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Daddy's Boi

By: Daddyneedsbois



I come home from a long day to find you busying yourself in the kitchen. You are a good little whore, naked for the most part, just how I like. You stand with your back to me at the sink, letting me admire your gorgeous, hairless backside. I enjoy seeing it, especially after we Naired your pubic area together the night before. 

You must be feeling pretty tonight, since you are wearing your black garter belt and fishnet stockings, but bare feet. I love your skin, pale and unblemished. You have the perfect build if you ask me, slightly overweight. I've always liked my men with a little padding, and I love your chubbiness! 

Some might call you introverted or shy also, but I like the personality too. You stand there, obediently, letting me savor the sight. The blinds at the sink window are down, thankfully, as my lust overtakes me and I come to you. I stand close, my groin pushing into you. You can feel my erect hardness pressing between your cheeks through my pants. I wrap an arm around you and squeeze your nip as I playfully bite at the back of your neck.

I can't tell you how happy I am to see you I say. You smile and ask just how happy I am. I reply that I will show you. With my free hand I undo my belt, pants and fly and let them fall to the floor. I am wearing your favorite pair of boxers, the kind with the open hole in the front so my erect 8 inches pokes out freely. I press him back between your cheeks, letting you feel the heat of him. You gasp as I rub him up and down between your cheeks and slide over your hole. I ask you if you want it, and you smile with eyes closed, savoring the moment. You let a breathy 'Yes' escape. I ask you how bad and in response you jut your ass toward me while bending over the counter. 

As I look between us, I see that your love hole is all ready for me. You have lubed yourself for me. I am proud that you haven't played with yourself until you loose control, that you have saved it for me. I run my hands down your naked back, reveling in your smoothness. 

After a few teasing moments, my hands roam down to your cheeks. I part them again, smiling at the shiny sheen on your hole. As promised, you are exceptionally clean. I am pleased. I take one more step back, admiring you in this position. I ask if you are ready and your head nods several times. I step up to you, again rubbing the head of my cock from along your sack up to your hole. Gentle, constant pressure slides the head into you. You suck in a quick breath as the heady rush of our love making overcomes you. I tell you to stroke yourself as I enter if you need to. The distraction can make entry smoother. You shake your head, making me smile. You would rather feel every bit of it slowly stretching you until I am buried in you. 

I begin slowly rhythmic thrusts, going in a tiny bit further each time. I am so engorged tonight, I am impressed you can take it all as I slide in another inch. It feels so wonderfully tight, and smooth and warm in your love hole. I love fucking you. Finally, I am all the way in. I hold it there, savoring the feeling of your hairless balls touching me. 

Then I begin to pull out. Slowly, I slide back in and pull out further. I can't help myself, fucking you is such a physical and psychological turn-on. I begin to pump you harder. You moan, your head resting on your arms, crossed on the counter.

With my free hand, I reach around and grasp your hard cock. You aren't huge, but I love it. Around 6 inches, just enough to fit in my mouth. I can't believe how hot and hard you are tonight. I can tell you were jerking it a little before, probably while lubing yourself for me. After a couple of jerks down your smooth shaft, my hand feels around the base of your cock inspecting our hair removal. You skin is soft. I love the look and the feel of a hairless cock. It's up to me to decide if you are hairy or not and I prefer you bald. I reach further and cup your heavy, smooth balls. I can tell you need release, but not too soon.

I alternate, holding us both off, quickly driving my cock into your anus and then holding it deep inside you as I jerk your gorgeous cock a few times. You are on tip-toe as I begin to slam into you harder, my lust overtaking me. I squeeze and grip your cock harder, asking you if you want me to fill you with cum. Your response is so strong I almost cum right there. I pause my pumping your ass to jerk you hard while I lean forward. I whisper hoarsely to you that I want us to cum together. All you can do is moan and tell me you are close. I concentrate on holding my cock tight in you and running my hand down your shaft. 

I feel it begin deep inside you, a pulsating throb. You are about to cum. The thought alone almost makes me cum. I love filling you, there is nothing better than the closeness we have when I share myself with you and you willingly accept it. I feel your throb growing as your muscles contract to pump out your warm cream. As they build in speed and strength, I begin to fuck you again. I can feel my own load ready to be unleashed. I pump you harder. You announce your orgasm, just like I ask you to, crying out, saying my name and above all thanking me. This pushes me over the edge. I must cum inside you, now. I give you one last deep thrust and begin to unload into your gripping anus. I also make sure to continue stroking you. I can feel your cock pulsate with every pump of cum. I hear it splatter against the cupboard door, I feel it splash back on my hand. I use it as lube to continue to stroke you as I feel my orgasm crest. I tense, gripping you hard. My other hand squeezes your side deep enough to leave a mark. I can see pinpricks of white light on the edge of my vision. My mouth opens in a silent cry. 

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Feedback is greatly welcomed! Chapter 2 is on the way also.

Daddy's Boi Ch. 02



Days later we awake together on the weekend. The sun streams in and we are both nude. I love the way the sun lights up your skin and reveals your smooth body. I am feeling playful and horny, as usual. I tell you to rise and get me the silk scarves. Before you are fully out of bed, your cock has awoken and is hard. You are playful today too! 

When you return, I have you lay back in bed and loosely tie your wrists to the headboard. I enjoy seeing you obey me and putting your trust in me. You are all too willing to do as I ask, you are mine. 

I lean back, totally engrossed in your sunlit body. You obediently spread your legs without being told. I crawl forward to gaze closer at your hairless scrotum. I love the size of your balls! Cupping and rolling them in my hand I watch as your cock jumps. I playfully ask you what we should do today. You of course, respond that it is up to me. I ask you to tell me what you want. You ask to please suck me. I do know you have a affinity for oral sex and I like to encourage you. You have gotten good at taking the most of my cock, and unlike the women I have had, you can bring me off orally. I decide to give you and myself a treat. I rise and move so I am standing above your head on the mattress. Your intense gaze upward tells me you are captivated by my hanging balls and naked cock. 

I rub myself slowly, savoring the self-pleasure as I look you over. Finally, I can't wait anymore myself and I kneel on either side of your lovely face. I teasingly lower my scrotum to your mouth and then, as you open to receive them, pull them back up. After a few times of this, I tell you to extend your tongue, resting it against your chin. Slowly, tantalizingly, I lower my rock hard cock to your tongue and, ever so lightly, begin to slide across its wet, slick surface. I am enjoying this very much. Your tongue along the backside of my shaft feels incredible, and being on my hands and knees, in a subservient position for a change is an unbelievable turn on. Keeping my hips raised, I am able to watch as I run my cock along your warm tongue. Relaxing my pose more, I rest my arms on the bed, realizing for the first time how close your gorgeous cock is. Smiling as I see the tiny bead of precum at the tip, I decide to take this further.

I tell you to ready yourself for me to fuck your throat. Sliding my cock into your mouth, I pump in and out a few times, slowly getting you used to it. As you begin to concentrate on my cock invading your mouth, I grasp your own hard cock and slowly run my tongue along the tip. I am always amazed at how different another cock feels compared to how often I have handled my own. You are so hot, and it surprises me how hard simple flesh can get. 

Teasing you is out the window. I greedily suck you deep, taking you all into my mouth. I feel you tense in surprise. Your gasp vibrates my cock. I smile at your penis and ask if you liked that. I need no answer, I know you too well. I can feel precum leak out as I again swallow you. Your cum has such a pleasant taste, sweet and warm. I know you try hard with my own, but I know my is too salty to be palatable. I am proud everytime you taste it, for it is always your choice. 

Getting into the rhythm of sucking your cock, I shift my position. I tell you sucking me isn't necessary, I want to please you. Pulling your cock out long enough, I instruct you to raise your legs into the air and spread so I can see all of you.

With your legs spread and in the air, I slide forward between them. I tell you to hook your ankle together and rest them on my back, I want to see all of you. Wrapping my arms around your waist, I slide my hands under your buttocks as I again swallow your cock. With my head bobbing on your hardness, I slowly part your cheeks, opening your love hole for my gaze. I love to see you spread. I call it the whore position since you are open and ready for fucking.

I can't believe the feeling of your cock, soft and yet stiff, in my mouth. I get off on making you moan with my mouth, but I have yet to let you cum in my mouth. I like holding that back. Staring at your hole while I suck you off, I daydream about fucking you. Your hairless, winking hole stares back. My mouth needs a break and I bring my hand up to jerk you as I speak. I ask if you are enjoying this. Your voice is raspy as you tell me "Yes, sir." I ask if I should let you cum, or stop now with you so close. You almost sound close to tears when you ask me not to stop and to let you please cum. I playfully tell you I might need some incentive and lower my crotch to you. You surprise and delight me by licking my hole. You know I love a rim job, but don't ask for it because I know you are still shy. 

After holding myself in position to fully enjoy your tongue, I decide to pay you back. I notice my saliva has run down your crack from you cock, still pointed straight up, waiting for me to return to it. I continue to hold you cock in one hand, while the other goes from massaging your cheek to running a finger around your hole. 

Teasingly, I rub right on your anus, the saliva on it making it slick. In one motion, I swallow your cock again and slide my finger into your hole a little. You cry out in pleasure. I begin working more of my finger up your anus, while I attack your cock. My head flies up and down on your cock while my finger fucks your ass. 

"Oh, god! I'm going to cum!" You announce. I push my finger all the way in to stimulate you the most. My hand is cupping your balls and can feel them pulsate and quiver with cum. I absolutely love to watch you cum! Reluctantly I pull your cock out of my mouth just in time to watch the first geyser of cum erupt into the air. You shoot high, suddenly gritting your teeth and groaning loudly. You first shot comes back down, splattering your bare balls and hitting my cheek and hair. The rest I milk out, squeezing and jerking you, wiggling my finger in your love hole. More shoots out over my shoulder and onto my back. I am so incredibly turned on and horny, I put the head back in my mouth and suck the rest out. 

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Daddy's Boi Ch. 03



Tonight I have decided to try something different. We have been talking, and you said I am sometimes too lenient with you. You'd like me to be more aggressive and take more control. I am open to this, as I do have a domineering side and since you get off more on being overpowered, I decide to oblige you. You have touched on another fantasy of yours but were afraid to say too much. You didn't want to seem abnormal, but I would not judge you that way. As long as it is a fantasy, both parties are willing and no one gets hurt, I encourage you to pursue your fantasy. You told me everything, albeit shyly. I told you it sounded interesting and I would think about it. The more I thought about it, the more I wanted to try it. I decide tonight is perfect. I prepare everything I need before hand and make sure not to let on. I can barely contain myself, both emotionally and sexually. I thought about jerking off a dozen of times! Finally night comes and you head for bed. I tell you I will be up a while longer and to go ahead. I try and distract myself with TV for at least an hour. I sit, not paying attention to the screen with my cock out, slowly stroking it in anticipation. 

At the program's end, I get ready. I already am wearing black jeans, so I slip on a black sweatshirt. I find an old black ski mask and grab the black gloves I bought. Tucking a length of soft cotton rope in my back pocket, I go to the fridge and grab a beer. Half to calm my shaking nerves and half to help set the mood, I down the bottle. Giving in to a sudden urge I suck on the neck and smile to myself. Its now or never. I enter the dark bedroom quietly, listening to make sure you're asleep. Knowing you sleep naked is a comfort, I won't have to worry about cutting clothes off. I open the bedroom window further, enough for a person to climb in. I stand on your side of the bed, looking at you sleep. You are on your back, sleeping peacefully. A sheet barely covers your lower have. My heart is throbbing as I steel myself. My cock is throbbing too! Now or never. My leather-gloved hand quickly covers your mouth while my head moves toward your ear. I see your eyes snap open as I hoarsely whisper in your ear. 

"Hello, Little slut." I rasp in your ear. Your confused look turns to fear. I know you can smell the beer on my breath, it only adds to the panicky thought that must be going through your head. Is this real or not? I left the TV on and its flicker is visible in the next room. For all appearances, I am still in there watching TV while a stranger snuck into the bedroom. I continue with the disguised voice, keeping my face away from your view so you can't tell if its me or not. "I've been watching you, at the gym, when you get the mail. I know you want this, I can tell the way you bend over in front of me, the way you walk." I shift, standing up and sliding the sheet off of you slowly, as if I am savoring it for the first time. "If you don't make a sound you won't get hurt, you may even enjoy it. But remember," I jerk your face toward me. Standing with my back to the door, I know the light behind me and hides my features. "I am in control." I can see the panic still in your eyes. 

The sheet is totally off of you and I notice your cock jump and begin to lengthen. I order you to put you hands over your head. "I'm going to take my hand off your mouth, slut, don't make a sound." You nod shakily reaching above you. 

I wrap the clothesline roughly around each wrist. The rope is soft and won't leave marks, but I want to keep up the appearance of a dangerous man. You hold your wrists out for me and when I am done wrapping them I slap them away and lash them to the headboard.

"Ok, roll over, whore." I hoarsely tell you, smacking your bare ass as you flounder to turn over without the use of your arms. "Oh, yeah. That's a nice ass. You like taking cock in the boy-pussy, whore?" I ask you with a rough laugh, grabbing your cheeks and spreading them wide. You start to get on your knees. I grab both ankles and pull, forcing you flat again. "I didn't tell you to do that. I want your little pussy nice and tight. Keep your legs together." I smack your cheek again for emphasis. I thought I heard you whimper a little, although it could have been a moan. I reassure myself that you know this is me, that it would be too much of a coincidence for you to tell me about a rape fantasy and have a real rapist break-in on the same day. Your naked back and buttocks lay bathed in moon light. I can see them quiver, with a mix of both anxiety and sexual excitement. 

"Tell me you want it, whore. Tell me you want me to rape that boy-pussy." I smack your ass again, lighter than before. This time I can tell your moan is from lust. You are getting off on this! "Tell me!" I hiss at you, pretending that someone else might hear. 

"Please" I hear you whisper, your voice filled with lust. I am so horny I strip off my pants and underwear while I ask you more. 

"'Please' what, slut?" I ask, stoking my enraged cock. I am going to rape you good, imagining my cock shoved deep into you while I still wear the ski mask and whisper obscenities in your ear.

"Oh, god. Please, sir. Fuck me!" You cry out. I almost think you are cumming now.

I can't wait any longer. I manually cross your ankles and push them together to emphasis that I want you to stay that way.

I can barely open the lube! My hands shake with anticipation. As I reach down to my cock with a gob of lube, I see a river of pre-cum slither out the tip and drip to the floor. I catch some on my left hand and rub it along your crack.

"Get ready, slut. I am going to fuck you without mercy."

I step up onto the bed and stand above you, staring at your ass while I stroke letting more precum drip on your naked ass. Finally, I've had enough. I get to my knees on either side of your waist. I know your butt so well, I know right where the hole is and one handed, I stab my cock between your cheeks. 

Not wanting to hurt you, I poke just in the head and hold it. 

"Oh, my little slut it tight! You aren't a virgin are you, slut?"

I look down at you. You lay blissfully enjoying your fantasy and are getting into it.

"Yes," you whisper shyly, playing up the embarrassment.

"Well then," I say determinedly as I slowly slide in another inch. "I better make this good for my slut's first time."

I thrust my cock into your anus, not deep but hard. I stop myself from driving in all the way and just pound you hard not deep. Slamming into your body, I can see you inching along the bed yourself, your cock rubbing against the sheets. While I am raping you, you are getting off too!

You suddenly surprise me. "Fuck your little girl harder." you tell me. I actually stopped pounding for a second, thinking I misheard you.

"You want more cock, slut?" I ask you. Without waiting for an answer I plunge deeper into you and really begin to fuck you hard, pushing in more with each ram. Excitement is taking over, I can barely hold off.

"My pussy is going to cum." you tell me. 

"You like this don't you slut?" I hoarse ask you. "Cum for me, now!" The thrill of ramming into you has taken away my self control. I am on the brink of cumming, but I want to feel you start to cum with me. I am driving my cock into your ass so hard you have to hold yourself back from hitting your head on the headboard. 

Then suddenly I feel it. I stop fucking you, for two reasons. I want to fill that pulsation in your little pussy hole build, and to hold myself off for as long as possible.

As you cry out and I can feel your balls contract and I know you are cumming. Without even touching it, my fucking you has slid your cock along the sheet until you erupted. 

Comments welcome!



Daddy's Boi (Not Incest)



I am meeting my Daddy today. I have done everything he has asked of me. I am clean shaven, my face, my chest, my balls, my cock, even my ass. There is not a hair in sight. I am dressed as Daddy requested. I am wearing my cock ring and a jock under my jeans. I am wearing a blue polo shirt, Daddy said it will bring out my eyes. I got a haircut yesterday, just like Daddy wanted, he approved when I sent him the picture.

