy made it oh so real.
"Daddy… daddy," she called to him.
It was just like the dream. Those very words, said exactly the same way. In the dream he had heard those words and they inspired him to fuck her more determinedly.
So Jae held her hips tight enough to see his thumbs pressing into the little dimples of her back. He made sure to keep the t-shirt high enough on her waist that it didn't prevent for a second watching his cock disappear into her. Just as he had in his vision, he pulled out almost to the tip and then sunk his entire length into his daughter in one steady stroke.
"fuuUUCKK Daddy!" Umji moaned. Jae worried that someone might hear, but he didn't dare try to silence the exhilarating sounds coming from his beautiful teen's mouth. He trusted his dream, that nobody had interrupted this incestuous tryst between him and his daughter.
Umji was panting more heavily. Being so stuffed full by her father's cock was an entirely new sensation to her. She'd brought herself to orgasm with her fingers on her clit before, but there was something so incredible and different about the way her daddy's penis was touching her from the inside. A sort of pressure started to cloud Umji's thoughts, even her vision.
"Oh daddy… fuck… your cock is too big… I feel… uhhhhhhhh…"
She sounded so adorable, describing how it felt to have her daddy, or any man, inside her for the first time. Jae suspected his daughter was about to feel what an orgasm from penetration felt like for the first time as well.
Like her mother, Jae could feel his daughter's knees start to weaken while he urged into her again and again. He'd picked up the pace, eliciting a light clapping sound as he thudded against his baby with each thrust. With one hand on her hip, and another across her chest with one of her soft breasts bouncing in his hand under his t-shirt, Jae fucked his daughter in earnest.
"Wait daddy…ohgoddd…fuck…I can't… ouuuuhhhh… I can't breathe…"
Each time her daddy filled her, Umji felt the unknown daze overwhelming her. It extended from an intense spot of energy deep inside her, all the way to her fingers, curling upon the cold countertop. She was asking him to stop, but her body didn't want him to.
Jae listened to her body instead, sliding into his teenager as she slid off the edge into her climax.
"Fuuuuuckkk daaaaAAAddyyyeeee…" she howled.
Jae felt her whole body tense, and after that he found that he needed to hold up almost her entire weight. Still he did his best to keep working his cock a few inches in and out of her as she came.
What wetness there was between them multiplied as Umji cried out for her dad and her pussy spasmed with him inside her. Jae would remember forever the way her body shook adorably as his cock thrust an orgasm upon her.
It had happened so fast. It had all happened so fast. Umji had been worried, that maybe she was making a mistake, or that things would go awry if she tried to convince her daddy to fuck her. But as her body quaked and the most incredible pleasure she'd ever felt washed over her body like a wave, Umji's worries disappeared entirely. She merely basked in the feeling of having her daddy inside her, and the climax that their incest had brought her.
An unknown period of time passed while Umji came down from her peak. Eventually, her body did allow her to take a full breath, and she could finally take in the reality of being impaled on her father's cock at the kitchen counter
Umji smiled widely and looked back at her dad, "Wowww…" she said at last.
Jae smiled too, squeezing his daughter tight and feeling her lean back into him.
"Daddy… that was… mnhhh…" she cooed when he kissed her neck, "that was incredible…"
Jae kept kissing his daughter's neck with appreciation. Still lodged securely inside her, there was no amount of kisses he could give that would communicate the intense emotions he felt for her just then.
Umji, with some effort and whimpering, stood up on her toes and pushed her dad away from her with a hand on his hip behind her. She could feel every inch of him sliding slowly from within her; his length seemed endless. When his tip finally emerged with an adorable puff of air, Umji felt empty, and desperate to have him back inside her again.
She turned right there in front of him, facing her dad for the first time since they'd become much more than simply father and daughter. The way he looked at her made Umji swoon in his affection, it was just like he always had, but with something extra. He was hungry for her, gazing down at her with love and lust that was clear in his eyes.
"I love you so much daddy," she said, with a coy and hopeful look, looking nervous now that she and her dad were face to face, "I hope you aren't mad at me for being slutty."
Jae took his daughter's downturned face in his hands, "Umji, I love you honey. I enjoyed fucking you just as much as you did!"
She grinned happily in his hands before standing on her tiptoes to kiss him.
"But you didn't cum yet daddy," she observed, "I don't think you can enjoy it JUST as much as me until you do!"
Jae looked down to where his daughter had now taken hold of his member and was gently stroking him, eased by the wetness she'd left there.
It occurred to him, for the first time, that he'd already irresponsibly fucked his little girl with his bare cock and not a bit of protection.
