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I Only Cum for Daddy Ch. 01

By: VenusButterflies



It was Clara's 18th birthday and her parents had a surprise for her. Bill wrapped a blindfold around her. As they waited for her mother he took the opportunity to look her over without being caught. His eyes raked over her curvy body and fresh, smooth skin and his cock twitched as he envisioned himself bending her over the couch, lifting her skirt up, and inserting his member inside her right there.

Sharon came into the room and shattered his fantasy. 

"Ready?" she asked, unaware of her husband's semi. 

Clara clapped her hands excitedly and jumped up and down, her luscious C- cups almost bouncing out of her tight pink tank top. 

Bill could hardly stand it. He turned to Sharon and smiled. "I think if she waits any longer she'll combust." He knew he would. She laughed and nodded. They lead her outside and removed the blindfold. There in the driveway was a brand new red Mini Cooper. Clara shrieked, and jumped up and down again.

"Oh my god! For me? Thank you! Thank you mommy! Thank you, daddy!" She hugged and kissed both of them tightly, then ran to the car.

"Can I take it for a ride?"

"Sure!" said Sharon. "Bill, why don't you go with her?"

Bill thought for sure Sharon suggested it on purpose, and he could give no excuse not to comply.

Clara had already started the car. Bill got into the passenger's seat and buckled up.

Clara's legs were spread and her mini dared him to reach under it and rub Clara's tight pussy. He shuddered and looked out his window. It was the longest spin around the block he'd ever taken. 

When returned the car to the driveway she leaned over and kissed him on the cheek. 

"Thank you so much! I love it!"

"You're welcome, darling. Enjoy it."

They got out and went back inside to get ready for her party.

At the end of the day, Bill couldn't stand it anymore. After Sharon fell asleep he crept into Clara's room. She was fast asleep under the covers. He pulled them away to reveal her supple, barely clothed body. She wore only a cami and pink cotton boy shorts.

She stirred but did not awaken. He sat down slowly on the bed and ran his fingers over her mound and groaned to himself as he felt the heat emanating from her. He wanted to ravage his daughter's young body, but he controlled himself.

He unzipped his pants and took his hard, throbbing member into his hand and started stroking it as he rubbed the outside of her little panties. She moaned and spread her legs more, but still did not wake up.

He felt moisture seeping through the cotton. "Ohh fuck," he grunted quietly. He moved the panties to the side and found she was shaved. What did she shave for? She had no boyfriend....Could his daughter be a slut? He dipped his fingers in her cream and tasted her sweetness. He stroked his hard cock faster and faster and came hard into his underwear, then pulled the covers back on her and crept out of the room guiltily. 

Bill knew it was wrong. Year after year he wanted her more and more. He wasn't dissatisfied with Sharon. Their sex life still thrived. But half the time he found that it was Clara's image in his mind that threw him over the edge as he emptied his seed into his wife's cunt.

The next morning when Clara came downstairs she found Bill sitting at the kitchen table drinking coffee. She poured herself a cup and sat down with him.

"Good morning, daddy."

"Good morning, Clara."

He tried not to look at her in her green satin robe; knowing what was underneath made his cock twitch. Clara didn't notice that he was getting flustered, she was busy flipping through a catalogue.

"Where's mom?" she asked.

"She's in A.C., remember?"

"Oh yeah! I completely forgot about that!"

"It's just you and me, babe," he smiled.

Clara smiled back at him and twisted her straight, brown hair around her fingers. "Well, I'm going to go shower. See ya."

Bill reached under the table as she left and rubbed his growing bulge. He needed to have her. He tried to put the thought out of his mind but the harder he tried the harder he got. 

He crept up to her bedroom and found the panties she'd worn the night before on her floor. He picked them up and inhaled her sweet, musky scent. He quickly undid his pants and rubbed the panties on his manhood, imagining himself fucking her up against the wall of the shower. 

But the water turned off before he was done, and he swiftly threw the panties on the floor and strode out of the room and into his own bedroom to finish, then went back downstairs.

Clara came down later on, dressed in a blue dress that hugged her tits and waist and flared at her hips. 

"Where are you going?" asked Bill, eyeing her up and down.