I met Daddy in a forum online. He is 57 years old. I am 23. He has so many years' experience training boi's like me. I am honored that he picked me when I posted there almost a year ago. He has been training me online. I have been performing for my Daddy, doing the tasks that he has instructed, for so long. I can't wait to finally meet him. 

Daddy lives in Michigan. It's so far. When I finish my graduate degree I will be moving in with Daddy. I will be his good house boi. But for now, I am just his online toy. Daddy came to New Jersey for business. I am so excited to finally meet him. 

I am waiting for him anxiously at the bar. I sip my Coors light and glance at the television broadcasting a football game. It had been so long since I have actually watched sports. Daddy wants me focused. He says that my free time should be spent being his toy. I watch a lot of porn Daddy sends me. I read a lot of stories Daddy recommends. Daddy sent me some butt plugs and dildos to practice so that when we meet, I can be a good boi for him. 

I self-consciously run my hand down the messenger bag I have hanging from the bar stool. Daddy told me to bring the toys he bought me for the weekend. I look around, I wonder if it is written on my face, that I am waiting or my Daddy.

I have known I was gay for a really long time, since I was in middle school. However, I have never actually had a boyfriend. I am very awkward. So I am a virgin, through and through. Daddy was happy to hear that. He wants to take my cherry, he wants me to be his in all ways. I asked him how he can take my cherry if I have been using the toys he sent me. He said my real cherry is when I take a real cock, his cock. 

Daddy has sent me pictures of his cock. It's so long. I hope I can take it. I have been staring at the pictures every time I jerk off, Daddy lets me cum once a month, but I get to jerk off every night to the porn and stories he sends me. I am so horny all the time. All I can think about is Daddy's cock, since I look at it for an hour every night. 

I hope Daddy likes me when he sees me for the first time. I have sent him so many pictures and videos of me doing what he asks, what he commands. But seeing me in person is different than seeing me perform for him. I begin to peel the label off my beer, I have been waiting an hour for Daddy. I hope he doesn't stand me up.

I was so focused on label on my beer, I didn't even see him walk up to me. I felt a hand on my shoulder and it startled me. There he was, my Daddy. His white hair, cut short. His neatly trimmed white goatee to match. His warm smile, my Daddy.

I wanted to leap off the bar stool and hug him, kiss him, shower him in affection but I didn't know how gay-friendly the bar was. Instead, I slowly slid off my stool, and waited for him to give direction.

My Daddy's warm brown eyes drank me in, went from the tips of my shoes up to the top of my head. His hands rested on my arms and he smiled, so warm, so inviting. My Daddy is a sharp dressed man, he wore a dark gray suit, tailored perfectly to his body with a sapphire striped tie. 

"How are you my boi?" he asks.

Can I call him Daddy? I want to. I blush and look around the room. I mumble my response. "Very good Daddy." 

He claps me on the back and motions to my stool. "Sit, let's have a drink together."

"Yes Daddy," I mumble my response. Can they hear me? Do they know? Will they kick my ass? Can Daddy protect me?

Daddy orders a scotch, no ice. I ask for another light beer. Daddy turns toward me, his legs spread wide in his stool. I mimic his posture. He sips his scotch slowly and asks me how I have been and about school. All things Daddy knows about. It puts me at ease though. It helps me relax and forget where we are. 

When he finishes the brown liquid he rises from his chair and places a hand on my shoulder again. His touch sends zings through my body, and my cock immediately twitches. It has been hard since seeing him. The cock ring is not helping, it is keeping me at attention.

"Come boi. Let us get on with our evening." 

I nod and follow him to the elevators. I am impatient, looking around waiting for the elevator Daddy summoned to arrive. It is late in the evening, not many patrons around. Finally, after what seems like hours, the elevator arrives. Daddy steps in first and I follow. It is empty.

For a moment, we stand side by side in the elevator, neither of us saying anything. I awkwardly wring my hands in front of me. I am unsure what to do.

"Did you bring the items requested?" 

"Yes Daddy." I say it louder, more confidently that we are alone. It feels so good to actually call him Daddy.

"Such a good boi."

"Thank you Daddy."

His hand slips over my ass, and he cups my right butt cheek. With a firm squeeze my cock twitches visibly in my pants. He chuckles, seeing it out of the corner of his eye.

"Horny little devil aren't you?"

"Yes Daddy." I blush.

"Have you been edging like Daddy told you to?"

"Yes Daddy."

"Every night?"

"Yes Daddy,"

"Such a good boi. You will earn a reward." 

"Thank you Daddy."

The doors open and Daddy keeps his hand on my ass. He pushes me forward and I begin to walk out the door. My heart begins to pound in my ears. There could be people in the hallway. People could see him groping me.

"Keep going toy."

"Y-y-yes Daddy." I stammer as I begin to walk slowly through the hall.

He squeezes my ass harder and fondles me as we walk through the hall. My cheeks are flush and my cock is at full attention. Daddy stops at a room and slides his keycard in. The door opens and Daddy gestures for me to enter.

I hear to door close behind me and I jump. I turn quickly and find Daddy standing, grinning at me. 

"You know, you have gotten Daddy pretty excited with all your videos and pictures."

I gulp. I only did what Daddy told me to do. His tone seems more menacing than I had anticipated.

"Strip boi. Toys don't wear clothes." He commands. "Just your jock for now."

Dropping the messenger bag filled with toys I quickly I tug my shirt over my head and throw it to the floor. Then I fumble with my own belt and fly of my jeans. I yank them down, and kick them next to my shirt. I am breathing heavily, my cock at full attention in my jock, which is barely containing it.

Daddy approaches me, still dressed in his suit. He runs his hands over my bare chest and down my belly. He stops at the top of my jock. He walks around to my back and cups my naked ass squeezing. I let out a groan. 

"Such a bubble butt toy."

"Thank you Daddy."

"It's mine?"

"Yes Daddy, all yours."

"Good boi."

Daddy comes to the front of me again. He is taller than me, about two or three inches. His hand cups my balls and I groan. I am so horny, I have longed for him to touch me since we started talking. I have dreamed of him taking me in his hands. I close my eyes as his hand begins to massage my sack. My cock has caused a dark circle of precum in my jock. I am so sensitive it has been so long since Daddy allowed me to cum.

"I am going to fuck you tonight boi." 

"God yes please Daddy." I beg in a husky voice.

"But first, I am going to feed you my cock and you are going to drink my load."

"Yes Daddy." 

"Have you been practicing to be a good slut boi for Daddy?"

"Yes Daddy, yes Daddy, yes Daddy," I moan as his hand slides into my jock and roughly grips my cock. He fist sliding up and down in my precum, my legs begin to tremble.

"So horny."

"Yes Daddy, you make me horny Daddy."

"Hungry too boi?"

"Yes Daddy."

I open my eyes to see that Daddy is stroking his own erection through his pants. I lick my lips. I have never sucked a real cock before. I have only sucked the dildo Daddy sent me in the mail. I am so eager to take him. I am eager to make him proud. I want to show him how good of a boi I have been for him, that I am training to be his house boi, his slut.

"Knees boi."

I fall to my knees in an instant. I continue to lick my lips, looking up at my Daddy I want his permission. I long for it. I wait for it. I cannot have what Daddy does not offer me.

He continues to stroke his cock through his pants in front of me. I whimper and he laughs. He knows I am desperate. I have told him so many times I wanted him, I needed him, and that I craved him.

Slowly, almost painfully slow, Daddy takes his cock from his pants. He pulls his hardness out of the zipper of his cock. His pants still on. I see his uncut cockhead peeking out of its sheath. I want to lick him. I want to suck him. I look up to my Daddy, pleading for him to give it to me, to give me permission.

"Does boi want Daddy's cock?"

"Yes Daddy please, please can this boi taste your cock?"

Daddy strokes himself some more, pulling his foreskin back, I can see the pink swollen head inches from my mouth. I open waiting for him to feed me. He doesn't. He just strokes slowly.

"Have you dreamed of Daddy's dick?"

"Yes Daddy, all the time. I crave your cock Daddy, please please can I have your cock Daddy."

"Have you been a good boi?"

"Daddy I have done all that you have asked of me Daddy, Please."

His free hand goes to the back of my head. Daddy rubs my head before he pulls my face to his cock. My open mouth is filled immediately. He holds nothing back. He pushes himself into my throat, so that I take him to the hilt. His long balls dangle against my chin. I gag immediately.

Daddy holds my head in place as drool explodes past my lips. My head trying to fight back, I need oxygen. All I get is Daddy's cock.

"Hold boi. Hold for Daddy. You should have been practicing." He coaxes me.

My head starts to spin and he lets go. I pull back gasping for breath. Drool connecting me to his cock. Daddy's hand still in my hair.

"Good boi again."

He pulls me against his cock again. I barely had time to take in a deep breath before he forces himself deep into my throat again. I had practiced. I had tried to take the dildo as deep as I could. It was nothing like Daddy's long cock. My airway cut off again as Daddy thrusts in and out of my throat. 

Daddy fucks my face for what feels like hours. I am so dizzy when he declares we are done. I am covered in my own saliva. My nose is running and my eyes are watery. I am gasping for breath and Daddy's cock stands red at full attention. I can see the wispy gray nest of hairs at the base of his cock. 

"On the bed boi, on all fours."

Slowly, I climb up onto the king size bed Daddy had in his modest room. I arch my back and push my ass in the air. My cock strains in the hammock of my jock. I am leaking pre-cum, so turned on with how Daddy used my throat for himself. 

I heard Daddy dig in the bag I brought. I cannot see what he pulls out. I just feel the cool gel against my puckered hole. My virgin hole. I let out a low moan and sigh closing my eyes. Daddy is going to take my hole. It is his and it is his right to do so. I try to calm myself and breathe anticipating what is going to come.

First Daddy uses his fingers. Two, he presses them against my anal ring, and then into my ass. I let out a grunt as he pumps them in the well-greased hole. I hear the cap of the lube clap click open as he removes his fingers and squirts a hearty glob into my rosebud. I shiver because it is cool.

Daddy then works three of his fingers into me. I tremble feeling so full. I am Daddy's toy. I repeat over and over in my head. Then I feel the familiar rounded edge of the dildo Daddy gave me. It has been inside me so many times. I groan as my ring opens welcoming it inside me. I want to reach down and stroke myself as I have done so many times for Daddy. It's always for Daddy. He has taken control of my sexual desires. I am Daddy's toy.

Daddy's hand has now gripped my cock inside my jock and is stroking me. The lube allows for his hand to slide effortless over my hardened member. I am pulsing and twitching in his hand as he works the dildo in and out of my virgin ass. I am groaning loudly getting closer to the edge as he strokes me with his hand and fucks me with the fake dick. I don't want to cum yet. I want to cum with Daddy inside me.

"Leaky little boi, you are ruining your jock."

I blush. I always pre-cum a lot. With Daddy restricting my orgasms I leak more than I ever have. My cock pulses in his hand as he continues to stroke me and I am embarrassed to have leaked all over the jock I am wearing.

"That's a good boi, take Daddy's fake dick. Take it deep so Daddy can fuck your hole."

I groan louder, "Yes Daddy, your hole Daddy, for you."

"Yes good boi, always for Daddy."

"Yes Daddy."

I whimper, getting closer and closer to cumming. Daddy squeezes my cock head hard and I cry out trying not to cum. He lets my cock go and pulls the fake cock from my hole. The bed bounces and before I know it, Daddy is easing himself inside me.

It is like nothing I have ever felt before. The dildo Daddy gave me boasted being realistic, but his cock, his long seven inch cock was amazing. My anal ring gave almost immediately, granting him entrance to my rectum. I gripped the bed sheets and let out a howl like I never have before.

Daddy slowly begins to slide his cock back and forth, holding my hips. I had just met the man, just met him for real, and he was fucking my ass. My Daddy, my Daddy was finally fucking me the way he had always promised.

Euphoria has filled me as my cock bounces back and forth as Daddy picks up his pace. He thrusts harder, his cock going deeper inside me. I grunt and moan my head hung, I am his toy. I belong to my Daddy. He is claiming my hole as his as he promised.

I feel our balls collide as he fucks me harder, deeper than before. I can hear him breathing heavily, matching my own pants. I want to stroke my cock but I don't. Daddy has not given me permission to touch what is his. I am his, my cock, my ass, my body, it is Daddy's I cannot touch what is his without permission.

"So tight boi, you are so fucking tight."

Daddy's fingers dig into my hips as he pulls me back onto his cock. I lower my chest to the bed and turn my head. The angle with which his cock slides inside me changes, he is stroking my prostate as he pushes in. 

"D-D-D-D-Daddy," I gasp, "Daddy can I - " I can't complete my request. I am so submissive right then. I belong to my Daddy as he drills me harder and harder.

"Stroke your boi dick for me. Stroke that little boi cock for Daddy."

"Yes Daddy, please Daddy, thank you Daddy, Daddy, Daddy." I repeat Daddy more and more. He is my Daddy.

My hand comes to my cock. I lower my jock and feverishly fist my six inch member. It is thick and throbbing. My balls are so tight. It had been so long since I came. I need to cum. Daddy's cock is tickling my prostate and I drip all over the sheets.

Daddy withdraws his cock swiftly. "Flip boi!" He commands and I quickly roll onto my back.

Daddy is fisting his own cock. It's purple and I can see he is as desperate to cum as I am. I need permission, Daddy can cum whenever he wants, but I need to ask.

"Cum for Daddy boi, cum for me."

Like a volcano my orgasm erupts almost seconds later. I spray my load all over my chest and abdomen, I groan loudly with my head back on the bed thrusting my cock up as I do. "For my Daddy," I bellow, as he has told me all my orgasms are for him.

With my mouth still open, I feel his cock enter. I suck, instinctively, despite the sour taste of my own ass on his cock. I suck for all I am worth. I suck him and am rewarded with the milky stream in my throat. My Daddy thrusts his cock, mounting my face, he shoots his load deep into my throat.

Gasping for breath, still fully clothed, once his steam as stopped in my mouth, my Daddy rolls over. I roll the warm liquid around my tongue, savoring Daddy's flavor. Daddy has had me drink my own cum to prepare for his. This is like nothing I have ever tasted, it is Daddy, pure Daddy.

"Swallow boi." He says as he clasps my hand in his.

I do as I am told. I swallow my Daddy's essence. I am covered in sweat, my ass feels like it is inside out. My cock is shriveled and spent inside my jock, and my body is covered in cum. I am Daddy's toy. Daddy's boi.



Daddy's Boy



Gary crept along the landing, past Mark, his Dad's bedroom door. Even though it was a Saturday night, Dad would still give him a hard time, if he realised that he was just getting in at two in the morning. Nineteen, he grumbled to himself, and still expected in before midnight. 

Mark's room was lit by the bluish, ghostly light of the TV and Gary could hear his dad grunting. Gary tilted his head and peered around the edge of the door, taking care that he would not be seen. Mark was lying across the bed, naked, with his cock sticking out of his fist. He was hard and swollen, as he slowly stroked his thick cock. On the television screen, an older man was standing in front of a youth, with his cock thrust between the younger guy's lips.

The young guy on the video was swallowing the length of the older man's cock, then pulling his head back so that only the head remained in his mouth. Gary could see the bobbing of his Adam's apple, as the young guy swallowed the cock as it slid over the back of his tongue. Gary could feel the front of his jeans pressing against the bulge of his cock as it swelled in his boxers. He glanced at his Dad and saw him stroking an impressively hard erection. Mark's cock seemed to be even bigger than the guy's in the video and Gary wondered if he had ever had a blow job from a young guy. Gary watched Mark stroking and caressing his cock, the swollen head purple and shiny with the thin smear of his pre-cum glistening in the light of the TV screen. 

Gary moved back from the doorway and carried on, down the landing, to his own room. Stripping out of his jeans and T-shirt he looked down at the bulge in his boxers, where his cock had swollen and was pushing at the soft cotton. He looked in the mirror on the back of his wardrobe door and saw his smooth nineteen-year-old body, slim but broad shouldered with a hefty bulge in his boxers. Pushing them down to his ankles, he let his cock spring free, pointing towards his chest, with his balls tight at the root. His balls were covered in peachy fuzz, and his cock was swollen and purple. 

Taking his cock in his hand, Gary began to slowly stroke the swollen length, gliding his hand back and forth along the shaft, peeling the fold of his foreskin back so that the single eye winked at him in the mirror. Closing his eyes, he imagined the taste of a cock, just before it spurted a thick string of cum. He had licked his fingers clean after a good wank, but never before had he even thought about being with another guy or, specifically, a man his Dad's age. His hand moved faster, his fingers curling around the base of his shaft and gripping his cock firmly. 