"That's sweet of you honey, but we can't do anymore until I get a condom."
'Shit,' he thought, realizing that he likely didn't have any in the house, "I don't think I have any either; you know about safe sex right Umji?"
"I know we already had unprotected sex if that's what you're asking?" There was that attitude he loved from her… sometimes.
"Yes, we did," Jae growled as his daughter stroked him more intently while he was trying to be responsible, "but that was not smart of me sweetheart, we'll have to stop for now." It was almost laughable that somehow Jae thought stopping now would be wise in light of all that they'd already done. Jae knew it, and so did his daughter. She wasn't giving up that easy.
"But daaaaddy!" she whined, sounding both adorable and incredibly sexy all at once.
"I know we're not supposed to, but I really want you to." She looked up at him the puppy-dog eyes that had never failed to melt him her whole life.
She was still stroking him, a most surreal reality as Jae tried to follow his fatherly instinct. "I know you do sweetie, but it's too risky. You could get pregnant if even one little swimmer gets inside of you."
"Dad," she said more seriously now, "you already had your big cock inside me without a condom, and my sex-ed teacher told us that you can get pregnant even if the man doesn't cum inside you."
Jae just listened in disbelief.
"Will this convince you?" Umji asked, making sure he was paying attention.
In one swift motion, Umji reached down and pulled her father's t-shirt off.
'Good God,' Jae thought, almost saying it aloud. As if things couldn't get any more dream-like, seeing Umji's fully naked body right there in front of him set Jae's reservations to flame. He tried desperately to put them out, but instead found himself overcome by the sight of her and the feeling of her fingers once again wrapping around his incredibly hard cock.
"Mom wouldn't let me be on birth control daddy, but we can get the pill afterwards… if you want."
Those words, he'd heard them before. 'Wait… what did she just say?'
But he didn't have time to question her. Umji tugged at his penis with one hand and walked over to the table nearby. She pushed the runner and flower arrangement out of the way and then sat on the edge with her father's cock still in her grasp. Jae followed along in an obedient daze.
He was remembering scenes from his dream again. Had it happened this way? Each word she spoke, he felt he'd heard before.
"I know it's risky daddy, but you always told me you HAVE to take risks." Umji suggested, twisting his words to something he never intended and yet he couldn't help but agree with her.
"That's not what I meant, Umji, and you know it."
"Maybe, but I also know that I dreamed about you shooting all your sticky cum in my pussy daddy. I dreamed it was the most incredible feeling, and I think you want to too.
She was stroking him with purpose, pulling him closer to her and once again aligning his cockhead with the entrance to her recently virgin pussy.
He did want to. Jae had dreamed it too. It came back to him in flashes, but she was right. It was the most incredible feeling. His brain had fought hard not to acknowledge it when he awoke, due to the absurdity, the absolute forbiddenness and impossibility of ever having the chance. But here was his teenage daughter in front of him, and he WANTED to fuck her again, he needed to.
"Don't you want to cum inside me daddy?" Umji asked, goading him one final time. "Put it in, daddy, I want to watch your cock going inside me this time."
She hadn't expected him to give in so quickly. She thought she'd have to get him to agree to pull out and then somehow convince his other brain that it'd be a good idea not to. But suddenly, Umji saw a change in her father's eyes. Something had been let loose inside him and they both knew it.
Jae growled aloud as he lined up his tip at Umji's entrance and pushed right inside her. Umji cried out, "Fuuuuuck, Daddy, wait… uh, go slow."
Like before, her pussy put up a good fight and tried its damndest to keep his wide cock from piercing it. But another quick withdrawal and push and Jae was able to bury half his cock. Again… three quarters.
When he finally got to his tip once more and thrust forth, they both moaned aloud until he bottomed out against the pretty brunette's cervix.
"Daddy…ohmyGod…it feels bigger…uhhhh…why does it feel bigger??"
Jae didn't answer; he simply withdrew about halfway and then pushed into her again. The sight of her naked little body on the table, perfect breasts and that innocent, beautiful face… the way his cock seemed to fit so naturally inside her… the sounds she made… it was all enough to drive him mad with lust.
"You like driving your dad crazy, Umji?" he asked her, thrusting again, "is this what you wanted?"
Umji was gazing down at where her daddy was impaling her with each thrust. It seemed impossible that he was able to fit something she could barely wrap her hands around inside her pussy like that, and each time he did she quivered with wonder. Umji only nodded her head in response to her father. She wanted him more than anything.
They could both hear the slick sound of dad's cock sliding in and out of his daughter's little tunnel; Umji was practically dripping with wetness. The house was otherwise quiet, filled rhythmically with a pant or cry from Umji as her dad shoved into her again.