"Out with some friends for my birthday. I'll be back later."

"No later than 11."

"Dad! I'm 18 now! I shouldn't have a curfew!"

"You're still in high school and you still have a curfew. Don't get yourself grounded for your birthday."

She pouted at him. "But I'll be a senior!"

"No, Clara," he said.

"Fine." 

She walked over to him, leaned down and kissed him on the forehead. He imagined himself reaching up and grabbing onto her breasts. 

"Bye dad, see ya later."

"Bye sweetie. Be safe!"

After she left he decided he would take full advantage of his wife's absence. 

Clara came home at 11 o'clock on the dot like a good little girl. She found Bill asleep on the couch.

"Dad? Dad, wake up!"

"Huh? What?" He opened his eyes. "What time is it?"

"It's 11. I'm home on time. I'm going to bed. Good night, daddy!"

An hour later, Bill crept into her room. She was fast asleep. He pulled the covers down and looked her over. She was in a camisole again, and a pair of white, lacy panties.

He sat on the bed and reached between her legs, and lightly dragged his fingers up and down her slit. She moaned but didn't awaken.

He got up then situated himself between her legs, and pulled her panties down. He licked her slowly, from her hole to her rosebud, and she moaned and stirred. He licked faster, savoring her sweetness, and she awoke.

"Wha- Daddy? What are you doing?" she exclaimed. She tried to pull away but his arms were clamped around her thighs tightly, just as his mouth was clamped onto her pussy.

"Dad, don't!"

He didn't answer, his mouth too busy extracting her juices. She moaned and wept, "Please don't...oh god!" 

His tongue swirled around her engorged clit as she struggled to stifle her moans.

He whispered, "It's okay, baby. You can cum. Cum for daddy."

"No! This is wrong, why does it feel so good?"

He slid a finger inside her wet hole and groaned at her tightness as he moved it back and forth inside of her. He slid another finger in and pumped harder.

"Daddy don't! I'm a virgin! It hurts!"

"Don't worry baby, it won't hurt for long."

He went back to eating her and she quickly plummeted over the edge, whimpering as she came.

"Mmm you taste so good, baby."

He got up and she wept as she heard his pants unzip. She closed her legs together, guilty and ashamed at the pleasure she experienced at the hands of her father.

"Oh no baby, you're gonna let me fuck that tight little pussy of yours."

"Daddy, how could you?"

He pushed her legs apart and climbed on top of her. "You just came for me, I think you like this."

"I'll tell mom!"

He leaned down and smacked her across the face hard. 

"Ow!" she shrieked.

"You won't say a word to mom, do you understand? You walk around here dressed like a little slut, you shave your pussy like a little slut, and this is what little sluts get."

He thrust his manhood inside her, stretching her painfully. She cried out and tears streamed down her face.

"Oh baby, you have no idea how good your cunt feels around daddy's cock. Do you like this? Do you like feeling your daddy's cock deep inside you?"

"It hurts!"

"I can feel your juices leaking all over me."

He groaned and fucked her harder, she cried out at the pain. All of a sudden he grunted and she felt her pussy fill up with his hot cum.

"Daddy!" she moaned. 

He pulled out and smacked her clit with his dick. "Next time you'll cum all over my dick, baby."

"Next time?"

"You didn't think this was a one time thing, did you?"

He left the room. She could feel his seed leaking out of her. She reached down between her legs, scooped some up and tasted it. 

At 3 a.m. she was still awake, reviewing what her daddy had just done to her. She kept thinking about her orgasm and how good it felt. She'd never had an orgasm before. She never even touched herself. 

She spread her legs and her hand traveled slowly down to her pussy. She started rubbing her clit. It felt good, but not like daddy's tongue. 

She started getting slippery and rubbed faster and harder. But an hour later, she still could not cum. She sobbed in frustration, she needed to cum again. Badly. She knew what she needed to do.

She got up and tiptoed into her parents' room. A pang of guilt shot through her when she looked at the empty spot where her mother slept. But then she looked at her sleeping father and her need overcame her. 

She climbed onto the bed. "Daddy?" 