Gary did not realise that the sounds from his Dad's bedroom had tailed off. The video had wound to a finish and Mark could hear Gary's grunting and heavy breathing from down the landing. This time it was Gary who was being watched, as he stroked his rampant cock until it throbbed and his balls tightened. Stepping inside the room and pushing the door closed behind him, Mark moved closer, his cock jutting out in front of him, until he could reach out and grasp Gary's cock. Slowly, he curled his hand around his son's cock and began to run his fist back and forth, along the length of Gary's shaft. Gary's eyes flicked open and he looked down to see Mark's fist engulfing his cock and Mark's own cock jutting out from under the curve of his belly.

Gary groaned and reached out, grabbing his Dad's cock and stroking it. This was the first time he had touched anyone else's cock and he ran his hands over the shaft, feeling the hot blood filling it, and pressing his fingers against the swollen vein along the top. Mark's cock twitched in his hand and he closed the fingers to capture the hard rod in his fist, slowly stroking it and feeling the slippery bead of his pre-cum moistening the tip.

"Kneel down." Mark ordered Gary.

Gary obeyed, lowering himself to his knees, so that the tip of his Dad's cock was almost touching his lips. He could see the clear pearl of his Mark's pre-cum oozing from the dark eye and he reached up to smear the slippery fluid over the shiny, plum-coloured tip of his Dad's cock. Mark reached down and rested his hand on the back of Gary's head, holding him still, as he tilted his hips forward, pushing his hard, erect cock, closer to his son's mouth. Gary could only watch as the swollen head drew closer to his lips. The sharp tang of his Mark's pre-cum filled his nostrils and, almost dazed, Gary opened his mouth and licked the shiny tip of his Dad's cock.

Mark pushed his hips forward, the tip of his cock sliding between Gary's lips and onto his tongue. Gary felt the swollen head filling his mouth and he tried to pull his head back, but Mark's hand held him there as he thrust his cock, slowly, into Gary's mouth.

Gary felt the bulb of his Dad's cock pressing against his tongue and moving to the back of his throat. Gary sucked on the hard knob in his mouth and tried to swallow to ease the pressure but, because he had never even thought of sucking a cock before, he gagged on the tip of Mark's shaft. Coughing and retching, he managed to pull away and knelt on the floor, chest heaving as he fought to draw a breath.

"You'll have to learn to suck cock, Son." Mark informed him, coolly.

"S-s-sorry, Dad." Gary replied, "It's just that I've never done anything with a guy before and your cock is so big, I thought I would choke."

Mark's cock was still hard and throbbing, even more than earlier. He looked down at his son's red face and streaming eyes, realising that he looked just like the guy in the video. Mark had his hand on his cock again, stroking himself slowly, sliding his slippery foreskin over the tip of his cock and back again to reveal the shiny, slick, glans. Gary watched Mark as he moved his fist along his cock from balls to glans and back again. 

"Bend over the side of your bed." Mark ordered, firmly.

Gary shuffled to the side of his bed and leaned over the mattress, his hands spread over the sheets and his tender ass raised in the air. Mark moved behind him and began to stroke the tip of his cock down the cleft between his ass cheeks, smearing pre-cum over the dark bud of Gary's virgin asshole. Gary tried to straighten up, but Mark's hand pressed heavily between his son's shoulders, holding him down. Mark took hold of the base of his cock with his other hand and guided the blunt tip towards Gary's tight asshole. Gary moaned softly as he felt the pressure of his Dad's cock against the tightly clenched bud.

Mark used the tips of his fingers to spread Gary's cheeks and open the tight ring of his back door. Gary whimpered as he felt Mark pushing against his asshole, slowly and painfully stretching it with the head of his erect cock. Gary's whimpering protest excited Mark even more and he held his son still, while he savoured the pressure of a virgin asshole against the tip of his cock. Mark pressed harder, the tip of his cock stretching Gary's asshole. Gary clutched at the bedclothes, moaning in a mixture of pain and pleasure, as he felt his Dad's cock pushing against his asshole. Mark looked down at his rigid shaft nestled between his son's buttocks with the bulbous head pressing into the hot tight hole. The tip of his cock had sunk a little way into Gary's anus, but the ridge of his swollen, purple bulb was still only just between Gary's cheeks. Mark inhaled deeply and gripped Gary's ass, holding him firmly. Then, with a convulsive thrust, he rammed the head of his cock past the tight ring of Gary's asshole and into his anus. Gary screamed as Mark's cock pierced his ass, feeling as though he was being torn in two. Mark just carried on increasing the pressure of his thrust, sliding his cock, slowly, into Gary's ass.

"Dad," Gary sobbed, "You're too big. It hurts. Please stop."

"Be quiet and relax," Mark ordered, "It gets better once I've broken you in."

Mark felt Gary's thighs pressing against his tight sac, and he could feel the trembling of his son's muscles as he surrendered his ass to his father. Mark paused, letting Gary become used to the feel of a cock buried in his ass. Gary moaned softly, firstly in pain and then, as he relaxed, in pleasure at the feel of a cock in his virgin ass. Mark waited, patiently, for Gary to relax and then began to gradually work his cock in and out. The friction of Mark's cock made Gary's ass burn, at first, and he whimpered at the new pain. Slowly, the burning pain subsided to a warm feeling of pleasant fullness and Gary's whimpers became soft moans of pleasure.

Mark had been waiting for Gary's ass to relax and as he felt the yielding of his son's virgin anus, he began to work his cock faster and harder. Gary trembled, all over, as Mark pounded into his ass, the slap of his balls against his son's thighs and ass loud in the room. Gary was grunting with every thrust, the sound of him taking his Dad's cock deep in his bowels exciting Mark until he was ramming his swollen cock hard and deep.

"Oh God," Gary sobbed, "Fuck me Dad, fuck me hard until you cum in my ass."

Mark grunted and took a firmer grip on Gary's ass, then thrust hard and deep. Gary lifted his ass higher, pushing back onto Mark's rigid cock. A low groan slipped through Gary's lips as he felt his ass filled with Mark's cock. Mark grunted as he drove the length of his cock deep into Gary's dark hole. The blood pounded within his shaft and he could feel the cum beginning to bubble along his cock. Gary whimpered as he felt his Dad's cock stiffening inside him, swelling and stretching his burning asshole even further. Marks' cock began to jerk and Gary could feel hot waves of cum spraying against the tender walls of his ass. The as the hot cum splashed against the tender walls of his bowel, Gary felt his own cock begin to jerk and thick strings of sperm sprayed over his belly and the front of his thighs. He groaned as his heavy balls emptied onto the floor, the spurts splashing from his cock in time to the stinging jets sprayed from Mark's thick cock into his ass.

Mark's cock slowly softened and slid out of Gary's bruised and tender anus. Looking down, Mark could see smears of cum and filth from his son's ass, spread along the shaft. The plopping sound of Mark's cock head slipping out of Gary's aching asshole sounded loud, over Gary's sobs of pleasure and pain. Mark watched as a thick glob of his cum oozed out of his son's slowly closing asshole and slid down the inside of his thigh. Without speaking, Mark stood up and left the room, closing the bedroom door behind him, leaving Gary to the realisation that he had just given his virgin ass to his father.



Daddy's Boy Ch. 01



I had just started my first year of college and was living away from my family for the first time. The deal with my parents was that I could go to an interstate college on the condition that I got a part time job that could cover my rent and my living expenses. I found myself a great little studio apartment a short bus ride from campus and a job waiting tables at a restaurant within walking distance of home. It was my first time living in a big city and it was great. College during the day, work 4 nights a week, party the rest of the time.

Growing up in a small town was pretty dull. But I was making up for it now I was in the city. Living alone meant I was free to bring a guy home who I met in a club, or invite one over who I met online. As an 18 year old college boy with a penchant for older guys, I was having a lot of fun. At least it was fun until the restaurant closed.

With no savings, the impact of losing my job was felt immediately. Within a few weeks I was behind in my rent and had many unpaid bills. I applied for jobs everywhere but no one was hiring. My alcohol fuelled nights of partying and clubs had stopped and I was unable to see my friends as often. It was Saturday night and my friends were out having fun without me. I couldn't sleep so I figured I would chat online to pass the time and perv on some guys profiles.

I logged in and entered the chatroom for my city. Being so late at night there weren't many guys online and the room was pretty quiet. Just as I was about to quit, a message appeared, "any boys 18-22 wanna earn some extra $$ message me." I figured it was just some guy after an escort or something. I could never do that, the thought of being felt up by someone I'm not attracted to makes me cringe. Nevertheless, I was desperately in need of money and couldn't face the humiliation of having to move back home. I decided to flick him a message.

"Hi."

"Hey boy, what's your name? You want to earn some good money on a regular basis?"

"I'm Tommy. I'm interested. What does it involve?" I enquired.

"Well Tommy, why don't you come over and we can discuss it further? If it works out, you can regularly bank over $200 for a half hours work easy. No pressure."

"I'm downtown, 328 Main St." he added.

Downtown is over 5 miles away and the buses have stopped for the night. "Sorry man, maybe another time, I'm flat broke and can't afford the cab."

"No problem, jump in a cab and I'll give you $50 just for coming over, even if you decide not to take up the offer. Apartment 1706, I'll buzz you up when you get here. What do you say?"

I don't know whether it was because I was curious or if it's just that desperate times called for desperate measures, but I agreed to meet him. I threw on a pair of jeans and a t shirt and called a cab. I had just enough money to get me there. I hope he is serious about the 50 bucks or it'll be a long walk home.

The cab ride over was a mixture of excitement and fear. It's 2am and I'm sitting in a taxi on the way to a stranger's place. I didn't even know what he looked like. I never do this sort of thing, in fact I've never met a guy online before without hours of chatting and picture swapping first. "What am I getting myself into?" I thought as I stared out the window of the cab into the dark night.

The cab dropped me off and sped away, leaving me alone in the cool air on the doorstep of an enormous apartment tower. All the towers downtown were massive, thirty to forty stories most of them. I punched 1706 into the keypad and waited nervously. A loud buzz rang out and a pair of glass doors slid open. I stepped inside and looked around. A lift bell dinged and the doors of the lift also slid open automatically. I entered the lift and floor 17 lit up as the doors closed behind me. I was whisked up to the 17th floor and the doors slid open again with a ding. I stepped out looking for 1706 when I noticed one door was already being held open. In the doorway stood a tall, mature, muscular man in a singlet and gym shorts. At least I was relieved to see he was attractive.

"Hi Tommy." he said in a friendly tone, "come on in. I'm Brad by the way."

He held the door open as I walked inside and he closed the door behind me. His apartment was impressive, modern and quite large, much larger than my tiny place. I followed him into the kitchen slash dining room, making small talk about my trip over as he poured me a glass of wine. "Here you go, take a seat." I sat in a chair next to the kitchen bench while Brad hoisted himself up onto the edge of the bench. "So tell me Tommy, why did you decide to come over tonight?"

"I dunno..." I stumbled. "I lost my job and need money I guess." I was nervous and my eyes darted around, desperately trying to avoid eye contact.

"Well Tommy, I want you to know I wasn't lying when I said you can make over $200 for a half hours work." He said as he leaned back a bit and spread his thighs apart some more. With his thighs spread, I could see up his small gym shorts that he wasn't wearing underwear. His balls and the head of his cock were clearly visible. I squirmed a little in my chair as my own cock swelled a little. Brad looked to be in his mid 40's, but was a very handsome man for his age, a nice face and short brown hair. His skin was tanned and his body was muscled, with his legs and forearms covered in light brown hair. 

"How old are you Tommy?"

"18 Sir."

"So you're a freshman and you have no money to pay bills. I understand. I was once just like you, only a long time ago. I'm 58 now." I was surprised to hear he was 58. He looked mid 40's I thought. His arms were very muscular, even if sagging a little and his legs even more strong. His calves were easily bigger than my thighs. His thighs were thick, he must work out every day. I wondered if he was a bodybuilder in his younger days. He wasn't ripped anymore, but still cut a mighty fine figure as he sat there on the edge of the kitchen bench.

"When I was your age," he continued, "there was no such thing as the internet. Not even DVD. I started out in porn when I dropped out in senior year and I've worked in the industry on and off ever since really. Then as I got older and the internet came along and the roles for feature films dried up. I wasn't even making that good money anyway, certainly not enough to pay for all this. That's when I decided I had to evolve, don't get bitter, get better as they say. Do you follow me?"

I didn't really follow him. Was does 'get better' mean? But I nodded mutely in agreement.

"I had to find a niche industry that had big demand and space for someone like me. Then I realised that gay porn is always twinks or muscle studs, but the older-younger genre has big demand and low supply. So then I started DaddysBoys, which is why I've invited you here tonight. All around the world are guys who want to see boys like you sucking and riding on cocks like mine and they're willing to pay you good money to watch it happen."

I should have been horrified at the idea, how could I possibly have sex on camera? But the wine was beginning to have an effect and I was intrigued, almost a little excited.

"Follow me and I'll show you more."

I followed him into a bedroom, except that all it contained was a king size bed, with two side tables and lamps. Other than that it was not a bedroom at all. At the foot of the bed stood a video camera on a tripod, which was connected to a laptop sitting on a table in the corner of the room. Also on that table sat another, smaller, hand held camera. Either side of the tripod stood 2 stage lights on stands. It was a very simple set, not at all what I thought a porno studio would be.

"This room is basically the entire DaddysBoys studio right here Tommy. Each show is a 30 minute live webcast, so there is no recording, no editing, I just hit start on the laptop and when we are done, I hit end. Here is how it all works, at 7pm the members sign in to watch a 5 minute teaser. That's 5 minutes of you rolling around on the bed, reading magazines, undressing, maybe play with yourself a little or some toys, basically trying to get the viewer horny and wanting more. Then, if they like what they see they can watch the rest of the show for a fee. For each viewer who pays the fee, you will get one dollar, at the end they can also leave you a tip. A good performer can easily make three, four hundred dollars for a scene."

"What does a scene involve exactly?"

"Good question. After the teaser, the daddy, me, enters the shot and stands at the side of the bed. About 5 to 10 minutes of oral then follows, followed by doggy and then you riding cock. I use a handheld camera for some close up penetration shots. Finally there's the money shot where you kneel on the floor in front of the camera and take a load. Here you need to look slutty to get good tips. If you don't like cum, take it on the face instead of the mouth, just look like you're enjoying it. Would you be ok with all that?"

"I.. .I think so..." I muttered sheepishly.

"Good. And look, if you're popular with the audience, in the future we can shoot special scenes, threesomes, gangbangs, whatever you like. I forgot to ask, you are gay right? I assume so, since I found you in a gay chat room?"

"Yes Sir."

"And you're a bottom? Can you handle cock in you? It's a live show, so I can't afford you freaking out on me when my cock starts to open you up."

"Yes Sir, a total bottom." I was beginning to feel less nervous and more excited at the idea of being fucked by Brad in front of an audience.

"Do you think this is some work that you might be interested in Tommy? "

"Sure." I shrugged, with a slight smile on my face, my cock swelling at the thought.

"Great, well there's a few other things to go over before we go any further. First off, I need you do strip off, so I can see what I'm working with here."

I nervously flipped of my shoes and pulled my shirt off over my head, revealing my torso. Brad nodded in agreement at what he saw. Then I unbuckled my jeans and dropped them to the floor, together with my underwear and stepped out of them, freeing my semi hard cock.

"Nice." Grinned Brad, "Already hard. That's a good sign." He spent the next minute or so walking around me, his eyes walking over my naked body. My skin was lightly tanned all over, except for wear my speedos covered. My calves had a very light coating of hair, and other than that my body was smooth. My chest was naturally smooth and my pubes clean shaven. "I think Daddy might have a new favourite boy." said Brad as he slapped my ass.

"I just need a quick photo of you for the site to promo your scene. Hop up on the bed and pose for me." I climbed onto the bed and kneeled in front of the camera, my butt sitting on my heels. I grabbed the base of my erect cock in one hand and looked straight down the camera. Click. "Perfect." said Brad from behind the camera. "All done! Follow me, get dressed later."

I followed him back out to the living room, still naked. "You have a real fine body kid, you could make plenty and get yourself a place just like this. Check out that view, no studio near college will give you a view like that." Said Brad, as he opened the door to the balcony. "Go on, don't be shy."

"But, Like this?" I asked, pointing at my naked self.

"Relax kid, it's two thirty in the morning, everyone is asleep. I'll come join you in a second."

I stepped out onto the dark balcony and lent on to the rail. The view was spectacular. 17 floors up. It was so quiet, but for some night traffic below. I gazed over the windows of surrounding apartment blocks. Even at this hour, the flicker of television screens lit up some windows. My already hard cock twitched at the thought that someone may be watching me. 

"That's quite some view isn't it?" said a voice quietly. I turned around to see Brad standing in the light of the doorway, completely naked, his cock erect and pointing to the stars, glistening with a coating of lube. I stared and admired his naked 6 foot body. His muscled shoulders, with large smooth pecs. His torso. He didn't have a six pack, but his stomach was flat. He looked so strong. Much stronger than my slender 5 foot 8 frame. I wanted him so bad.