"Fuck me daddy," Umji begged, "ohhhgodDad… it feels amazing… your cock is so big… does my pussy feel good?"
Words no father would ever expect to hear, but Jae once again considered himself the luckiest father in the world.
"Yes little one…unghhhhh… daddy loves fucking you so much…"
"What about…mnhhh… cumming inside me daddy? Will you shoot all your sticky sperm inside me so I can feel it?"
He should tell her no. Absolutely not; he could not risk cumming inside his unprotected daughter. She TOLD him she wasn't on birth control. He simply couldn't.
But that look, that little body with her breasts bouncing youthfully each time his hips connected with hers. The way she was pleading with him to fill her up with the very stuff that had brought her into the world.
And he was close. He'd been close since the minute he first pushed his tip into Umji's teenage pussy. They could go to the drugstore after and get Umji taken care of, 'if he wanted,' she'd said.
The sheer risk, the utter illegality of fucking his beautiful daughter until he shot spunk right into her fertile pussy… he wanted to do it more than anything. He would.
"You want me to cum in you baby?"
"Yes daddy, please."
God it was so wrong, but somehow the thought of his seed swimming inside his own daughter's pussy, searching determinedly for her egg, to put her daddy's baby inside her. That very part of his dream resurfaced as he felt his orgasm approach. He didn't want to merely dream it; he wanted to feel it for himself.
"Please daddy…please…ohhhh…" Umji cried
He gripped her just above the hipbones, securing her tiny lower half as he plunged his cock into her again and again. She tried to wrap her legs around him, but it was difficult to do any more than just let her daddy fuck her and moan when she felt him as deep as he could go.
"Daddy, I'm going to cum again…" she managed, "Ohfuckk… your big cock is gonna…mnuhhhh…make me come again."
The table shook. The vase for the flower arrangement upon it wobbled as Jae rocked his little girl's body upon it with reckless abandon.
"Cum with me daddy…uhhhh…uhhhh…uhhhh…" she panted, "cum in my pussy…so naughty… Godddd… I could get pregnant so easily right now…"
That was it, they were both done for.
"Oh Umji… my bad little girl… daddy's gonna cum inside you…fuckkk…I'm cumming…
It had built and built. Each thrust, each inch that slid inside his daughter and back out again brought him closer to orgasm with each passing second. Umji had felt that same incredible sensation as her dad prodded a hidden spot deep inside her pussy relentlessly. She didn't want to cum until she felt it.
Umji got one more good look at her father's penis disappearing inside her, and one more good look at his face. He gripped her hips so tight that it hurt, and threw his head back so she knew it was finally happening.
He slammed all the way into her, and Umji felt it.
A gush of heat rushed into her pussy. Jae planted deeply inside her and shot his first jet of sperm as deep into his daughter's womb as was possible. Umji howled, feeling its warmth filling her, and like a trigger, she was fired into a climax of her own. Then another pulse of spunk followed, soundly against her cervix, this one seemingly bigger than the last and sending her further into an orgasm that nearly rendered the tiny brunette unconscious.
The realization that Jae was shooting his sperm deep into his sweet, teenage daughter, no condom and no reservations made his orgasm all the more powerful. It was the most incredible thing he'd ever felt.
Likewise, the sensation of a startling amount of semen flooding her unprotected womb had Umji shuddering and panting through an orgasm even more jarring than her first.
If someone had walked into the kitchen just then, they would have seen a most unthinkable sight. Both father and daughter could scarcely believe it themselves. But they were powerless to do any more than stay on course, dad's cock emitting a few more forbidden jets of seed into Umji's pussy and the young brunette trying to merely breathe as her orgasm wracked her body.
Laid out and entirely his, Umji was the most beautiful thing Jae could ever imagine. He HAD imagined her, in this very position, but seeing her in front of him was far more rewarding. Her back had been arched, her breasts heaving proudly and her miniature pussy still enveloped him in incestuous purity.
Both Umji and her father could the feel the warm of his semen searching to fill every possible place within Umji's womb, so much so that it was seeping out around Jae's buried member.
Umji finally spoke, once her muscles had relaxed and she could sit up to look at her father again.
"God daddy, I didn't think I could cum even harder than the first time."
"I know baby, you looked so pretty just now. It made me cum even harder too."
"You did cum a lot daddy! I felt it all shooting into me, it feels so good still." Umji said sweetly.
"It felt good to me too sweetheart, even though it was the most reckless thing I've ever done."