He grunted and stirred. She put her hand on his shoulder and gently shook him. "Daddy?"

"Yes? What baby?" he said, still half asleep.

"Daddy, will you make me cum again?"

He was fully awakened by that, and he opened his eyes and looked at his daughter. She was kneeling on the bed, naked, her legs spread.

"I can't do it," she whined as she rubbed herself. "Please, daddy?"

He was shocked, but he reached out and started rubbing between her legs. She moaned and threw her head to the side. "It feels so good, daddy."

"You like feeling my fingers in your pussy, sweetie?"

"Mhm," she moaned.

He slid two fingers inside her gently, and rubbed her clit with his thumb. She panted and moaned. Bill watched his daughter's face as he brought her closer and closer to climax. Her juices leaked down his arm.

"This is so wrong, daddy," she moaned.

"I know it is, baby. But doesn't it make you feel good?"

"Yes. Oh, Daddy! I think I'm gonna cum!"

"Cum for me, baby."

She shuddered and her pussy clamped and pulsated around his fingers as her cum gushed down his arm.

"Oh, baby," he whispered. "Good girl."

"You wanna fuck me now, daddy?"

"Yeah baby, I do. Climb on top of me."

She climbed on top of him and he rubbed his bulbous head against her dripping slit, then stuck it inside her.

"Ow," she groaned. "Daddy, you're too big, I think."

"Don't worry, baby. Now slide up and down on daddy's cock. Do you think you can do that?"

"Yes, daddy."

She started sliding up and down, down, down, slowly building up the pace and stuffing her daddy's cock deeper and deeper inside of her until she was grinding down on it.

"Mmm daddy, it's starting to feel so good!"

"That's right, fuck yourself. Fuck yourself, slut."

She gasped. "Am I really a slut, daddy?"

"You're daddy's little slut. You like fucking your daddy, don't you?"

"Mhmm...Yes, daddy."

She bounced up and down fast, he grabbed onto her titties and pulled at her nipples. He leaned up and took one into his mouth, then leaned up and kissed her, invading her mouth with his tongue. She cried out and started cumming. He held her hips and guided her as she rode out her orgasm.

"Mmm that's right, baby. Cum on that cock."

"Oh daddy!" she cried, spasming.

"I'm gonna feed you my cum, baby. Have you ever tasted cum?"

"Yes...And I tasted yours after you left the room."

"Did you like it?"

"Yes, daddy."

"I knew my little girl was a slut."

He pulled out of her and she slid down and for the first time saw her daddy's big cock. He held it to her face and smacked her lips with it, and she opened her mouth and tasted it.

"You taste yourself on me? See how good you taste?"

"Mhmm," she moaned with a mouthful of cock.

He grabbed the back of her head and moved it up and down, gagging her. 

"Oh baby, are you ready to swallow all of daddy's cum?"

"Mhmm!"

"Taste it. Eat all your daddy's cum like a good little girl." He exploded into her mouth and she started swallowing. 

"That's a good girl," he grunted. "Oh, you fucking slut."

He pulled out and she looked up at him and smiled.

"Can I sleep in here tonight?"

"Yes, baby. Come here."

"Thank you, daddy."

She curled up in his arms and fell asleep.

The next morning she woke up and Bill wasn't next to her. She got out of bed and walked downstairs and found him sitting in his boxers in the kitchen. He looked up at her naked body as he sipped his coffee. 

"Hi daddy," she said shyly.

"Hi baby. Look at you, you are such a sexy girl. Come sit on my lap."

She smiled and sat on his lap, putting her arms around his neck.

He stroked her body, running his hands up and down and over her curves. Her nipples grew hard and she felt herself grow moist under his caresses. He rubbed his thumb over her bottom lip and kissed her deeply, then reached between her legs and started stroking her sex.

"Have any other boys ever touched you like this, Clara?"

"Yes, but it never felt as good as when you do it, daddy."

"Did they ever make you cum like I do?"

"I never came until you made me."

"I bet they didn't know what they were doing. You need the touch of a real man." 

"Mhmm..." She rolled her head back and started moaning. He felt her dripping onto his thigh, and she felt his bulge pressing into her ass cheek.