He walked towards me and put a finger to his lips. "Shhhhh... don't want to wake the neighbors." 

He placed his large hands on my shoulders and gently turned me around, so I facing the balcony railing again. I reached out and held the railing nervously with both hands as he stood behind me, he reached around and caressed my smooth chest with his hands, I could feel his rock hard cock against my ass. He reached down between my thighs and spread my legs apart slightly, moving my legs back towards him as well. The he leaned in and whispered into my ear "Gotta be sure you can handle my 8 inches before we put you on camera."

With that he placed a hand between my shoulders and gently bent me over slightly toward the railing, while his other hand gripped the base of his cock and positioned the head against my hole. I gripped the railing tightly in anticipation as he began to slowly push inside me. The initial sharp pain as he forced himself in me quickly subsided to pleasure as he pushed further inside me. I had never been fucked standing up before and I certainly never been fucked on a balcony where people may be watching.

With half his cock now invading my tight hole, Brad moved both his hands to hold my waist, just above my hips, and began to gently thrust. His hands were so big they almost circled my entire waist. With each thrust he pushed further and further inside me until I could feel that the full 8 inches were inside. He drove the full length of his cock into me and held it there, filling me up. He pulled me close and kissed my shoulder, neck and then licked my ear before whispering "How does it feel to have Daddy's big cock inside you? I bet you can't wait to be one of Daddy's Boys." I could only manage a muffled murmur as I reached an arm over my shoulder, pulling his head closer for a wet, passionate kiss.

Brad bent me further over until my chin rested on the railing between my hands. He grabbed my hips again and began fucking me much harder. With each thrust he would withdraw almost all his cock before driving it home again, hard enough for his balls to slap against me. The pleasure was intense and I began to moan louder until Brad reached forward and covered my mouth with his hand. The assault on my ass continued as Brad's breath got faster and faster and I could tell he was about to come. He pulled me from the railing and held me close against his body, still covering my mouth, while his other arm wrapped tightly around my torso. He bit into my shoulder to muffle his owns groans as he thrust one last time deep inside my hole and held it there, almost trying to go even deeper. His body shuddered and he breathed rapidly, as his twitching cock shot its load deep inside me. His orgasm seemed to last an eternity, his cock still twitching after what felt like several minutes.

He held me close like that for a few minutes while he caught his breath, his softening cock still deep in my hole, when he whispered into my ear, "You are one tight little slut. We are going to be very good together." His cock slipped out of me and he turned and walked inside. I followed him inside and he grabbed a towel and began to wipe the sweat of his muscled body. He handed me fifty bucks and said, "Go home and get some sleep boy, be back here at six thirty tomorrow night. We got a big night ahead of us."



Daddy's Boy Forever



I wanted to write this down so people could understand how a situation like mine gets started, it's not at all what you might think. I go to community college and live at home with my mom and dad. I figure why pay forty thousand dollars a year to get credits I can get at community college for next to nothing? I plan to transfer to the university as a junior.

I've had a couple of serious girlfriends over the years, but I always broke it off before the heavy 'I love you' phase. Sexually, to be honest, I'd rather jack off. Having a vivid and creative imagination is kind of a curse in that way, because in my head I can have all kinds of wild sex without any consequences.

I know it wont shock you when I say I love porn. I could float through a whole day of tedious bullshit if I knew I was going to the adult book store to pick up a DVD that night. My favorites were always the oral videos. I could watch girls suck dick for hours. I especially like it when three or four guys are being sucked off by one girl. There was one part in one of my DVDs that really got me off. I used to watch it over and over, sometimes in slow motion. This girl had two cocks in her mouth and they kind of slipped out. She held them pressed together, and then rubbed the wet, hard cocks against each other for a while before she put them back in her mouth. Something about those cocks rubbing together drove me nuts. 

That was how I realized that I craved cock. I'd never really thought about it, but I think when I watched the oral videos I was mentally putting myself in the place of the girl. I was fantasizing about sucking cock! And not just that, I wanted to eat cum and get fucked in the ass too. I wanted the full treatment. I found myself looking at the bulges in the front of men's pants on the street. It was like a fever or something, I had to have it.

I knew a couple of gay guys at school, but I quickly ruled them out. They were girly, which didn't appeal to me at all. If I was going to be fucked by a man, I wanted it to be a big, burly, manly man. I even stole a pair of my mom's lacy panties and wore them all day sometimes. I had no idea how to find a man like the one I wanted, I was too young to get into a bar, and I wasn't about to meet some stranger from the internet. I was stuck, and meanwhile my craving for cock grew.

One night when I had the house to myself I decided to try on a different pair of my mom's panties. My parents were at my grandma's house, and I knew they wouldn't be back until late, so I went into their room and opened up their hamper. I reached in and immediately recoiled when my hand hit something wet. It was my father's handkerchief. He carried it wherever he went. I lifted it with two fingers and dropped it on the floor. As I continued looking through the clothes a thought occurred to me: My dad didn't have a cold.

I was suddenly in a delirium. I picked up the handkerchief, and when I smelled it, my cock throbbed. It was covered in my father's cum. There was a big glob on it and before I could think, I licked it off and was swirling it around in my mouth. My cock strained at my underwear. I licked as much off of it as I could, and then held it up against my face, inhaling the scent. I opened the front of my pants and started jacking off right there in my parent's bedroom. I'd never come so hard in my life.

I was immediately filled with a burning shame. Had I just eaten my father's cum? The idea made me dizzy.

I cleaned up with some tissues and took the hanky with me back to my room. I had to keep it. I put it with the panties in a bag in the back of my closet. After that I couldn't look at my father the same way. It was like I was seeing him with new eyes. He was taller than me, about six-one, and had salt and pepper hair cut short. He was clean shaven and had a look of supreme confidence in his eyes. He had a small pot belly, and when I'd seen him in his undershirt I'd noticed quite a bit of hair on his chest and arms. All the things that should've made him seem old or unattractive, like the hair or his slight paunch, seemed charge with an intense sexual energy now.

For the next week all I could think about was my dad. Anytime I was even remotely close to him physically, I would get butterflies in my stomach and trip over my words. I knew that I would never actually get to do anything with him, he was my father after all, but I felt like if I didn't I would go crazy. I couldn't think straight around him.

Not long after this my mom had to go out of town for a teacher's conference. My father and I would be alone for five days, and I knew I couldn't let the opportunity pass. At the very least I wanted to get a peek at his cock. The night he had to take her to the airport I shoved three gym socks into my toilet and flushed, jamming it. I let some water go on the floor, and even got the plunger wet so it would look like I'd tried to fix it. When my dad got home I told him my toilet was stopped. "I guess I'll have to use yours for awhile."

"You try the plunger?" He asked.

"Yeah of course."

"If it's still stuck tomorrow I'll call a plumber." He said. 

We ate dinner together and laughed about how we were bachelors now that mom was gone. He even winked at me, which got me all flustered. After dinner we watched a little TV together before he said he was tired and was going to get ready for bed. He said good night and I watched him go down the hall to his room. I waited a few minutes before I got up the courage to follow him. I knocked on the half-open bedroom door. "Can I use the bathroom?" I called out.

"Oh, sure. Come on in." He said. I walked past the bed to the bathroom, where he was standing in front of the mirror in his undershirt, brushing his teeth. I stood there awkwardly for a moment. "Go on." He said. "Don't let me stop you."

I didn't have to pee, so he would've known I was faking if I stood in front of the toilet and nothing hit the water. I took a breath and pulled down my pants and underwear and sat on the toilet. He glanced at me in the mirror and raised his eyebrows. He spit and rinsed and said he'd give me some privacy, but when he left he didn't close the door behind him. 

From where I was sitting I could see the big mirror on the nightstand which gave me a clear view into the bedroom. My dad was at his dresser and got out a pair of pajama bottoms which he tossed on the bed. He looked up and saw me staring at him in the mirror before he turned away and went toward his closet. My heart began to race as he pulled off his pants and boxers. I had a clear view of his ass, and my dick was growing. He had his hand down in front of him, and I could swear he was messing with himself, but it only lasted a second. Then, slowly, he turned to get the pajama bottoms off the bed.

I could see everything. His cock was thick and uncut and much darker than his skin, and it curved down below his balls. He held the pajama bottoms up as if inspecting them, which gave me all the time in the world to savor the sight of his thick tool. I was at full attention. He took a long time putting on the pants, and he knew I could see him. He took so long that I thought he might be showing me his cock on purpose.

My mouth was watering and I was sweating. That beautiful cock! I had it locked in my mind now. I got up and flushed the toilet. "Thanks dad." I said, rushing past him. I went to my room and barely touched myself before I exploded. 

That night I couldn't sleep. I kept thinking about that cock! I had his handkerchief pressed against my face as I lay in bed, and I was reveling in the musky smell and the image in my memory. Every noise I heard that night sent my head spinning. Was he coming to my room? Did he know what I wanted? I was sure that he had exposed himself to me intentionally.

By the next morning I had regained a little of my composure. I figured that the idea that he had deliberately shown me his cock was ridiculous. It was all in my mind. I went into the kitchen in my underwear, and my dad was there in his bathrobe, reading the paper and drinking coffee. I said good morning and poured myself some cereal. I sat across from him and began to eat. After a while he looked at me over his paper. "Hey, I meant to ask you," he said, "have you seen my red handkerchief?"

My stomach did a summersault and I looked at him red-faced. "Your handkerchief?"

"Yeah, my handkerchief. It's been missing for over a week. I put it in the hamper and it just disappeared."

I looked at him like he was crazy. "No I haven't seen your handkerchief." I said.

He chuckled. "Okay, I just thought I'd ask." He stood up and took his coffee cup to the sink and I noticed that his robe was untied. He put the cup down and as he turned toward me it fell open for a moment and I saw the object of my desire. From where I was sitting I could've reached out and touched it, it was that close. He looked at me as he closed his robe and tied his belt. "Time for my shower." He said. As he passed me he put a hand on my shoulder. I was stunned. It was intentional. It had to be.

I heard the water start and I knew what I was supposed to do. My hands were shaking as I walked through the bedroom. I stopped at the open bathroom door and knocked on the door jamb. "Dad? Can I use the toilet?"

"Yeah, sure." He said over the sound of the water.

I walked in and looked at my dad in the glass enclosed shower. He had his back to me and was soaping up his front. I pulled my underwear down and sat on the toilet. I couldn't take my eyes off his glistening skin. He slowly turned around and there it was. His cock was fully erect now, and covered in soap. He had his eyes closed and his head tilted back into the stream. I was instantly hard, and I had no way to hide it if he looked at me. The head of my cock was straining at the skin and I was actually afraid it might split. I stared at my father's beautiful, hard, soapy cock and a whipmer came out of my mouth. He kept his head back and reached forward and grasped his huge member, giving it a couple of strokes. I was panting loudly, and I realized I couldn't control it, so I ran out of the room. 

It was too much, I couldn't take it. Without even touching myself I came in the hall before I reached my room. I was shaking as I cleaned up the mess on the carpet. I got dressed quickly and left for school early. I was totally freaked out. 

I went through the day in a kind of daze, I don't remember any of it. I had seen my father's cock, fully erect, right in front of me, and he had stroked it knowing I was there. It was more than a boy could handle. 

When I got home that evening my dad was sitting in the living room watching TV. I said hi and he looked at me with a smile. He was sitting in the middle of the couch in his undershirt and work slacks. "Come over here and sit next to me on the couch." He said, rubbing a spot beside him. "We need to have a heart to heart." I sat down and my leg pressed against his. He didn't move, he just turned off the TV and looked at me. "You know I fixed your toilet this morning while you were asleep. I know you stopped it up on purpose. I also know that you took my handkerchief. I found it two days ago in your closet. Let's communicate. What's it all about?"

"I don't know." I said. "I guess I'm sick. I'm like, obsessed with you, but I'm your son. I know it's wrong but I can't help it." I was on the verge of crying. 

He put his big hand on my knee and gave it a squeeze. "It's okay." He said. "I'm really flattered to tell you the truth."

"You like it?"

He laughed. "Honestly, I've been thinking about you alot lately too, it's been making me crazy." He looked at me and shook his head. "I think we need to face the facts here. We both want the same thing so what are we going to do about it? Are we gonna keep denying it? Why? Because society says we have to? Well society isn't here is it? It's just you and me here, and we're all alone. We can both keep a secret right? Son, your mother and I stopped having sex a long time ago. I don't know why. I was ready to leave her over it, but I didn't want to leave her 'cause that would mean leaving you too. I couldn't do that. I love you."

"I love you too dad."

"We can make each other very happy, we just have to keep it a secret, that's all. From your mother and from everyone else too. No one can ever, ever know."

I shuddered at his words. "I need it daddy." I blubbered.

"I know you do baby." He said, putting his hand in my hair.

"You can do whatever you want to me daddy, I'm yours." I said.

"I want you to touch daddy's cock." he said. I reached over and started rubbing his hard cock through his pants. He slowly unbuckled his belt and opened up his slacks. When he pulled his boxers down his massive dick sprang up. I wrapped my hand around it and felt it's warmth. I squeezed as he pulled my head back and kissed me. His face felt rough and my heart was in my eardrums as his tongue entered my mouth. I began to slowly stroke his bulbous cock, amazed at it's thickness. I looked down at it and knew I had to have it in my mouth. 

Daddy kept his hand on the back of my head as I slid off the couch and kneeled down in front of him. Not wanting to rush, I pressed my lips against the base of his cock. I could feel the hair of his balls against my chin. I licked slowly, all the way up to the glistening tip. there was a drop of precum that I licked away before I went all the way around the head with my tongue. I teased it a little bit, getting it nice and wet before I finally sucked it all the way down. I almost choked when his head probed into my throat, but I managed to keep control.

"Aghhhh!" He cried. "That's it, that's daddy's little boy!" With his hard dick in my mouth I looked up and him with puppydog eyes and nodded yes. As I continued slurping and sucking I realized that this was my father, the man who taught me how to ride a bike and made pancakes every Christmas morning. Now we were sharing something deeper, something animal. 

Both my hands were wrapped around his cock and I was licking up streams of precum. Time seemed to be standing still, and I had to concentrate to keep from coming in my pants. Daddy pressed my head down and I relaxed my neck muscles, letting him fuck my face as my tongue ran all over his massive tool.

Suddenly he pulled my head away and told me to get up. "Take your clothes off and go get on my bed." He ordered. I stripped on the way, leaving a trail of clothes on the floor. He was close behind me taking off his clothes too. 

I climbed onto his big bed and looked back at him. I was on all fours and I arched my back. "You can do whatever you want to me daddy." I said. "Anything!"

He was naked and I kept my eyes glued to his hard cock as he went into the bathroom. He came out with a bottle of lotion. "I'm going to teach you how to fuck so you can be daddy's boy forever." he said.

He put one of his meaty hands on my ass cheek and spread cool lotion up my crack. He slid a finger into me and worked it back and forth. "Just relax." He said. I started fucking his finger but he pulled it out and put some more lotion on. He grabbed onto my other ass cheek and spread me open as he got into position. I felt the tip push slowly against my tight little hole. A cock, my daddy's cock, was now entering me. I took a deep breath and pushed myself back against it. There was pain, a lot of pain really, but I wanted to please my daddy so I kept pushing. He stopped me and pulled out a little bit and then plunged deeper. He did it again and the pain evaporated. Suddenly I was rocking back and forth on his beautiful, curved dick.

"OH DADDY!" I shouted. He pushed harder and harder until I felt his balls hitting me. He was fully fucking me now, all the way in and all the way out. He grunted loudly as he pounded away at my ass. "FUCK ME DADDY! PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE FUCK ME! FUCK ME DADDY FUCK ME DADDY FUCK ME DADDY!" I rocked and grinded as he pulled me in tight by the shoulder. I turned my head and kissed his hand as he pumped into me.

"Now you're gonna eat my cum." He said. He pulled out, and as I turned around he was wiping his dick off on the sheets. I took hold of his cock with one hand and my own with the other. I slipped it into my mouth and bobbed my head up and down a few times, savoring the feeling. Then I held his fat cock-head in my mouth and began jacking him off fast, with my tongue making little circles on the tip. He grabbed onto my head with both hands and came in thick hot spurts that filled my mouth. I swalled and swalled as he pressed my head down. I exploded then too, and it sprayed up and hit me in the face, with a drop or two landing on daddy's hairy thigh.

We collapsed in a sweaty heap, both laughing and breathing hard. We fucked four more times that night in a sort of hypnotic state. My daddy seemed to have a never ending supply of hot cum.

This all happened a year ago, and since then we've had sex every chance we get. Sometimes he is very loving and gentle, and other times he treats me like a whore. I like both. We are very happy in our secrecy, and mom doesn't suspect a thing. Sometimes he even sneaks into my bed at night while she's sleeping. Lately we've been talking about leaving her and getting a place together, just the two of us. I would happily live with him as his sex toy and be my daddy's boy forever.