"You mean daddies aren't supposed to shoot their sperm inside their daughter's?" She asked with a big, mischievous grin on her face, "with no condom… when they're right in the middle of their cycle?"
Jae glared at his bad little teenager. Umji knew damn well that they shouldn't have done that, but she clearly liked teasing him, and speaking the forbidden act aloud.
"No, Umji, they aren't." Jae retorted.
"Well then it shouldn't feel so good daddy, because it felt like that was exactly what we were supposed to do when you were cumming inside me."
Just then, a door opened and closed upstairs. They both heard it, and looked around frantically. It must have been Umji's brother, Jinwoo, finally waking up.
Jae did the only thing he could think to do. He scooped his daughter off the table, knowing he'd left the t-shirt she'd cast off behind, hooked the shorts around his ankles on one foot, and carried his daughter into his study nearby. Umji whimpered, feeling her little hips urged just a bit farther onto her father as he held her, still lodged inside. Jae closed and locked the door behind them.
It was just in time. Seconds later, he heard the fridge open in the kitchen and his son call:
"Guys??? Anybody home."
Jae looked at his daughter, seeing a look of alarm change to a relieved smile. She giggled, quietly, as she realized how narrowly they'd escaped.
"That is not funny, Umji," Jae whispered to his rambunctious teen.
"It's a little funny," Umji replied playfully.
Jae was not pleased, but he wasn't about to be upset with Umji; she hadn't done anything wrong, per se. He had yet to even withdraw his only partly softened member from her; his love for Umji was far from abated by a close call.
Knowing they couldn't stay in his office forever, Jae finally began to slide his cock out of Umji's charged pussy. They both watched, mesmerized, as it withdrew, inch by inch. Umji whimpered, complaining at the feeling of emptiness it left in its wake.
Just as his tip finally appeared from between the tiny pink lips of Umji's slit, they both drew in a breath. Following his head, a big pearl of white semen formed at her entrance. It was thick and potent looking. Umji gasped as it seeped out of her.
"God, there's so much. Do you always cum so much daddy?" Umji asked innocently.
"No, I guess not."
"Just for me then dad?" She crooned.
"I guess so little one; it sure looks like a lot huh?"
"Uh huh! Don't let it drip out daddy; if you're going to take a risk, you always give it one hundred percent or more, right?"
Jae rolled his eyes at his own words repeated to him in a completely inappropriate context. Still, he scooped the trickle of spunk from where it had run between his daughter's lips and pushed it back inside her along with the head of his cock.
"Ouuuuwwwfuckk… careful… I'm already sore from you taking my virginity daddy."
Jae savored the feeling of his tip inside Umji for a few more seconds before withdrawing it again. Though he wasn't about to make assumptions, something told him that it wouldn't be the last time he was inside his beautiful daughter.
His dream hadn't taken him this far. What was he supposed to do now? Umji was naked, her little opening all messy and covered in his spunk, and they were stuck in his study with his son likely still milling around in the kitchen. Still, this strange feeling lingered that nothing bad would happen as a result of their little bout of incest.
"You've got to get ready for school, Umji, and your brother is right outside."
"We wouldn't want him to see that daddy fucked his big sister and came inside her without protection right?" Umji finished, she loved saying it over and over, "That would be setting a bad example."
Again, Jae rolled his eyes, but he secretly loved hearing the naughty words from his baby's mouth.
"I'll distract him, and you run through the living room to go get cleaned up for school." Jae schemed.
"Okay daddy," she said, "but wait!"
She pulled the two of them together and stood up to kiss him once more. They hadn't the chance for foreplay before, so kissing her there on the desk felt new and wonderful. For a moment, they were like teenagers, well BOTH like teenagers, and their tongues intertwined and hands grabbed for each other.
Jae backed off to take a breath, seeing a satisfied smile on his daughter's face.
"Okay sweetie, you ready?"
"Ready." she affirmed.
Walking over to the door after getting his clothes in order, Jae unlocked it quietly and looked out. Jinwoo was facing away from them, thank God, and watching TV on the tiny set near the coffee pot… the very spot where he'd just taken his teenage daughter's virginity.
"Go ahead sweetheart," he whispered, placing a hand on Umji's butt and ushering her out into the living room. As she trotted across the room, he spied a stream of his own cum dribbling from Umji's pussy, God was his life going to change from then on.
"Hey buddy," Jae greeted his son, entering the kitchen from the side opposite his retreating daughter. "Up earlier than usual this morning?"
And as he should have expected, Umji paused just before she could climb the stairs to her room, looking back at her dad and wiggling her butt at him the way she that started the unbelievable morning off. He gave her a wide-eyed glare, and Umji smiled before disappearing upstairs.