"You gonna cum for me, baby?" he whispered, kissing her forehead.

"I think so, daddy..."

He pressed his fingers against her clit harder and rubbed faster.

"Daddy! You're gonna make me cum!"

"I know, sweetie," he smiled.

She yelped and shuddered and quivered in his arms as he brought her to orgasm, her pussy dripping and gushing onto his thigh.

"Such a messy little slut. Clean that up, Clara."

She caught her breath and got onto her knees, and licked her cum off of his thigh. He picked her hand up and placed it on his bulging cock, and she rubbed it as she ate her cum off of his leg.

"Now put your mouth on my cock, Clara."

She looked up at him and pulled his cock out of his boxers, and started sucking vigorously. He grunted and groaned and pulled her hair, and came violently in her hungry mouth. It seemed like he had an endless supply of semen just for his daughter, he filled her mouth to the point of overflowing. His cum dripped from her lips and down her chin as he slid himself out. He scooped the rest up and fed it to her. She sucked it off his fingers happily, satisfied.

"Good girl."

"Thank you, daddy."

"Clara...how would you feel if I said I wanted to share you with a friend of mine?"

She looked up at him with her big, blue eyes. "What do you mean?"

"I mean, some of my friends have really wanted to fuck you for a long time. How would you feel if I let one of them? Would you like that?"

"You've talked to your friends about fucking me?" she asked in disbelief.

"I have. They ask me how hard it is to live with you without touching you."

She though for a moment, not sure what to say. "I guess...I guess I could try it for you, daddy."

"My baby girl is such a good little slut."

She smiled up at him. "Thank you, daddy."

"Now go take a shower and I'll get him to come over here." 