Daddy's Boy Has To Be Punished



We always knew there was a chance we'd get caught, that was part of the turn on for us. Zack and liked the thrill of it. Giving each other head in the showers after basketball practice had become one of our favorite things to do. But today things changed. 

We thought everyone had left, so we got to business. Zack was really doing a job on my hard cock, sucking like his life depended on it; while using his finger to massage and probe at my tight virgin asshole. I could feel it building up, about to explode, then.....coach walked in and ruined everything. We knew we were in for it. But to our surprise coach just told us to get dressed and go home. 

By the time I was half way home my balls were really starting hurt, and all I wanted to do was get to the safety of my room and jerk off. I knew that wasn't going to happen when I pulled in the driveway. My dad stood in the front door, belt in hand. As I got out of the car I heard him yell "Jason get you ass in this house right now!" I knew coach had called and told my father what he had seen. 

"So my 18 year old son thinks its ok to let another boy suck his cock. Well not in this house it's not, and now you have to be taught a lesson. Strip!" 

I couldn't believe my ears, I hadn't been spanked in a few years, and now at 18 I was to go through the humiliation all over again. I did as I was told though; there I stood in the middle of the living room butt naked and somewhat turned on. 

I took my normal position behind the couch, hands griping the back and feet spread about 2ft apart. Almost instantly I felt the first of many strikes of the belt on my ass. The sting was horrific, shooting from my ass to my thighs. 19 more followed, then my father decided to switch to his hand. Each crack was harder than the last, and my ass was on fire. Finally he finished, but then he began to gently run his hand over it, as if to make sure there was enough heat where he had beaten me. The soft touch of his hand was more than I could handle and my young cock began to harden, while my balls begged for some release. I wanted to hide it from my dad, but due to the way I was standing there was no hope of that happening. Then I felt my father's hand wrapping around my now stiff cock, lightly squeezing it, forcing a low moan out of my throat. What happened next took me by surprise.

In a low, raspy voice my dad whispered into my ear "Maybe I should give my little boy what he really wants. Maybe I should let him be a fagot. But you'll be my little fagot, my bitch. You'd like that wouldn't you J.J.?" 

All the while he was pumping my cock with a skilled hand, it felt so good that without even thinking I responded "Yes Daddy. God yes." 

I heard the zipper come down and the sound of his pants falling to the floor. Was this really happening? Was my daddy really going to take my boy cherry? Oh God did I want him to, no I need him to. I felt his finger being to make its' way in my ass while my father mumbled something about how tight I was and how he couldn't wait to fuck me like the fagot I am. This just turned me on even more. I knew it was wrong but I didn't care, I wanted it.

Daddy bent me almost completely over the back of the couch and instructed me to spread my ass checks. As I did I felt him spit on my tight little hole and then heard him lube his cock with some more. He walked around to the front of the couch and told me to get a good look at the cock that was about to fuck the shit out of me. I looked up to see my father's huge member staring me in the face. It had to be at least 9inches long and the width of 3 fingers. I was a bit frightened at first, and daddy knew it, it pleased him greatly. 

"I know it looks big J.J., but after the first few minutes you'll get used to it. But I have to tell you I'm not planning on being gentle." 

I already knew that, but I didn't really care. With that said he took his place behind me and I felt the head of his enormous cock press against my little hole. In one quick motion daddy forced his whole length inside me while I screamed in pain. My screams only seemed to make him go faster and harder, pounding my ass with all his might it seemed. But the pain had started to fade and without realizing it I began to pick up his rhythm and fucked him back. 

"That's right. I knew my little boy wanted this. You like having you daddy's big, fat cock pumping in and out of your ass. That's it my little fagot, fuck daddy back like a good bitch." 

And that's what I did, as if begging him to ravage me even more so. All of a sudden his pace quickened and he began pounding me with everything he had, I knew he was about to come. 

"I'm going to cum fagot, I'm going to fill your ass with my hot load. Tell daddy how bad you him cum, tell him." 

Without hesitation I began to beg him for it, telling him how good it felt and how badly I wanted to feel his cock spurt in my tight ass. This sent him over the edge and in a few seconds I could feel the explosion of cum over loading my hole. The warmth was incredible, and I wanted so bad to be able to cum too. Daddy finished and pulled his semi-hard cock from my leaking asshole.

Daddy walked over to his recliner and sat down. He told me to sit on the couch and relax for a second. After sitting Daddy said that if I wanted to cum now was my chance. He wanted me to jerk off for him. So, I started stroking my already hard cock until I felt I was ready to cum. 

"I'm going to cum for you Daddy, just like you wanted. You're little boy is gonna cum for you." Before I had the chance daddy jumped up and grabbed a cup that was sitting on the table next to me. 

"Fill it with your cum bitch." I did as I was told.

"That's a good boy, now I want you to drink it, drink your own juice." 

Truthfully I was grossed out by it, but daddy said that if I wanted to be his little fagot I had to, and to get used to it, because I was going to be drinking a lot of it. Not just my own either, I was going to be enjoying his on a daily bases as well. So I drank it, and said thank you. 

Daddy and I have had a lot more fun together since then, sometimes Zack was allowed to join in too. I'm so glad I got caught that day. 



Daddy's Breeder



Mara dropped her school bag by the front door and slid out of her uniform black shoes. It had been a long week of final exams and Mara was tired of everything she had to deal with at school. She was 18 years old and about to graduate from high school. Depending on her grades of the exams she had just taken. She hoped her exam scores were good enough to get her into the Biochemistry course she wanted in University. 

The Catholic school she currently attended pushed her hard, but she knew it would pay off in the long run. Her schools colours were green and blue. Her short plaid skirt was folded over at the top so that it was shorter than it should be. It showed off her long tanned legs and gorgeous ass. She also wore a pressed white blouse, buttoned only high enough so that it showed her ample cleavage. Her socks were a navy blue and came up just past her knee. 

Mara had been the school slut until her father, Jacob, got wind of it through the grapevine. Now he made sure his was the only cock she rode, and he made sure she rode it often. She had no complaints. She loved her dad madly and loved being his little girl. 

Mara looked up the stairs inquisitively. "Daddy?" she called out. "Daddy! I'm home!" She heard some muffled talking coming from the living room so she went to investigate. Mara rounded the corner of the hallway and pushed open the door to the closed off living room. She saw her farther sitting on the sofa and opposite him was a man whose face she recognized but she couldn't place a name to. 

"Dad?" She walked to the front of the couch, only then noticing that her Dad's pants were unzipped and he was stroking his cock. Mara widened her eyes at her dad and then looked at the other man sitting opposite him. 

"Am I interrupting something, Daddy?" She glanced down at his cock. 

"No, not at all, honey." He continued to stroke his cock. "This is Xavier. He moved in a couple weeks ago across the street with his wife." 

Mara looked over at Xavier and realized he was massaging his crotch, though his pants were still zipped up. He smiled at her. Mara smiled back quickly before looking at her dad again. 

"Sweetie, come sit on your Daddy's cock and show our neighbour what a good little slut you are." Jacob looked up at his daughter and raised his eyebrow. 

Mara grinned at her dad. She didn't quite understand what was going on, but she knew she would love to feel his cock inside her cunt right now. Mara never wore underwear under he skirt. It started when she first lost her virginity. Someone made a joke that she should give easier access - so she did. 

She walked up to her dad and straddled him while facing him. She lifted up one leg and ran her hand down her smooth thigh, looking back at their neighbour who now had his cock out of his pants and was stroking his rather large hard-on. He was focused on her and looked rather stern. Mara bit her lower lip and looked back at her Dad. She slid down on his cock and moaned softly. 

"That's it, baby. Ride my cock in front of Xavier." 

"Oooh...yes, Daddy." Mara leaned back and pumped her Daddy's cock inside her pussy. She tossed her long blond hair back and grabbed her breasts. 

Xavier stroked his large cock vigorously looking at his friend get fucked by his daughter. "Dirty little slut...fucking your daddy's cock..." mumbled Xavier. 

Mara moved her hips rhythmically along her dad's cock, her pussy coating every inch of it. Jacob had his hands cupped on his daughters smooth ass as she rode him. He brought one hand up to the back of her neck and grabbed her hair firmly. He started pumping into his daughter from beneath her, making her moan even louder. 

"Mmm...Daddy..." 

Mara pumped her slit against her Daddy and began to cum on his cock, moaning even louder. 

"That's it, baby. Take Daddy's cock in your tight little cunt. Daddy has something a little different in store for you today, baby girl." Jacob moved his daughter off his cock and pushed her down onto her knees on the floor of the living room. He motioned for Xavier to approach them. 

Xavier stood, dropping his pants and boxers to the ground and bringing his t-shirt over his head, revealing a smooth muscular chest. Mara looked over at Xavier from her place on the floor and bit her lower lip. She was going to get both of them today and she knew it. Xavier stroked his cock as he approached Jacob and Mara eagerly. 

Mara tossed her blond hair to the side and looked up at the two men standing in front of her. "You want me, don't you?" 

Jacob grabbed his daughters hair roughly. "Let's see how you talk with a mouth full of balls, slut." 

Xavier approached his neighbours daughter and brought his cock down to her mouth, grabbing her head and forcing her mouth onto it. Jacob moved behind his daughter and teased her clit with his cock before shoving it into her cunt once more. He brought her hips against his cock as Xavier forced his daughter to suck his cock. 

"Dirty little whore. Pleasing two men." Jacob growled at her. 

He stuck his thumb into his daughters ass and massaged it. Then he brought his cock out of his daughters pussy and slowly began to pump her ass with his cock. Xavier was busy fucking Mara's mouth. 

"I'm going to fucking cum in your ass you little slut." Jacob grabbed his daughters hair again and began ramming into her ass. All Mara could do was moan loudly on Xaviers cock as he fucked her mouth harder and harder. Jacob let out a loud grunt as he came in his daughters ass. As he pulled out, cum began to drip down her inner thigh. 

"Xavier, I want you to fuck my daughter, now." Jacob smacked his daughters ass and teased her clit with his still hard cock. Xavier didn't have to be told twice. He approached Mara's dripping wet pussy and plunged his cock in to the hilt. "Oh yeah...you're such a tight little slut" He grabbed onto her hips as he pounded into her wet cunt. Jacob grabbed his daughters hair and shoved his still hard cock into her mouth. "You like how you taste, whore?" 

Xavier spanked Mara's ass sharply as he drove his cock deep inside her. "Such a fucking slut...letting your daddy fuck you and cum in your ass. I know just what to do with dirty little slut's like you." 

Jacob moved his daughters head along his cock while holding tightly to her hair. He brought her head up briefly "You want us to use you like the little slut you are, don't you?" 

Mara nodded eagerly. She couldn't believe how wet she was. Getting fucked by her Daddy and a stranger at the same time. She knew she would do whatever her Daddy wanted. 

Xavier pounded into her tight cunt harder and harder and Mara knew he would cum soon. She looked wide eyed at her Daddy, but he just brought her head back down to his cock. 

Xavier let out a loud groan. "Oh, you've done it now, you slut. I'm cumming inside you." He grabbed her hips so she wouldn't move, and Jacob held tightly to her hair. 

"Good little slut," said her Daddy. "Getting bred like the fucking whore you are." 

Xavier pumped his seed into his neighbours daughter. "Take all of my seed you little slut" 

Mara's eyes began to tear up a little. Nobody told her this was going to happen. Jacob let go of his daughters hair and held her face in his hands and kissed her on her forehead. 

Xavier pulled out of Mara slowly, making sure that his seed didn't spill out of her pussy. The two men stood up and Xavier walked over to his pants and reached in his pocket, pulling out his wallet. He handed Jacob a wad of bills and the two shook hands. 


"Who knew having an infertile wife would be so fun?" Xavier smirked. 

"I'll give you a call later in the week, Xavier so we can book a session for next week. We'll get you a baby to be proud of." 

Mara sat on the ground pouting and rubbing her belly. "Am I going to have a baby, Daddy?" 

Xavier walked out of the living room, letting himself out and Jacob sat on the couch above his daughter. "Yes, baby. I made a deal with the neighbour to breed you. You're going to have a baby for him and his wife. He going to come by and breed you for the next couple of weeks until we know you're pregnant." 

Mara loved her Daddy and knew he wouldn't do anything to really hurt her. She wasn't sure how she felt about having a baby for someone else. Maybe next time Daddy would give her his seed so she could have his baby. 

She had to admit, though, that she was looking forward to next weeks session with her Daddy and Xavier.



Daddy's Breeding Slut



Ted couldn't pinpoint when exactly he decided to impregnate his daughter. It was probably a culmination of his Catholic upbringing, and his wife's rejection of his sexual advances. Just so you know where he's coming from, a little backstory is necessary. 


Ted grew up in a very Catholic household and went to a strict Catholic school. He was never very religious, but accepted the teachings of the Church without thinking through them much. He had bigger fish to fry, ultimately, and planned to make a success of himself one day. 

He met the love of his life, Sharon, when her family moved onto his street when he was 15. She was 14. Ted was struck by her loveliness as soon as he saw her - her fair, smooth skin, her golden hair, her slight figure - to say nothing of her wide, pale blue eyes. She was the very picture of innocence. After several years of sweet courtship and pursuit, she finally agreed to marry him. 

She was twenty one when they married. She was Catholic, too, and had been taught most of her sexual education by nuns in school. Which basically amounted to, "Don't do it until you're married." She was blissfully ignorant of sex when they married, but thankfully Ted had bits of knowledge about it, mostly culled from what little he could get out of his father, and the lewd gossiping of the boys from school. After a bit of initial fumbling, they had quite a good sex life, as all newlyweds should. 

Ted felt like he was the top of the world. Fresh out of college, he had landed a good job with an esteemed company, and he had just married the most beautiful girl he had ever seen. 

Ted's new-found happiness was short-lived, though. Only two months into their marriage, Sharon announced she was pregnant. Because Sharon was so devout in her religion, she decided their sex life had to go on hiatus while she was pregnant. After all, wasn't it a sin to have sex only for pleasure? It had already done it's job as far as procreation went. Not to mention the fact that her body was now a temple to motherhood, and she didn't want to do anything unchaste with it. Ted and Sharon bickered about this for weeks. Surely his sex life wasn't going to end so soon after it began! 

Finally, he relented. He didn't want to cause her undue stress, especially in her condition. Besides, seeing her happiness at being an expecting mother was almost compensation for his frustration. Almost. He had never really thought of children - he supposed he wanted them, and assumed it was unavoidable - but his company had plenty of room for growth, and he could definitely afford a big family and a big house. 

Ted buried himself in work and soon got promoted. He set about looking for a new house. He was eager to get moved before Sharon's pregnancy advanced too far, and they moved from their makeshift apartment into a beautiful, secluded, spacious 6 bedroom house. 

It was only around Sharon's 6th month of pregnancy that the sexual frustration really hit him hard. Sure, he had been jacking off pretty regularly since his sex life died - but he would simply do it and be done with it for awhile. Now, though, he was watching the changes to his wife's body with great interest and excitement. Her figure had always been slight and lean, and her rounded, taut belly made a sensual contrast. Her breasts, which before were so small they didn't even need a bra, were swelling gradually, and he supposed they could probably fill a B or even C cup now. He was fascinated. She would move about the new nursery in a flimsy nightgown, decorating the room for their coming child, and he would gasp when she moved in front of the window, the sunlight outlining her beautiful new shape. 

He went berzerk. He started masturbating several times a day then. In the shower, at work in the bathroom, sometimes even in bed next to his sleeping wife - all the time imagining her new, plump breasts swinging and shaking as he fucked her, running his hands over her huge belly. As her pregnancy progressed to the ninth month, he became a man obsessed. Sharon complained, only half jokingly, that she never saw him anymore. That was because he was always hidden away somewhere else in the house, pretending to be busy while desperately wanking off. 

Then the unthinkable happened - Sharon died in childbirth. Ted's world collapsed. The baby was fine, but Ted couldn't bring himself to care. Sharon had been his only reason for living, and without her, the baby didn't seem important. Nevertheless, it was his responsibility. He named the healthy baby girl Lucinda, after Sharon's grandmother, called her Lucy for short, hired a full-time nanny and went back to work. 

The woman he hired to take care of Lucy was a godsend. A Russian immigrant, Anouska was proud, strict, disciplined, and responsible. She also took great pity on Ted for having been widowed. He found Anouska through a coworker, whose children were growing up and no longer needed a nanny. She wasn't cheap, Ted's coworker warned, but she was amazing. Ted snapped her up and she was moved in and taking care of Lucy within a week of her birth. 

*****

With Lucy looked after properly, Ted dedicated himself to climbing the corporate ladder. He spent time with Lucy on the weekends, although honestly, he only enjoyed it as she grew older, when he introduced her to tennis, riding horses, and swimming. 