Jae was in space as he chatted with his still half-asleep son in the kitchen. He still had yet to cope with the fact that his dreams were seemingly coming true, simply because he'd had them. And somehow he was expected to accept that fucking his daughter was now part of his reality as well?!
He only got one more moment by the front door with his daughter before she ran out to meet her friend who'd honked.
"Bye sweetie, have a good day at school… I love you." The second part of his words to her were laden with meaning. Umji could feel the gravity of them as he laid them on her.
"I will daddy," she said, leaning in close and whispering in his ear, "because I still have all your sticky cum in my pussy. Who knows, I could be pregnant by second period."
Jae's jaw dropped.
"Love you daddy," she sang, giving him a kiss on the cheek and swiftly leaving out the door.
He'd forgotten about that little part - that he'd promised himself to take Umji to the drugstore for one of those emergency "plan B" pills.
As he watched his little teenager bounce out to the car, and then give him an incredible look of love and lust and everything in between before she stepped into the vehicle, Jae's resolve faltered.
He and his daughter had a few days before they could be in any trouble. He'd sleep, maybe dream a little on it, and then decide.
Tags : Hot Spring, Teasing, Swimming Sex, Camping, Cuddling, Sex, Creampies, Lovey n Dovey
Words : 3,447 Words
The sun hung low in the sky, casting a warm golden glow over the forest trail. You and Umji had been hiking for hours, the crisp mountain air filling your lungs with every step. The path was narrow, winding through towering pines and clusters of wildflowers. You adjusted the straps of your backpack, feeling the weight of the supplies you’d packed for the trip. Umji walked ahead of you, her ponytail swishing with every step, her laughter echoing through the trees as she pointed out a squirrel darting up a trunk.
“Come on,” she called over her shoulder, her voice teasing. “You’re falling behind already!”
You grinned, speeding up to catch her. “I’m carrying most of the gear, you know. Cut me some slack.”
Umji turned, her eyes sparkling with mischief. She reached out, grabbing your hand and pulling you forward. “Excuses, excuses. Maybe I’ll just have to—” She stopped mid-sentence, her gaze locking onto something ahead. Her grip on your hand tightened. “Oh. My. God.”
You followed her line of sight, and there it was—a hot spring, nestled in a clearing just off the trail. The water shimmered in the fading sunlight, steam rising gently from its surface. The natural pool was surrounded by smooth rocks and moss, perfectly secluded.
“We’re taking a dip,” she declared, already slipping off her backpack and tossing it to the ground.
“Wait, Umji, we’re in the middle of a hike,” you protested, though the sight of the hot spring was undeniably tempting.
She turned to you, her lips curving into a smirk that sent a shiver down your spine. “And? You’re telling me you don’t want to relax in that perfectly warm water? Come on, live a little.”
Before you could argue, she was already peeling off her shirt, revealing a sleek, dark swimsuit underneath that hugged her curves in all the right places. Your mouth went dry as she stepped closer, her fingers trailing down your chest as she leaned in, her breath warm against your ear. “Or… is there something else you’re worried about?”
You swallowed hard, your heart pounding. “Umji…”
She laughed softly, the sound low and sultry, before stepping back and slipping off her shorts. She stood before you, confident and breathtaking, the straps of her swimsuit framing her shoulders in a way that made it impossible to look away. She reached for your hand again, her touch firm as she pulled you toward the water. “Come on. The water’s perfect.”
You hesitated for only a moment before shedding your own clothes, leaving them in a pile on the rocks. The air was cool against your skin, but the promise of the hot spring’s warmth was too enticing to resist. Umji stepped in first, the water lapping at her legs as she waded in deeper. She turned, her eyes locking onto yours, a playful smile playing on her lips.
“Well? Are you just going to stand there?”
You followed her, the hot water enveloping you as you stepped in. The heat was immediate, soothing your muscles and drawing a low groan from your lips. Umji giggled, swimming closer until she was right in front of you. The water rippled around her, and she reached up, brushing a strand of wet hair from her face.
“Better?” she asked, her voice soft.
“Much,” you admitted, your eyes drifting over her. The steam rose around her, making her look almost ethereal.
Umji’s smile widened, and she stepped closer, her arms sliding around your neck. “Good,” she murmured, her lips brushing against yours in a teasing, barely-there kiss. “Because I’m just getting started.”
Her words sent a jolt of heat through you, and you leaned in, capturing her lips in a deeper, more urgent kiss. Her hands tangled in your hair, pulling you closer as her body pressed against yours. The water seemed to boil around you, the heat between you both becoming unbearable.