I Only Cum for Daddy Ch. 02



Clara stepped into the shower and let the water saturate her hair. She bit her lip as she thought about the sins she'd just committed. Most shameful to her was that she, her mother's daughter, was the reason for her father's adultery. What would her mother think if she ever found out? She would never forgive her! She didn't know if she'd even be able to look her in the eye.
But her daddy made her feel so good! She couldn't resist him. She didn't want to. She wondered at how he could make her cum when no one else, not even herself could. She assumed it must be because he had much more experience in his 50 years. Bill was attractive, fit, and her friends often cooed to Clara about his sex appeal, making her blush uncontrollably. But it was more than just all that which had made her compliant almost immediately. Perhaps it was in the way he touched her, how it carried a certain tenderness even when he was rough.
She wanted to touch herself but she knew she needed to be ready soon, and quickly finished her shower. She wrapped a towel around her and walked into her room to find Bill and his friend Jack sitting on her bed, waiting for her.
"Oh! Hi, Jack."
Jack was her father's age, not as good looking and slightly overweight. She'd often noticed the way he looked at her. He'd always seemed unashamed when he leered at her. 
They both smiled at her and Bill said, "Why don't you remove that towel and show Jack your sexy little body?"
Clara let the towel fall to the floor and stood before them naked. Her heart pounded as she watched Jack look her over.
"Turn around, let me see that nice, round ass of yours," growled Jack.
She looked at her daddy, who smiled and nodded at her, then she turned around and showed Jack her bare ass.
"Can I touch it, Bill?" 
"She's all yours. Clara, you'll be a good girl and give Jack what he wants, right?"
"Yes, Daddy."
Jack rose from the bed and walked to Clara. She watched in the mirror as he groped her ass and licked his lips. He reached between her legs and fingered her sex.
"You're wet already. My, you are a little slut, aren't you? Look at yourself in the mirror, watch me play with you while your daddy watches. You are such a naughty, dirty girl."
She looked at Bill, whose eyes were on Jack's hand as he rubbed her. Bill made eye contact with her and asked, "Does what he's doing feel good, Clara?"
"Yes, daddy," she whispered.
All of a sudden Bill's cell phone rang. 
"Damnit," he muttered, looking at the screen. "I have to take this, it's my office."
Clara watched as he got up and left the room. 
"It's just you and me now, kid," smiled Jack. He pushed her to her dresser and bent her over, she was face-to-face with herself in the mirror. He unzipped his pants and spanked his hard member on her ass cheek, then slipped it into her dripping hole.
"Ohh god, you are so fucking tight," he growled. 
"Do you like it, Jack?"
"I love it. Mmm..."
He thrust hard inside her, hitting her cervix. She yelped and moaned as he pumped her vagina, glazing his cock with her juices.
"You are so goddamn wet...you really like getting fucked, don't you?"
"Uh-huh!" she cried.
He reached around and started rubbing her clit. She pushed back into him and started matching his thrusts.
"Good girl. Look at yourself getting fucked. Look at your slut body getting fucked." 
She opened her eyes and looked in the mirror. Jack pulled her long hair and she watched as he fucked her, watched as she moaned each time his cock slammed into her, watched as her titties bounced and swayed as they moved back and forth. She felt her juices dripping down her thighs, and she wanted to cum. But she couldn't. She was almost there, she was so close, but she couldn't cum. 
"Come on, baby. I know you wanna cum on this dick."
"I do! But I can't!" she half- whined, half-moaned.
"What's the matter? Need me to fuck you harder?"
He started thrusting fast and hard and made her scream with pleasure, but she still couldn't orgasm. What was wrong with her? It felt so good and yet...
Bill walked back into the room and sat on the bed. She watched him watch her in the mirror.
"How's my baby girl doing, Jack?"
"She's got an excellent, juicy little cunt," he said breathlessly.
"Do you like how Jack fucks you, baby?"
"Uh-huh, Daddy! Oh! Oh god! Daddy!" She screamed and came, her tight pussy muscles clenching and pulsating around Jack's dick. Jack groaned and yanked on her hair. 
"Get on your knees and clean my dick off, slut," he growled.
He pulled out and she turned and got on her knees. He rubbed his dripping wet cock across her lips and smeared her cum across her cheeks. She started licking and sucking her dripping juices from his balls, then worked her way up his shaft and took him into her mouth.
"Mmm, suck that dick, baby," growled Bill.
She sucked Jack hard, and he pulled out and ejaculated all over her face. Jack smacked her with his cock then put it away. 
"Can I take a picture of her?" he asked.
"No. Absolutely not."
Jack laughed. "Seriously?"
"Yeah, seriously."
"Open your mouth," said Bill to Clara.
Clara opened her mouth. Bill got up and walked to her and unzipped his pants. He unleashed his hard cock into her mouth and fucked his daughter's cum-covered face.
"Play with that pussy, Clara," said Bill. 
Clara started rubbing her clit as Bill gagged her with his dick. She moaned and gagged and tears started to ooze out of her eyes. Bill grabbed the back of his daughter's head and her mouth clamped onto him harder as she squealed on his cock. She was cumming all over the rug. She couldn't believe she'd actually made herself cum.
"Yeah, you like cumming with daddy's dick in your mouth, don't you baby?"
"Mhm!" 
"Good, that's good baby. You ready for my seed?"
"Mhm!"