Most of the time, he rarely noticed he had a daughter. He hired private tutors for her and she spent alot of time studying and reading. Occasionally, Anouska came to him with matters such as Lucy needing her first bra, but Ted simply told her to use her best judgement, something that pleased Anouska greatly. 

By the time Lucy was 17, it looked like Ted was going to be able to retire early. Quite early, in fact - at age 40. He decided he most definitely would, and by that time, Lucy would be 18. They could spend some much-needed quality time together. And Anouska would be sent on her way. 

Up until then, Ted hadn't looked at his daughter with lust. She looked almost exactly like her mother, a fact that more often saddened him than aroused him. One day, though, a coworker put an idea in his head as they were chatting around the water cooler. 

His coworker was talking about a recent doctor visit. He was relaying a story his doctor told him about a girl who had come to the hospital pregnant, yet denied ever having had sex. The man thought it was hilarious. "A pregnant virgin, can you imagine? That would be the second time in history, if it were true!" 

A pregnant virgin. Ted mulled it over later that night, in his study. He had been bombarded with images of the Holy Virgin Mary as a child and teenager, and always loved the images where she was heavy with child. She looked so beautiful and sweet and pure - but also, strangely, pregnant, which in all earthly cases besides hers was a telltale sign of sexual intercourse. Thinking about it, was this why he had found his pregnant wife so irresistable? He found himself extremely aroused by this thought, and said to himself, "Damn! What I wouldn't do for a pregnant virgin..." 

He stopped himself in mid-masturbation. Technically, it was possible. A girl's hymen would be intact if she were a virgin, but there had to be holes in it, to allow for menstruation. If blood can get out, semen could get in. Before he knew it, he had jerked all over his lap, thinking of his semen seeping around the hymen of a young virgin who would soon be carrying his child. 

The thought had served it's purpose for that night, and he went to sleep satisfied. But it would haunt him again and again through the months, and he would work himself into a frenzy over it daily. 

One night, he was in his study engaging in his favorite activity - jerking off with thoughts of a pure, chaste pregnant virgin. He noticed he had left his door ajar, but his big mahogony desk would shield Lucy or Anouska from seeing his cock, if they were to peep in. As the crucial moment came upon him, he saw Lucy tiptoe outside his study, probably going to the bathroom. The introduction of this imagery into his fantasy worked its magic on him. He thought of his young, sexually ignorant daughter and her slim, boyish figure, and what she would look like growing huge with his baby - bigger and bigger every month. His orgasm was powerful, and he bit his lips hard to avoid making noise. He was lightheaded, and sat there in a daze, his wasted sperm in his lap. 


When he recovered, he lit a cigar and came to terms with what he had to do. He was going to impregnate his virgin daughter. 

Ted went on early retirement a few days before Lucy's 18th birthday, having made more money than he or she could ever use. Lucy was done with her lessons for the day and was outside swimming. He pulled Anouska aside and told her how wonderful she had been to Lucy, how he couldn't have gotten by without her. It was true. She had guarded Lucy's chastity, even sitting in on lessons where the tutor was male, ever with a watchful eye. Most girls weren't virgins when they were 18, but thanks to Anouska, his Lucy was still intact. He was extremely grateful to her, and dismissed her with glowing references and generous compensation. 

*****

Anouska left the night before Lucy's birthday. She opted out of telling her goodbye, fearing it would be too emotional. On the morning of Lucy's birthday, Ted got up early and made breakfast. His heart was beating triple speed as he heard her stumble sleepily down the stairs. 

He turned to greet her. She looked disoriented and squinted in the morning sunlight. 

"Daddy? Where's Anouska? Why aren't you at work?"

"Sit down sweetie, and I'll tell you." She dutifully sat down, and he poured her a glass of juice. "Well, sweetie, I've decided to retire. Since I won't have to work anymore, I let Anouska go. Besides, you're an adult now, you don't need a nanny anymore! And now that you're done with school, I thought we could spend some quality time together this summer - at least before you go to college." 

Ted monitored Lucy's reaction carefully. They weren't as close as they should be, and he was curious if she would be excited to spend time with him. She delighted him with her reaction. 

"You mean it, Daddy?" Lucy jumped up and threw her arms around Ted's neck. Ted felt her small breasts against his own tough, toned chest and quickly eased her away before she could notice his growing erection. He didn't quite have the nerve to seduce her, yet. She clapped and laughed. 

"I always hated all that time you spent at the office! We never got to do anything together, except on the weekends, sometimes! This will be so much fun!" 

Her joy was genuine. Happiness lit up her fine, doll-like features and her pale blue eyes glowed. She looked almost identical to Sharon, except for the dimples that she got from him. 

"I'm glad you feel that way, darling. We'll do whatever you want today, deal?" 

*****

Lucy might have been an innocent, untouched 18 year old girl, but she WAS still an 18 year old girl. So, naturally, she wanted to go shopping. 

Lucy dragged him all over town - from this exclusive boutique to that one. He indulged her. In one, she was looking rather nonchalantly at the lingerie. He knew she had been wearing childish underthings all her life - Anouska wouldn't allow her any material except cotton, and any color besides white or beige was off limits, too. 

Ted bent down and whispered to Lucy, "Tell you what. You're an adult now. Don't you think it's time to buy some grown-up lingerie? Grown ladies don't wear white cotton all the time!" He was astonished at his own brazenness. 

Lucy looked embarrassed, and giggled. A deep blush struck her cheeks. Still, he couldn't contain his excitement when he saw her pick out a short, bold pink nightie with matching bikini panties. They headed to the checkout. 

The salesgirl smiled sweetly at them, and made a remark about how they were a lovely couple. Now it was Ted's turn to blush. Did he really look that young? He glanced over at himself in a wall mirror. He was only 40, but he could have passed for 35 or even 30. He hadn't given much thought to his looks, since he hadn't bothered with dating since Sharon died. But his hair remained dark, not yet tinged with excessive grey, and his features were still strong and handsome, not yet burdened with signs of aging. Maybe he wouldn't have such a hard time seducing his daughter, after all. 

*****

They got home, at lunch, and took a nap. By the time they woke up, it was dark. Ted settled down on the leather couch in the den. He felt invigorated by his nap, and decided to make a play. As Lucy ambled into the den with snacks and sodas, he stopped her. 

"Don't settle in just yet, hon. How about trying on that nice pink thing you got today? Just for fun?" 

"In front of you?" Lucy giggled. "Would that be ok?" 

"Of course, dear! I'm your dad! And you know, I've never seen you in a bright color before. Go on!" 

Lucy looked at him, a little unsure, and then bounded up the stairs. Ted impatiently rubbed his cock through his trousers; what was taking her so long? 

Lucy tiptoed down the stairs meekly. She stuck her head in the doorway and whispered, "I'm embarrassed!" 

"Oh honey, don't be! Look, I've seen you in swimsuits lots of times!" 

This seemed to make sense to Lucy, and she slowly strode into the room. Ted struggled to hide his emotions, but really, he was hugely impressed. 

Lucy usually dressed in solid, drab colors, which made her look taller somehow. Now, in her pink nightie, she looked markedly petite. She must've been only 5 feet 2 inches tall. For a short girl, her legs were rather long, and stuck out of the pink nightie like long, lean, toned golden beams. Her meager chest didn't quite fill out the front of the nightie, but the peekaboo slit in the front showed off her flat tummy wonderfully. He gazed at it. It wasn't muscular at all - she was young enough that she didn't need to do crunches to keep her tummy flat. It was just smooth and perfect. Her pink bikini panties hugged the slope of her cunt, and he noticed a tiny bit of golden pubic hair peeking out of the top and sides.

He realized he was staring, and looked up at Lucy's face. She was looking back, expectantly. She wasn't aware of any awkwardness. 

"Well!" He finally said. "More colors for you, I think! You look great, hon, you really do." 

She grinned, having won her Daddy's approval. 

"Should I change back, or...?"

God, NO! Don't ever take that thing off! He screamed inwardly. 

"If it's comfy, I don't mind if you keep it on" was what he managed to say. 

She settled on the couch next to him, her slightly curved hips resting against him. They watched some TV, and soon, her head slumped onto his shoulder. She was sound asleep. 

*****

Ted got up to make some coffee. When he got back, she had stretched out completely on the couch. Her arms were curled up around her head, and her legs were splayed. Her panties had rolled down around her thighs some, revealing more soft curly hair. He was transfixed. 

He had meant to seduce her. But it had been years since he had seduced Sharon, and even then, she was the only girl he had been with. Maybe it would be easier to just take her and not worry about seduction. He hooked his fingers around her panties and slid them slowly down. She shifted a little, unconciously, and straightened her legs. He wasted no time and pulled them completely off. He unzipped his trousers. 

As he pumped his cock over his daughter's sleeping body, he gazed longingly over her body. The soft thatch of hair nestled between her thighs, her puffy little nipples that the nightie was just barely hiding. And that perfectly flat tummy that would soon be growing and growing...

Lucy made a sweet little noise and shifted again. She was deep in sleep. She kicked her legs apart, as if she were going along with Ted's sinister designs on her. Slowly, he crawled onto the couch between her legs. He examined her exposed vulva - it was perfect, too. It was pink, delicate, inviting, unprotected, and most importantly - it was virginal. But he wanted to make sure. 

He spat on his finger and slowly slid it in, constantly looking at Lucy's face to make sure she was still asleep. He knew she was a heavy sleeper, but most women would wake up at having their cunts prodded. She was still dozing. 

He pushed his finger in only a little way, and found her hymen. Yes, she was still a virgin. He spat on his cockhead, preparing it for entry. 

It didn't take long - his beautiful, pure, semi-nude virgin daughter was laying there in front of him, practically begging to be impregnated. He pushed only the head of his cock into her tiny opening and his semen splashed against her hymen. He knew some of it would spurt through the holes in it - and his sperm would be on it's way to working it's magic in her fertile little tummy. His work done, he withdrew his cock and looked up at Lucy's face. Her mouth was open in horror, her eyes bugged out wide. 

"Oh GOD! What are you doing?!"

She scrambled to get up, but he pushed her back down. He didn't want his cum to drip out before it had a chance to knock her up. 

"Listen, honey. You won't understand this yet, but trust me, nothing bad is going to happen to you." 

He fumbled for words. 

"Look...I don't know how much Anouska told you about sex..."

"Am I going to have a baby?" 

He grinned. 

"Well, I don't know. Maybe. How do you feel about that?"

She looked shocked and confused. 

"Well...Anouska told me its bad to have sex when you're not married. And we're not married! And that it is an even bigger sin to have sex with your family, because the baby can be deformed..."

She started to cry. 

"I'll have to get an abortion!"

"No, you won't!" He shouted. She cried harder. He softened his voice and stroked her thighs. 

"Now, look. We're Catholic - you're NOT getting an abortion. And the baby won't be deformed, that's just a myth. Besides, you don't know you're pregnant. You might not be. Ok?" 

Lucy sniffled. 

"That feels nice", jerking her head toward Ted's hands on her inner thigh. 

"Oh, you like?" 

He moved in closer to her cunt. She lifted her legs, which he was glad for, because the cum was almost about to drip out of her. He stroked around her pubic hair, and then closer to her clit. She tried to look like she wasn't enjoying it, but he saw her nipples harden. 

He stuck his finger into her gooey cunt and rubbed some cum onto her clit. She was now writhing under him. 

"Look, Lucy. I want you to have a baby. MY baby. I don't care if you want to or not, and you'll do as I say, because I'm your father. Understand?" 

He rubbed her clit more aggressively. Her face was a mix of ecstacy at approaching her first orgasm, and fear at realizing she was becoming her daddy's breeding slut. Finally, she gave way to the ecstacy, and as Ted ground his fingers against her clit, her body shook and she cried out to the heavens. 

They stayed that way for a few minutes, her legs still in the air, Ted holding them up. 

She broke the silence. 

"Can I put my legs down?"

"No, sweetie. I'm making sure all the cum I shot into you stays in for awhile, so we can be sure you get pregnant."

She looked like she was going to cry again. 

"But Lucy! Didn't you enjoy that? Didn't it feel good? Look, you just let me shoot my cum into you, and then you have my baby - and I'll keep making you feel good like that - ok?" 

She weighed it out in her mind. 

"It did feel good Daddy - but I still don't think it's right. It is NOT right!" She said resolutely. "What will you do if I refuse?" 

Ted looked at her sternly. 

"Then I'll make you." 

He wasn't lying, either. After she drifted off to sleep, he set about locking all the outside doors and hiding the keys, and taking the locks off all the doors inside. She wasn't going to get away. 




Daddy's Breeding Slut



*****

For weeks after, Lucy went along with Ted's deal, half-heartedly. He shot his cum into her tender little womb a few times a day, always stopping short at her hymen. It was a test of willpower for him. How hard it was to stop there - how much he wanted to deflower her! But he wanted to save that for when she was hugely pregnant. In exchange, he would pleasure her clit with his hands, his mouth, even sometimes his cock. He would rub his cockhead onto her clit until her first orgasmic wave approached, then he'd shove his cockhead into her slit and relish the way it hugged his cock as she orgasmed, and his load would spurt into her womb. 

Giving her orgasms made him feel better about what he was doing. She always enjoyed having her clit flicked, but the rest of the time, she made her disapproval of the whole thing known. She was just making the best of an unavoidable situation, really. 

Meanwhile, Ted couldn't wait to find out if Lucy was pregnant. The excitement was unbearable - he didn't get to fuck his pregnant wife, but he sure as hell was going to fuck his pregnant daughter! And she wasn't going to stop him. 

*****

One night, after her uterus had received it's daily jizz-bath, he was studying her outstretched body and thought he noticed a bump in her belly. Still, it could just be the way her legs were raised. But the thought was already in his head and he was too horny to let it to. He carefully scooped out some of his cum from her pussy, and spread it around on his cock. Lucy was about to get her ass reamed. 

"Ok, honey... this might hurt a little... but don't worry, it'll get better." 

He tried to relax her some by stroking her clit a little. When she was sufficiently turned on, he eased a single sticky finger into her ass, instructing her to just relax. He left his finger in there and when her muscles loosened a bit, he moved it around. She seemed to enjoy it, so he plunged another finger in. 

"OH!" 

She really did enjoy it! Who knew his little Lucy was a butt slut? Encouraged, his cock began to stiffen again, and he replaced his fingers with it. Lucy hollered a little and ground her clit against his hand. With his other hand he guided her perky little ass onto his lap for better access. He ventured in deeper. The cum from her pussy, shot just a few moments before, dribbled out and helped lubricate her ass. 

He couldn't believe how much she was digging it! He had never had anal sex before, but he knew from the way guys talked at work, it was hard to find a woman willing to do it. And here his innocent little daughter was, taking his entire thick cock in her ass on the first try! 

Of course, he enjoyed it too. It had been a long time before he had had his cock totally buried in any part of a woman's body. And it was so tight! His wife had been a virgin when they first fucked, but even her tight pussy didn't compare with this!

Ted started fiddling with her pale pink nipples with his free hand, all the while rubbing her clit and fucking her ass. With this, her orgasm came quickly and it was a violent one. She sat up halfway and looked him straight in the eyes as she jerked her hips to and fro. Her wide, icy blue eyes were lit up in a way he hadn't seen - animalistic. She moaned, and kissed him, biting his lips. 

Now, Ted had meant to stave off his orgasm some for the purpose of depositing another load into her pussy, just in case she wasn't pregnant yet. But up until now, their sexual activity had been pretty clinical - they never kissed, ever. He would cum in her pussy, and she would get an orgasm via hands or mouth as payment of sorts. But as his teenage daughter came, her tight ass muscles twitched around his cock, she raised up and KISSED him - he couldn't hold back. At the tail end of her orgasm, still kissing her hard, his cum splattered all through the rings of her snug asshole. 

Awkwardly, he withdrew his cock from Lucy's ass. He berated himself for wasting that load in her ass, but still, it DID feel good to cum deep inside of her for once. He looked over at his daughter. She was sweaty, naked, and a little dazed. She looked ashamed that she loved having her ass fucked so much - by her own dad, no less! He left her alone to sleep. 

*****

The next morning, Ted announced it was time for Lucy to take a pregnancy test. After all, it had been nearly two months since he started trying to knock her up. He took her to the bathroom and made her pee in the little cup. He was surprised at how arousing it was to see the piss streaming from her pink folds, catching on the golden tufts of hair. He completed the pregnancy test and they sat there in the bathroom, waiting. Lucy looked nervous. 

"I think I am...I mean, I haven't had my periods, but that might be because of stress..."

She was babbling. Finally, the egg timer went off and they looked at the test together. Two blue lines. 

Ted picked Lucy up and whirled her around. It felt like the happiest day of his life. He had successfully impregnated his little girl. 