Umji broke the kiss, her breathing ragged as she looked up at you. Her eyes were dark with desire, her cheeks flushed. “You have no idea how much I’ve wanted this,” she whispered, her voice trembling slightly.
You didn’t respond with words, instead dipping your head to kiss her again, your hands sliding down her back to grip her waist. She moaned softly, the sound muffled against your lips as her body arched into yours.
Her hands trailed down your chest, her fingers lingering over your abs before sliding lower. You tensed as her hand brushed against your length, already hard and aching for her. She looked up at you, her lips curving into a wicked smile.
“You’re already so worked up,” she teased, her hand wrapping around you.
You groaned, your head falling back as she began to stroke you slowly, her touch firm and deliberate. The water rippled around you as she moved closer, her free hand sliding up your chest to rest over your heart.
“Umji…” you gasped, your hands gripping her hips.
She leaned in, her lips brushing against your neck as she whispered, “Tell me you want this.”
“I want this,” you breathed, your voice ragged. “I want you.”
She smiled against your skin before nipping gently at your neck, her hand still moving over you with practiced ease. You groaned, your fingers digging into her hips as the pleasure built within you.
“Good,” she murmured, her breath hot against your ear. “Because I’m not done with you yet.”
She pulled back slightly, her hand leaving you as she tugged at the straps of her swimsuit. The fabric slid down her body, revealing her perfect, bare skin. She stepped closer, her body pressing against yours as she wrapped her legs around your waist.
You groaned, your hands gripping her thighs as she positioned herself above you. She looked down at you, her eyes dark with need, as she slowly lowered herself onto you. You both moaned in unison as she sheathed you completely, her walls tight and warm around you.
Umji’s head fell back, a gasp escaping her lips as she began to move, her hips rolling against yours. The water sloshed around you, the heat of the spring nothing compared to the fire burning between you.
“God, you feel so good,” she moaned, her nails digging into your shoulders as she rocked against you.
You groaned, your hands gripping her hips as you thrust up to meet her. She cried out, her body trembling as she rode you, her movements becoming more erratic.
“Umji…” you gasped, your voice hoarse.
She leaned in, her lips crashing against yours in a desperate kiss. Her tongue slipped into your mouth, tangling with yours as she moaned softly. You thrust up into her again, drawing a cry from her lips as her nails scraped down your back.
The pleasure was overwhelming, building within you with every thrust. Umji’s movements became frantic, her body trembling with the force of her climax. She cried out, her walls tightening around you as she came, her body convulsing against yours.
You groaned, your own release crashing over you as you spilled into her, your body shuddering with the force of it. Umji collapsed against you, her breathing ragged as she buried her face in your neck.
The water lapped gently around you as you both caught your breath, the heat of the spring soothing your exhausted bodies. Umji lifted her head, her eyes meeting yours as she smiled softly.
“That was…” she began, her voice trembling.
“Yeah,” you agreed, your voice rough.
She leaned in, her lips brushing against yours in a gentle kiss. “Let’s do that again.”
You groaned, your body already responding to her words as she shifted above you. “Umji, you’re going to kill me.”
She laughed softly, her eyes sparkling with mischief as she moved to straddle you once more. “Then what a way to go.”
Her lips crashed against yours as she began to move again, the water rippling around you as the heat between you reignited. You groaned, your hands gripping her thighs as she rode you, her moans filling the air as you both lost yourselves in the pleasure once more.
“Fuck, Umji…” you gasped, your body trembling as she rocked against you.
She leaned in, her lips brushing against your ear as she whispered, “I’m not done with you yet. Not even close.”
And with that, she began to move faster, her nails digging into your shoulders as she moaned your name, the sound sending a shiver down your spine. You groaned, your hands gripping her hips as you thrust up into her, the pleasure building within you once more.
“Umji…” you gasped, your voice hoarse.
She leaned in, her lips crashing against yours in a desperate kiss as she rode you, her body trembling with the force of her climax. You groaned, your own release crashing over you as you spilled into her, your body shuddering with the force of it.
As you both caught your breath, Umji leaned in, her lips brushing against yours in a gentle kiss.
“Again,” she whispered, her voice trembling.
“Umji, I—” you began, but she cut you off with a kiss, her eyes sparkling with mischief.
“Again,” she repeated, her voice firm. And with that, she began to move once more, the water rippling around you as the heat between you reignited.
The heat of the spring pressed against your skin, but it was nothing compared to the fire burning between you and Umji. Her hands were on your chest, her nails lightly scratching as she moved with a rhythm that made your head spin. Her breath came in short, uneven bursts, her lips parted as she moaned softly, each sound sending a jolt of electricity straight through you.
“Again,” she had said, and now she was taking control, her hips grinding against yours with a force that made your vision blur. The water sloshed around you, the steam rising in tendrils that wrapped around your bodies like a lover’s embrace.
You couldn’t hold back any longer. With a growl, you gripped her hips and lifted her up, her legs instinctively wrapping around your waist. Her eyes widened in surprise, but then she grinned, that mischievous spark returning as she bit her lower lip.
“Oh, you’re in charge now?” she teased, her voice dripping with playfulness. But her words were cut short as you thrust into her, the force of it making her gasp, her head falling back as a moan escaped her lips.
She clung to you, her arms wrapping around your neck as you moved, each thrust deeper than the last. The water around you churned, the heat of the spring nothing compared to the inferno between you. Umji’s moans grew louder, her nails digging into your back as she tried to pull you closer, as if she could somehow erase the space between you.
“Fuck,” she whispered, her voice trembling. “Don’t stop. Please, don’t stop.”
You didn’t. You couldn’t. Your hands moved to her ass, gripping her firmly as you continued to thrust, each movement making her cry out. The sound of her pleasure was like music, driving you wild, making you push harder, faster. Her body tightened around you, her legs trembling as she edged closer to her climax.
And then, with a sharp slap, your hand came down on her ass, the sound echoing in the small clearing. Umji’s eyes flew open, her lips parting in shock before a grin spread across her face.
“Naughty,” she purred, her voice low and sultry. “Do it again.”
You obliged, your hand coming down again, and then once more, each slap making her moan louder, her body arching into yours. Her nails dug deeper into your skin, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she neared the edge.
“I’m close,” she whispered, her voice barely above a whisper. “So close.”
You could feel it too, the tension building in your body, the heat coiling in your core. With one last thrust, you buried yourself deep inside her, your release crashing over you like a wave. Umji’s body clenched around you, her own climax hitting her hard, her cries of pleasure mingling with the sound of the water as she trembled in your arms.
For a moment, you both stayed like that, clinging to each other as the water calmed around you. Umji’s head rested on your shoulder, her breath warm against your skin as she tried to catch her breath.
“That,” she said finally, her voice soft but filled with satisfaction, “was incredible.”
You couldn’t help but laugh, the sound low and deep as you held her closer. “You’re incredible,” you replied, your voice rough with emotion.
She looked up at you, her eyes filled with something that made your heart skip a beat. “I love you,” she said simply, her voice steady despite everything.
“I love you too,” you replied, the words leaving your lips before you could even think about them.
Umji smiled, her lips brushing against yours in a kiss that was soft and sweet, a stark contrast to the passion that had consumed you both moments before. She pulled back, her eyes searching yours before she grinned again.
“But don’t think this is over,” she said, her voice teasing. “I’m not done with you yet.”
You raised an eyebrow, a smirk playing on your lips. “Oh? And what did you have in mind?”
She didn’t answer with words. Instead, she kissed you again, her hands moving to your shoulders as she pushed you back, your body sinking into the warm water. Her lips moved down your neck, her teeth grazing your skin as she left a trail of kisses that made your breath hitch.
“Umji,” you murmured, your voice thick with desire.
She looked up at you, her eyes dark with need. “Let me take care of you this time,” she whispered, her voice low and sultry.
You didn’t argue. How could you? Your hands found her hips, holding her steady as she moved, her body sliding against yours in a way that made your head spin. Her hands moved down your chest, her fingers tracing the lines of your muscles before she took you in her hand, her touch making you groan.
“You’re so beautiful like this,” she whispered, her voice filled with awe. “Lost in me. Completely mine.”
You couldn’t respond. Words were beyond you as she moved, her body taking you in, inch by inch, until you were buried inside her once more. Her hips rolled against yours, her movements slow and deliberate, each one driving you closer to the edge.
“Umji,” you groaned, your hands gripping her hips as you tried to hold on.
She leaned down, her lips brushing against yours as she whispered, “Let go. I’ve got you.”
And you did. With a cry, you came, your body shuddering as your release washed over you. Umji’s body clenched around you, her own climax hitting her hard, her cries of pleasure mingling with yours as she trembled in your arms.
For a moment, you both stayed like that, clinging to each other as the water calmed around you. Umji’s head rested on your chest, her breath warm against your skin as she tried to catch her breath.
“I love you,” she whispered, her voice soft but filled with emotion.
“I love you too,” you replied, your voice rough with emotion.