Lucy looked close to tears. Ted carried her into his bedroom and lay her down. He wanted her to enjoy this experience, too. 

"Lucy...I know you didn't exactly want this. But you'll see. This will be a fantastic experience for us both. I'll take good care of you, I promise. And hey, we love each other, don't we? So why shouldn't you have my baby?"

Lucy didn't look reassured, but she wasn't crying anymore, either. She forced a smile. 

"Well, it looks like it can't be helped now. Maybe it will be fun, like you say. Maybe I'll even get big boobs!" 

She giggled a little. 

"Oh, there's nothing wrong with your boobs..."

He took a little pink nipple in his mouth began sucking, dreaming of the day she would start lactating. Lucy gasped and pushed his head between her legs. 

*****

Now that he didn't have to devote anymore effort into knocking Lucy up, Ted decided to was time she learn to suck cock. One night, they were settled on the couch, watching TV. Lucy was wearing a white t-shirt and white panties - something that would have looked plain and dull a few months before, but now showed off her new expanding shape in a way Ted loved. 

"Listen, baby. You're pregnant now...which means I won't have to cum in your pussy anymore. Now, I want you to learn to suck my cock." Her eyes widened in fear a little. "No, it's not hard or scary at all! Just you see. Get on your knees." 

She settled on the floor between his legs with him still perched on the couch. He unzipped his trousers and took them off. His cock swayed ominously, just inches from her face. He realized, watching her eyeball it, that she had never actually given it a good look before. In fact, she had never really touched it. He took her hands and placed them on his cock. 

"For starters, here's how you move your hands on it...see?" 

She followed his motions, and he removed his hands from hers. Her hands were clasped around his member, pulling gently at it. 

"That's really good, hon. You're doing fine. Now... put your mouth around the end." 

She opened her rosebud mouth and placed it over his cockhead. It was a strain, not only because he was blessed with impressive girth, but because her mouth was so small. It took her a few minutes to accomodate to the size. 

"That's just fine! Mm, it's really good, darling. Ok... now suck. Just a little, at first. You can move it further into your mouth, when you feel ready." 

Lucy clumsily began to slurp a little on Ted's cock. She looked up at his face to see if she was doing ok. His eyes were closed and his head thrown back, and he was breathing heavy. It had become important to her now to make him happy, since she was having his baby. Feeling she was doing ok, she moved his cock a little further into her mouth, and sucked a little harder. Ted grunted and looked down at her. She looked so cute, her blonde hair in a ponytail, her cheeks hollowed from slobbering on his cock. He grabbed her head and eased it in fully. She choked a little, and her eyes watered, but he held her in place so she couldn't get away. 

"No, no! Don't think about the way it feels in your throat. Just don't think about it, and it won't make you choke. See?" 

She obeyed, and soon her mind surmounted the matter of her gag reflex. He moved a bit more swiftly, in and out, breaching the depths of her throat. Suddenly, he pulled his cock out and sprayed her right in the face. Her mouth was still open, and a little spunk landed on her tongue. Most of it hit her cheeks, lips and chin. He groaned with satisfaction at seeing his little Lucy's face splattered with cum. 

"See all this?" He swiped a little cum off her cheek, showed it to her, and then forced it into her mouth. "That's what Daddy would put in your cunt, that's what made you pregnant. Do you like the taste?" He didn't wait for an answer. He scooped up all the cum from her face and shoved it into her tired little mouth. She swallowed it dutifully, and crawled into his lap. She fell asleep with him stroking her slightly bulging tummy. 

*****

In the months following, Ted would go out to lingerie shops and buy skimpy, sexy little numbers for his daughter to lounge around the house in. He didn't buy maternity clothes - those weren't sexy, and did more to hide a pregnant belly than showcase it. He bought regular lingerie, and it thrilled him to it clinging to her big tummy. 

Lucy continued to give him blowjobs, each time getting a little better and a little more confident in her skills. Although she wouldn't admit to it, she loved getting assfucked, too, and he gave her plenty of it. He loved to make her get on all fours while he banged her ass, so he could reach around and hold her giant belly. She was really showing - it was probably her 7th month by now - and her slenderness made the baby belly all the more striking. Her body was still lean and trim except for the huge, round belly. He would take her ass with her lying on her back, too, and hang on to her big baby-filled tummy while he fucked her. And most of all, he loved shooting his load on that big belly of hers. 

Lucy was still a virgin. Although he had violated her ass and her mouth, and had dumped countless quarts of cum into her pussy, he never ventured past her hymen, which was still mostly intact. He decided he wanted to wait until her ninth month to properly fuck her, but in the meantime, there was lots of fun to be had, as she had just started lactating. 

He spread Lucy out on the floor and grabbed her boobs. They were filling out nicely, too, from nearly flat to a nice handful. They were rock hard and ready for milking. He squeezed a little, and some creamy milk shot out. He straddled her torso with some difficulty because of her belly, but since she was carrying the baby low he squeezed in. He placed his dick between her tits. Slowly, he squeezed her tits together to encase his cock in titflesh. More milk dribbled out, this time onto his cock. Now he was lubricated and ready to titfuck her. 

"Lucy, I want you to try and lick my cock whenever it comes near your face. Ok? And keep your mouth open. Daddy wants to cum in it." 

She raised her head up a little and got ready. He started gliding his cock between her milk sacks, squeezing ever so gently to release more milk for lubrication. When he'd move forward, there was Lucy's mouth, her tongue darting frantically around his cockhead. Soon he was titfucking her roughly, and there was milk everywhere - all over his hands, his cock, her neck and hair. He must've grabbed one of her tits at a strange angle, because when he pressured them for more milk, a strong white stream came shooting up out of one of the nipples - and hit him in the face. His orgasm became uncontrollable then, and he fucked her tits harder and harder, milk spraying everywhere, and she caught his load in her mouth like a good girl. It dribbled down her throat. 

*****

Lucy's due date was nearly here, and Ted still hadn't taken her virginity yet. He knew he was leaving it late, and decided to get a move on. 

He sat her down on the bed. 

"Lucy... I know this is hard for you to believe, but all those times I came inside your pussy? Well, I didn't have my cock inside completely. What I mean is... virgins have this barrier that is broken when they have sex for the first time. And I never broke your barrier. I went right up to it, but never past it. You're still a virgin. But tonight, darling, I'm going to take your virginity. And soon, you'll be giving birth to our child." 

Lucy looked at him, trustingly. She still had never condoned his actions, never gave him the satisfaction of telling him she was excited to be pregnant by her own daddy. But she was. She knew it was wrong, and she wouldn't admit it - but the way she had come to enjoy sexual play with her father left no room for question - she loved being his breeding slut. The flicker in her eyes told him everything. 

She lay back and waited. Ted moved over her, kissing her sweetly and softly. She pushed her big baby-belly into him. He stroked it gently, and moved up to her nipples, pinching them a little. She squealed a little. 

"Daddy - you know I want this. I was just afraid of saying so, afraid of going to hell. But the truth is, I've wanted this for so long. I want you to take my virginity! Being pregnant has made me feel so sexy, especially seeing the way you love my body now. I think as soon as this one is born, we should have another. And then another! I don't ever want to stop having your babies."

Ted was stunned. He knew Lucy had really come to love some of their sexual activity, but he never dreamed she would say all this! 

While he was coming to grips with his daughter confessing she loved being knocked up, Lucy was busy undressing him. She removed his shirt and unbuttoned his pants. Her hands moved up and down his stiff cock, almost expertly now. She gave him a meaningful look. She was ready. 

He kneeled between her legs. He could barely even see her face behind her taut, stretched tummy. He pushed his cockhead into her cunt, just a little, like he had done so many times before. He rocked it back and forth, pushing on her hymen a little. Flicking her clit with his finger, he felt her lubrication spread around his cockhead. He wanted her to be good and ready for when he fucked her - after all, he didn't want to hurt her. 

Lucy was wiggling and bucking, begging him to go ahead and fuck her already. She rubbed her big belly and began talking dirty to him - saying things he never imagined coming out of that chaste little mouth. 

"Go on...you want to fuck your pregnant little daughter... I've wanted you to fuck me ever since that night you knocked me up, remember? I want you to drop your load way down deep inside me...I want to feel it shower my insides..mmm..." 

Ted felt his cock strain with these words. It would feel so good to finally have that tight pink twat wrapped around his cock completely... he didn't waste any time. Drawing back a little, Ted plunged through her hymen, tearing it to shreds, and buried his full length inside her. Her cunt spasmed, trying to adjust itself to such a huge tresspasser. 

Lucy gasped. She was in some pain, he could tell. He held his cock still inside her, waiting patiently for the pain to pass. Holding still also helped keep his orgasm at bay some. He was afraid he wouldn't last long - he had been dreaming of this night for almost a year! 

"Ok, I'm ok now. Go on, Daddy."

Lucy gave a smile and he started to drill her pussy a little. She was indeed ok, he realized, as she bucked back and forth. He grabbed hold of her big belly with one hand, savoring how tight the skin was stretched around it. With the other hand, he pinched at her nipple some, drawing milk from her full, heavy breasts. He drove his cock in again and again, and each time it met with a louder than before. 

He raised up some and grabbed hold of her hips, which had widened some since her pregnancy began. He pulled her down over and over onto his stiff, pulsating cock - and when he felt her body tense and her cunt muscles squeeze and encircle his cock, he knew he could let himself go, too. He came with her orgasm, sending what felt like a huge load into her already-filled womb. He could feel the spunk draining from his balls as it sprayed her cervix. They both went limp, and he collapsed onto the pillows beside her. 

She was still breathing hard, and she looked over and smiled at him. 

"Oh, Daddy. That was fantastic...I couldn't have wished for a better first time...OH!" 

Alarmed, Ted sat up and looked at her. 

"What's wrong?" 

But he could see what was wrong for himself. Her water had broken. 

"Oh my gosh! My water! Oh, we have to get to the hospital!" 

Lucy was yelling and panicking, but Ted soothed her. He bundled her up in the car and they made tracks to the hospital. He was excited about the baby, certainly - but his mind was already on trying for the next one. 



Daddy's Bride-To-Be



Daddy rings my doorbell. I was waiting impatiently for him, dressed appropriately...today is a special day...today I promise daddy to marry his cock.

I am dressed in a silky white wedding dress. Very short and tight, with shiny beads and pearls, along with a veil covering my face, and long white silky gloves. Daddy will also notice my silky white stockings and shiny silver shoes...I hope it excites him, I hope I make him proud to be taking me tonight.

Today is the day. I lose my virginity to daddy's big hard cock. And it's about time. For years, I have felt the steering in my loins, and now, finally, at age 20, I get to offer Daddy my (w)hole and my soul.

I let you in, grab your hand, and pull you to the living room. All over the carpet, in the middle of the room, rose petals of red, pink and white have been dropped. Red candles releasing vapors of cinnamon and cranberry thicken the lust in the air...this is a love nest, and daddy will take me here. Daddy will take me now. The nervousness climbs as we reach the center of the room.

I turn around, and face you. Carefully, you run your hand over the dress and pet my bum.

"You are driving me crazy in this hot dress, baby..." whispers daddy.

"Daddy looks very nice in his suit" I reply, looking down, trying to negotiate the shyness adding to my nervousness..."...it's making me hot daddy..." I look back up, into his eyes, and begin the ceremony...

I grab both of daddy's hands, and look daddy straight in the eye, and say the following:

I promise

To love daddy's cock

To worship it

To please and to serve it

I promise

To surrender my asspussy

To let him take me

And to hold his semen inside me

Daddy lifts my veil, and begins to kiss me, so softly. So sweetly. The boiling nervousness turns into a melting lust as I pull him close to have more of that kiss. You bring your hands down to my booty, and start clutching the dress. I feel the dress rising, as we release our heavenly kiss. It rises above my lil sissy cock, covered in a lace butterfly thong...rising above my waist...above my breasts, and over my head. I am revealed to daddy now.

I stand there, dressed as a sexy slutty bride would for her man...the silky white gloves and silky white stockings were a clever lust spell, but my bridal corset holding my stockings up just makes daddy melt. Little bows one each side of my hips are held by the thong, and little bows also stand proud on top of each stocking, front and back. Target locked: I have daddy where I want him, where I need him: hard, and in front of his bride-to-be.

As the dress falls on the floor, I gently push aside my black hair to reveal my smile...and as daddy sees the little smile, he smiles in return...daddy knows why I am smiling. He noticed that I am slowly bending my knees, his bride lowering inch by inch...slowly lowering myself to my knees. As I gradually lower myself, my silky white hands lay flat on your chest...slowly sliding downwards with my body.

I look directly in front of me...daddy's bulge is covered by the black pants. I bring my lips closer, and plant a kiss on your zipper. The hot pink of my lipstick leaves a tiny smudge. I pull back, look up and bring my hands to your belt. I pull open your belt, and undo your pants and zipper...your pants slide down to the floor, and I am looking directly at silky white briefs, covering daddy's bulge. I bite my lower lip.

I look up again as I lean forward and plant another kiss directly on where I think the hardening knob is. I was right, as I pull back and notice the pink smudge is more obvious on the white fabric where a huge knob is twitching.

"Mmmmmm..." I moan as I look in front and start running my tongue on daddy's shaft through his briefs. I feel the precum leaking from my lil gurly cock with each lick that runs across the base to the tip of daddy's pole. I try to put daddy's huge cock head between my lips, but the fabric is resisting. I release what grip I had with my lips and continue to lick daddy's manly dick through the fabric. My hands start caressing daddy's legs as I lick up and down, up and down, up and down, through the fabric.

Daddy is nice and hard now. I hook a finger on each side of daddy's briefs, and slowly peel them off, revealing my one and only reason for breathing right now: daddy's big hard cock. As I let go of your briefs, I look up at daddy, and lean forward and plant my lips on daddy's knob, eyes locked in his.

The kiss of submission is broken as I release my lips, and never leaving daddy's eyes, I say:

I worship thee

I surrender to daddy

For him I am on my knees

I will please his every needs

I bring my lips back to the head momentarily, as I open my lips and allow passage of the crown into my mouth. I can already taste the musky flavor of daddy's cum as the precum oozes lightly from the pee slit. A clear and thick liquid which I pick up with the tip of my tongue. I show daddy my finding, and close my mouth to make it disappear. I reopen to allow entry of daddy's pole into my mouth, and my hand gently starts moving up and down on daddy's pole, following my lips by approximately 1 inch.

Tonight daddy OWNS my asspussy, I think to myself, eyes closed and lost in the lust of my blowjob. Tonight, he will make me a woman...the true slut that I am...the whore that requires to be tamed. I continue to perform my womanly duties as I suck on daddy's cock, my veil dancing in waves following the tide of my bobbing head on daddy's cock.

Daddy will get sucked until he is ready to put it in my asspussy. It is all prepared: daddy will just need to slide it in. Daddy's sweel lil angel has cleaned her boipussy for him...she lubed it and stretched it right before daddy arrived. I dance my mouth on daddy's cock, shifting between bobbing as I twist my head side to side, and stopping to twirl my tongue around daddy's knob.

"Mmmmmmm, yeah, let me inside, my little girl," daddy commands, "I will make you a woman tonight."

I look up, beaming with pride as I release daddy's rock hard stick from my lips. Still on my knees, I turn around and bend forward, arching my back as my hands fall lightly to the ground. Daddy looks down: his lovely lil angel is offering herself to him, surrounded by a bed of rose petals on the carpet. The mixture of the cinnamon and cranberry aroma, along with your lil angel's sweet perfume, is making your strong cock tremble for the touch of my warm hole.

I stretch my back to point my asspussy as high as I can, my shoulders resting on the ground as I lay my head on its side. Daddy kneels. It's finally going to happen...I can feel the tip of his head teasing my lil entrance. I lose any sense of my surroundings, where I am, what day it is. These things do not matter anymore. I am here, offering myself to daddy. The feel of my lingerie snug on my skin...the fruity mix of scents floating in the air...the brightness of the room with the multiple candles...the feel of daddy's cock rubbing on my entrance...I shiver once more and feel another small burst of precum pool in my panties.

I am his now. I push my behind against his manly rod...I need daddy to make me a woman...I need daddy to graduate me into the true whore that I am. The head slides in...because of the spit, because of the lube, because of how hard daddy has become...the head is in...

"Mmmmmmmm oh daddy" as I close my eyes and feel the stretching of my insides warm up my loins. I adjust my back to align my ass with daddy's height, and I let daddy in some more as I feel his hands rest gently on my hips. The grip tightens on my hips as daddy pulls back to leave just the tip in...but Lea has to push back...the fulfillment can only come from a deep penetration and assault.

I back-up my asspussy on daddy's cock and feel him slide all the way in until his balls come flat against my ass. I tilt my head back as I release an "OOOOH" of surprise and contentment.