The forest was quiet, save for the occasional rustle of leaves underfoot as you and Umji continued your hike. The air was thick with the scent of earth and pine, and the soft hum of the wilderness surrounded you. Umji walked ahead, her steps light and confident, her long hair swaying with every movement. She turned back to flash you a mischievous grin, her eyes sparkling with excitement.
“Come on, slowpoke!” she teased, her voice carrying a playful lilt. “We’re almost there!”
You chuckled, picking up your pace to catch up with her. The path ahead opened up to a small clearing, a spot perfect for setting up camp. The view was breathtaking—rolling hills stretched out before you, the sky painted in hues of orange and pink as the sun began its descent. Umji clapped her hands in delight, her enthusiasm infectious.
“This is it!” she exclaimed, spinning around to face you. “We’re setting up here.”
You nodded, helping her unpack the tent from your backpack. The two of you worked in sync, the familiarity of each other’s movements making the task effortless. Umji hummed a soft tune as she secured the tent poles, her voice blending harmoniously with the sounds of nature. The tent was soon up, a cozy haven nestled in the heart of the forest.
Just as you finished, the first drops of rain began to fall. They were soft at first, a gentle patter against the leaves above. But within moments, the downpour intensified, the rain coming down in sheets. Umji grabbed your hand, pulling you into the tent with a laugh.
“Looks like we’re staying in!” she said, her eyes twinkling with mischief.
The interior of the tent was warm and inviting, the large sleeping bag spread out on the floor. Umji wasted no time, slipping out of her damp clothes and into the sleeping bag, her movements fluid and graceful. She patted the space beside her, giving you a playful smirk.
“Don’t keep me waiting,” she teased, her voice low and sultry.
You quickly joined her, the warmth of the sleeping bag enveloping you as you settled in beside her. Umji snuggled close, her body pressed against yours, her skin warm and soft. The sound of the rain outside created a soothing backdrop, a rhythmic lullaby that seemed to heighten the intimacy of the moment.
Umji tilted her head up, her lips brushing against yours in a soft, lingering kiss. Her hands traced gentle patterns along your back, her touch sending shivers down your spine. She pulled back slightly, her eyes locking with yours, a silent invitation in her gaze.
“You’re so beautiful,” you murmured, your voice filled with admiration.
Umji’s cheeks flushed, a rare moment of bashfulness breaking through her usual confidence. She smiled, her fingers playing with the hair at the nape of your neck. “And you’re so sweet,” she whispered, her breath warm against your skin.
Her lips found yours again, this time with more urgency, more passion. The kiss deepened, your tongues dancing together in a slow, sensual rhythm. Umji’s hands explored your body, her touch igniting a fire within you. You reciprocated, your fingers tracing the curve of her waist, the softness of her skin driving you wild.
The heat between you grew, the desire impossible to ignore. Umji’s breath hitched as you trailed kisses down her neck, her hands gripping your shoulders tightly. She let out a soft moan, the sound sending a jolt of electricity through you.
“I need you,” she whispered, her voice trembling with need.
You didn’t need to be told twice. Your hands found the hem of her underwear, your fingers slipping beneath the fabric to explore her wetness. Umji gasped, her hips arching into your touch as you teased her, your fingers working their magic. Her moans grew louder, her body writhing with pleasure.
“Please,” she begged, her voice desperate. “I need you inside me.”
You obliged, positioning yourself between her legs. The first thrust was slow, deliberate, allowing her to feel every inch of you. Umji’s eyes fluttered shut, a cry of pleasure escaping her lips as you filled her completely. She wrapped her legs around your waist, pulling you closer, deeper.
The rhythm was slow at first, a gentle rocking that allowed you both to savor the connection. But soon, the pace quickened, the intensity building with each thrust. Umji’s nails dug into your back, her moans growing louder, more desperate. You could feel her climax building, her body tightening around you as she neared the edge.
“Come with me,” she pleaded, her voice a breathless whisper.
And you did. With a cry, you came, your body shuddering as your release washed over you. Umji’s body clenched around you, her own climax hitting her hard, her cries of pleasure mingling with yours as you both rode out the waves of ecstasy.
For a moment, you both stayed like that, clinging to each other as the storm raged outside. Umji’s head rested on your chest, her breath warm against your skin as she tried to catch her breath.
“I love you,” she whispered, her voice soft but filled with emotion.
“I love you too,” you replied, your voice rough with emotion.
But Umji wasn’t done yet. She turned to face you, her eyes dark with desire. “Again,” she demanded, her voice firm. “I need you again.”
You didn’t argue. The passion between you was insatiable as you lost yourselves in each other once more.
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