Daddy looks down on his lil angel, her sweet ass bouncing on his cock...the lace butterfly connecting the 3 strands of the white thong moving with the lil angel's ass...the stockings, the corset...the veil gently rocking as daddy increases his rhythm.

It is finally happening. Right now, there is no turning back. We have crossed the line: I am becoming daddy's little whore slut.

I take each thrust with a moan as I try to inhale and exhale, feeling numb to everything around me but daddy's cock. I pull out and turn around, and I lay on my back. I open my legs to let daddy through...and I feel daddy entering me again...this time it goes in fast and hard. I cannot help but yelp out a loud high pitch "aaaaah" as daddy's balls slap down against my buns.

I feel daddy is close to cumming...I grab his shirt and pull him to me...I scissor his chest with my arms in an embrace, and I scissor his waist with my stocking-clad legs...locking daddy in for the kiss of his life as he is about to cum in my asspussy.

I rub his back as I let him rock my asspussy with his cock...and I grab his lower lip with my teeth to pull him in for the kiss...our lips touch...release...and touch again...daddy's prick is getting so stiff in me...I feel the rhythm increase...the walls of my ass getting tighter.

Daddy's tongue enters my mouth as a shiver runs down my spine...I feel my climax approaching as I feel daddy's entire body tense up...for a moment I black out as I release my daddy's tongue in a loud moan.

"AAAAAAAAAAHHHH!!" I scream as I begin to feel the rest of my hot sauce ooze out in my panty-covered sissy cock. Daddy's cock stops its assault as I hear a deep moan rising out of daddy's throat. The first hot shot of cum sprays the inside of my ass. As I come to my senses, small tears start leaking from my eyes as I allow daddy to seed me fully. Spurt after spurt warm up my insides as I feel daddy's cock head slightly advancing deeper, allowing daddy to maximize the draining of his semen inside my gurly hole. The sensation is overwhelming as I feel the cold shiver run back and forth, head to toe, throughout my body. My orgasm never having been so strong...and my ass...daddy has finally made a woman out of me.

Daddy leans down and kisses me...and I can feel in his kiss a love that is stronger than before...he releases my asspussy with his rod...and I lay there, under daddy...feeling the cold air enter my boipussy as some of daddy's juices rise up and coat the entrance of my cum pit.

I bring my silky right hand to my boipussy...I circle my index finger around the entrance...catching the hot cum, coating my finger, and I plunge in. My finger is in up to my 2nd knuckle, and I hook my finger upwards a few times, rubbing the inside of my walls before pulling out a huge gob of cum...I look into daddy's eyes as I bring my finger to my lips, and kiss it.

One thought, and one thought only, is in my mind. Daddy made me a true gurl tonight

I lick my finger clean, and I softly whisper to him:

Daddy owns me

Daddy owns my asspussy

With him I will be the true me

To him I am at my most slutty

We kiss one final kiss. The ceremony is over.

I am his.



Daddy's Bulge



Through most of her life, Janie had never really thought of her parents as sexual beings, but now, returning from college at the end of the semester so much was different for her. Having lost her virginity early in the semester and then continuing on in a self described endless sexual smorgasbord until the holiday break, she suddenly became very aware of the sexual nuances of her parent's life.

Suddenly, their normal early bed times on certain nights had new meaning for Janie. She now noticed the subtle foreplay her parents exhibited, the light slap on the ass, the light brush of an arm on breast and the, now incredibly sexy, embrace from behind when mother bent over the dishwasher. Yes, Janie now understood it all.

During all this subtle foreplay, even when she noticed them look at each other a certain way Janie noticed something else. It was something she never looked for before, but now it was simply so obvious and that was the bulge in her father's pants. Of course now she knew when to look, so when he patted his wife on the ass, Janie would lower her gaze and see her dad's erection poking out in his pants.

Often after seeing her mom and dad doing the dishes together and then disappear to go to bed early, after Janie spent nearly a half hour seeing her dad's cock pressed against his pants she'd have to rush to her room, pull off her soaking wet panties, wet her fingers in her pussy and vigorously diddle her clit. She imagined her father's hard cock pressing against his pants for her and she'd come, her pussy squeezing and convulsing in ecstasy.

Now life would have continued on normally, with Janie rushing up to her bedroom to masturbate as her parents went to bed early, had Janie's grandmother not taken a fall and broken her hip. Janie's mother quickly packed her bags and headed out for an extended visit.

Nothing much happened for the first few nights, but on about the fourth night, as Janie passed her father's room he heard a noise inside. The door was cracked open so Janie took a peek inside. She noticed her father on the phone, but he wasn't just talking, no, he had his underwear tucked under his balls and he was stroking his cock, whispering on the phone.

Presumably Janie's mother was on the other line and she figured she should go on to her room, but she just couldn't. She remained at the door, mesmerized by the sight of her father stroking his cock. Squinting to look a bit closer, she noted that her father's cock was not as long as some of her boyfriends, but damn it was thick, looking almost twice as thick as any cock she had seen.

Janie reached down and slipped her fingers into her panties and began rubbing her clit as she watched her father stoking faster and faster. Unfortunately, before Janie could get very far she saw her father lift his hips and come, shooting his jism up over his stomach. He quickly grabbed some tissue and dabbed up the cum as Janie rushed into her bedroom to finish off her orgasm.

That night Janie worked out a plan. Her dad was off the next day and pretty much just hung around the house in a pair of shorts. Janie pulled on her tightest short shorts and then tied on a skimpy halter top. While her dad piddled around the yard, Janie fixed lunch for them both, calling him in once she set the table.

Sitting down for lunch she asked, "How much longer will mom be away?"

"A couple of weeks I guess."

"I guess you really start to miss her," Janie said.

"Yeah, especially the cooking."

"Anything else?"

"Well of course, I miss the company. I miss having someone help clean up the dishes with me."

"Well, I'll help you today daddy."

"Okay, that will be nice."

"Do you miss anything else?"

She noticed him glance down at her breasts, his eyes focusing where her nipple, which was erect, pressed on her halter top. "Yeah there are other things I miss, mostly just having her here."

They continued eating in silence for a while. As they were finishing Janie stood up, making sure she leaned forward giving her father a good look down her halter top. She walked over to the dishwasher and opened the door, slowly bending over as she lowered the door. Peeking back between her legs she noticed her father staring at her. 

Standing and turning quickly she said, "Well we need to clear the table now."

"That we do," her father replied, standing up.

Janie could see him pause as he stood. She figured he had expected to see her turn to put some dishes on the counter and now suddenly realized she'd see him stand up. Janie continued watching as her father stood all the way up, his cock creating a tent in his pants. "Oh my," she said to herself, "that is for me."

She turned toward the counter, but peeked back over her shoulder and saw him quickly adjust himself. Janie could still see the bulge, but it was more comfortably pulled up against him. Looking up at his face Janie smiled, trying to mimic the way her mother smiled at him before they went to bed early.

Her father gave her an odd look and then eased past her to put some dishes in the dishwasher. Janie then bent down beside him to slide a plate into the dishwasher, moving in a way that her breast brushed against his arm. He moved quickly away and then worked fast to finish up in the kitchen.

When they finished he said, "Oh, I've got to go call your mother now."

Janie nodded and watched him head toward his room. Once he slipped inside she followed, pausing outside his door. She listened to the movement inside and when she heard him grab the phone she stepped into the room. Her father was sitting on the bed wearing only his jockey shorts. Looking down at the underwear, Janie could see the obvious bulge.

"Janie, what are you..."

"It's okay daddy, I saw your bulge and I know it's for me."

"No Janie, I was calling your mother."

"Hang up the phone daddy," she said, reaching behind her and untying her halter top.

"But Janie, you can't... it's wrong."

She began walking toward him, letting her hips swing as sexily as she could. "Yes daddy it's wrong for me to look at your bulge."

Hanging up the phone, her dad crossed his hands over his lap.

In response Janie hooked her thumbs in her shorts and pulled them down. She was wearing no panties.

"Stop Janie, we can't..."

Moving closer to him she replied, "Yes it is wrong for me to look at your bulge." She then kneeled, reaching her hand out to push his hands away. She then grabbed his cock through the cloth. "It's wrong for me to grab your cock, your so thick cock."

His voice trembled, "But Janie..."

"It's wrong for me to rub my breasts on your face," she said, standing, leaning forward and rubbing her breasts on his face. She grabbed his hands and guided them upward, gasping as he clasped them hard. She could feel the urgency in him as she winced in pain.

Janie then reached down, grabbed the elastic on her father's underwear and pulled them down to his knees. She watched as he released her breasts and pulled them completely off. He then slid back no the bed saying, "No, no this is wrong."

Janie crawled onto the bed, moving her knees to each side of him as she whispered, "Yes it is wrong for me to take your cock daddy, it is wrong for me to guide it into my pussy and it is wrong to slide down on you daddy, so wrong. Oh daddy, it feels so good," she moaned feeling her pussy expand around his massive girth.

Her head spun as she felt her father's cock expand her pussy, filling her like she had never been filled before. "Oh daddy it's so wrong to fuck you daddy, oh please fuck me daddy, please fuck me."

Her father groaned, "Wrong," as he grabbed her waist, arched his back and plunged his cock desperately into her, lifting her up off the bed. He continued moving, pushing her onto her back and while still deep inside her he moved onto his knees. Withdrawing slightly, he slammed his cock back into her wet, stretched opening, moaning loudly, "Janie, Janie, it's so wrong."

"Oh daddy yes, yes, daddy, I'm coming," she replied, feeling the pleasure pierce her deeply, opening her in waves again and again. Her pussy clasped her father's thick cock, squeezing it and releasing, squeezing it again. Slowly, the pulsations faded as her continued to be filled, then emptied and then filled again as her father thrust into her over and over.

"Oh Janie, yes," he moaned, arching his back and thrusting himself to the hilt. Janie could feel his cock twitch as he came, spurting his cum deep into her aching pussy. She felt him collapse upon her, his chest flattening her breasts, his mouth locking with hers, in a deep kiss, his tongue pushing deep into her mouth, his lips bruising hers in his desperation.

They remained entwined for several minutes before her father's thick cock slipped out of her pussy. It hurt where he stretched her so, but in an odd way it was a good hurt, one that continued to send a tingle though her body. Her father rolled off of her and onto his back, moaning, "It was so good Janie, so good."

Reaching down and wrapping her fingers around his limp, but still wet cock, she was still amazed at its girth. She considered taking him in her mouth, maybe coaxing it to get hard again but the phone suddenly rang.

Her father jumped up saying, "That's your mother..."

"I'm going to my room daddy," she said crawling across the bed and then standing next to him as he reached for the phone. She leaned over and kissing the huge head of his cock before grabbing her clothes and running out of the room. She closed the door behind her and then dashed into her room. Falling onto her bed she could feel her father's cum running down her legs.

Janie dabbed up the cum with her shorts and blouse. She then leaned back onto the bed, closed her eyes and let the events of the afternoon play slowly through her mind. Her hand slid slowly over her stomach, through her damp pubic hair and then moved downward. Slowly she slipped her fingers into her wet pussy and then moved them up to her clit as a picture of daddy's bulge emerged in her mind.



Daddy's Bulge



Here I was nineteen and still living at home. My parents didn't have all the money I needed to go to college. Instead I was taking a few classes at the local community college. My high school boyfriend was at school and I wasn't hearing from him. I got the impression he might have found a girlfriend at college and he had dropped me.

I was so horny these days and it didn't help matters that my Dad would walk around the house in tight shorts. I don't think he had any underwear on and his big bulge was showing. Sometimes I had to go to my room and touch myself to release the pressure of having no sex. One day I couldn't take it any longer. It was summer and I put on a t-shirt but no bra and I didn't put on any panties. Maybe my Dad would notice.

That Saturday my mother was out with her friends for the day. It was just my Dad and me at home. After I showered I walked out into the living room and there sat my Dad. I saw his eyes looking me over. He had to have noticed My nipples popping through my shirt. Maybe he even saw camel toe as well. I tried to stir up my Dad by walking past him a few times. He didn't take the bait right then.

I went over and sat next to my father on the couch. I made a point of sitting close to him. He smiled and I saw he was checking out my body. I had to do something. I pushed my leg against my father's leg. That seemed to get his attention. Dad then reached over and put his hand on my thighs. I played coy.

"Daddy? I said to him.

My Dad then moved his hand up closer to my crotch. I wasn't faking then. It felt so good as he rubbed around the front of my shorts. Somehow we moved closer and we kissed. It got totally out of control from there. My Dad pulled up on my shirt and took it off. My nipples were so hard right then. My Dad stood up and took off his shirt and shorts. I was staring at the biggest cock I had ever seen. Not only was he long his dick was thick. I just had to touch it.

I reached out and took my Dad's cock in my hand. I just had to have my Daddy. I leaned in and took my Dad's prick in my mouth. I tried to take as much of him as I could but he was so large. I worked my lips all over his cock head. Dad was moaning and then he began to thrust his big pecker down my throat. I had no choice now. I was gagging, trying to take all of my Dad in my mouth. Dad put a hand on the back of my head and he really got into then.

One thing was for sure. Daddy was getting so hard. A few minutes of that and my Dad pulled out of my mouth. He lifted me up by my arms and he pulled my shorts off. There we were standing naked in the living room. Dad had me get on my back. Goosebumps were running up and down my skin. He parted my legs and then got down on the couch with me. Dad took hold of his cock and started rubbing his cock across my folds. He was teasing me and I couldn't take much more of that.

I reached out and guided his cock to my opening. Daddy looked at me like he was making sure I wanted him. I nodded for him to enter me and that is what he did. He pushed his fat cock all the way inside me in one thrust. I screamed as he split my pussy wide open. Dad took hold of my legs and he pushed them back towards my chest. He stretched his legs out and began to pound my pussy. My boyfriend was nowhere as big as my Dad. He was using my pussy just how I wanted him to.

"I need you Carrie," he said to me.

I needed my Dad more than I could say. He had all his cock inside me. I could feel his balls hitting my ass cheeks as he filled me completely. My Dad soon lowered his face and began to suck on both nipples. I thought I had died and went to heaven. My pussy was soaking wet and I was having all these little orgasms.

"Fuck me Daddy!" I cried out.

Dad stirred his fat prick around inside my pussy. It was like he was preparing me for further fuckings. I placed my hands on his hips and let him take control of my body. There was no more thinking about my boyfriend Brad. I only needed my Dad from now on. We must have done it for a good hour. My pussy was getting raw but I couldn't tell my Daddy to pull out. The feeling were too intense. Dad then grunted a few times and I felt his hot seed enter my body. 

That must have set me off. I gripped my Dad as hard as I could and I had this enormous orgasm. Daddy didn't let up for a second. He pushed all the way into me and he sent more wads of his cream into my pussy. We must have gone for a few minutes more until my Dad slowed down. When Daddy finally pulled out I could feel his spunk leaking out from my pussy lips. I had a hard time getting my breath. Dad slid the fat part of his cock across my slit and I had one final orgasm.

Daddy told me that was the best sex he had had in a long time. I took it that my Mom and Dad didn't make love very often these days. Daddy got up from the couch and then I ran into the bathroom. I pushed as much of his cum out as I could and then showered one more time. I wish we could have gone again but it was too risky. My Mom would be back soon and we couldn't chance it.

A few days went by until my Dad and I could be together again. One evening my Mom went out to have her hair done. Dad came into my bedroom and took me for the second time. I made my Dad hard with my mouth again and then I mounted his stiff pole. I slid down onto his raging member and he gave me another good fucking. Daddy cupped my breasts as he filled me with his cock. I felt like some horny slut who needed cock as often as I could take it.

I rode my Daddy as he brought his hips up from the bed. He had every inch of his thick cock buried in my pussy. I somehow manage to squirt for my Daddy. He was hitting a spot that was making me crazy. I bounced up and down as Daddy pushed all the way in. We repeated what had happened on Saturday. My Dad flooded my tummy with his sticky man cum. I made sure I got every drop from him. After we finished I had to go and clean up before Mom came home.

Maybe an hour later my Mom arrived back from the hairdressers. We both made a fuss on how good she looked. Little did she know.

"Did you both behave yourselves," she asked. 

I think my face got red. I just hoped she never suspected what was going on. Dad and I decided that fucking at the house was too risky. One Saturday we got a cheap motel room. My Dad was able to fuck me three different times that day. Somehow he had three loads of his cum to give me. The first time was the most and then two smaller loads. I told my Dad that day that I couldn't be without him and his big cock. 

That day was the first time my Dad asked me if I was on birth control pills. I told him I was. 

"Carrie, I want to impregnate you," he said to me.

My head went spinning when he told me that. I didn't want to be with any other man except my Dad. I told him to let me think about it and he agreed. Some nights in bed I can almost feel my Daddy's cum swimming around inside me. He almost has me convinced to let him impregnate me. I think I want his baby.