His cock pulsated and pumped his load into her mouth, her hungry tongue swirled around the head as it spewed its salty nectar.
"Mmm...thank you, daddy," she said when he pulled out.
"You're welcome, baby."
Jack shook his head and muttered, "Man. You are one lucky father."
Bill smiled and patted Clara on the head. "I know."
"Bye Clara. Hope to see you again real soon," said Jack.
"Bye Jack."
"Clara, I've got some work to do. Why don't you get cleaned up and relax?"
"Okay, daddy," she smiled.
They left the room and she got up and looked at her cum-covered face in the mirror. She didn't clean herself off. Instead, she laid down on her bed and spread her legs and started masturbating. She wanted to see if she could make herself cum again.
She couldn't. No matter how hard she tried or how wet she got, she could not produce an orgasm all by herself. She tried for at least an hour and a half. She stopped and thought about how she couldn't cum with Jack when her daddy wasn't in the room, and how quickly she had when he came back. And how she touched herself with daddy in her mouth and gushed all over the floor. Yet if she was alone and just thinking about him, she couldn't orgasm. And forget the boys from school - she'd always faked it when they fingered her.
She needed her daddy to make her cum.
She washed her face and went downstairs to his office. He was on his computer typing quickly, but stopped and looked up when she came in.
"Daddy, can I try something?"
"Sure baby, what is it?"
"Will you watch me masturbate?"
He smiled and said, "Why do you need me to do that?"
"Because I don't think I can cum without you."
He raised his eyebrows in surprise. "Why don't you sit on the couch and spread your legs and touch yourself for me, then?"
"Thank you, daddy."
She sat back on the couch and spread her legs. He watched as she dipped her fingers into her vagina and started working her clit. She looked at him and moaned, "Oh daddy..." 
He didn't say anything and just watched, curious to see if she needed any additional physical contact. But she didn't. She apparently only needed him to be in the room. 
"Oh daddy!" she squeaked and he watched as her pussy pulsated and her cum flowed onto the grey couch. 
"Oh baby...you do need me there so you can cum, don't you?"
"Yes, daddy...I think so..."
"You are such a good little girl. You really are a daddy's girl, aren't you?"
She nodded and he got up and went to her. 
"Get on the floor, on your hands and knees."
She obeyed and he slid his cock inside her and fucked her gently.
"You like cumming for me?"
"Yeah!" she moaned.
He slid in and out slowly, letting her feel every inch of him. He couldn't believe that she needed him so much that she couldn't even cum without him. He smiled as he felt her pussy clench around him and release its cum onto his cock. This was his pussy. All his. He would own it.
He whispered, "I'm gonna cum inside you, Clara."
"Yes, please cum inside me, daddy! I love how it feels inside me!"
"Ohh Clara..." He exploded inside her and she groaned and orgasmed again when she felt his hot sperm fill her hole.
"Oh daddy..." 
He pulled out and grabbed his phone from the desk, then snapped a few pictures of his cum leaking from his daughter's cunt. He scooped some out and fed it to her. Then he showed her the picture.
"Look at that. Look at your daddy's cum seeping out of your vagina. Do you like that?"
"Yes, daddy," she smiled and blushed.
He helped her up and put his arms around her. His cum streamed down her leg as he held her tightly. 
"You're my precious little slut, Clara."
"Thank you, daddy."
"Do you know how much it means to me that you let me do these things with you?"
"How much?"
"So much, baby." 
He bent down and kissed her mouth deeply. 
"Mmm I love the way you kiss me, daddy."
"I love the way you kiss me too, Clara. Now go and get cleaned up. I have to get back to work."
Clara bounced up the stairs happily, satisfied. When she got to her room she put one leg on her bed and scooped up the cum that had streamed down her leg, and ate it. Her daddy tasted so good to her.
Bill knew it was fucked up that he was fucking his daughter. But he couldn't help it. The fact that she liked it so much only fueled his desire. He wondered what his wife would say if she ever found out. 
Sharon was no stranger to kink, and occasionally they'd swing. But this, of course, was different. She'd never expressed a sexual interest in their daughter- and why would she? It was wrong.
Sharon would be home the next day. He didn't know how he'd handle it - or how Clara would handle it, for that matter. He got up and went to her room, where she was lounging, naked.
"Clara, we need to talk about something."
"Yes?"
"When mommy comes home, we'll have to be careful."
"I know."
"Do you feel that you'll be okay with pretending like everything's normal?"
"I think so. But I do feel bad about it."
"Why, honey?"
"Because you're cheating on mommy with me, aren't you?"
Bill nodded his head. "I know, but this is different. This is special."
"It is, isn't it?"
"Of course it is."
"Daddy? Are you gonna share me with anymore of your friends?"
Bill remembered how Jack wanted to photograph her, and how it bothered him. "I don't know, hon. I'm not sure I want to. How do you feel about it?"
"Well, I kinda liked it. But mostly because I thought you liked it."
"Well I did...but I don't think I'll be sharing you anytime soon."
"Okay. I'll be all yours," she beamed at him.
"That's right, sweetie. All mine."
When Sharon returned the next day she was treated to a warm welcome and dinner on the table, courtesy of Clara. 
"Well isn't this lovely! How nice of you to cook for me!"
"We missed you!" said Clara. "How was A.C.?"
"Good! I won two thousand dollars!"
"That's awesome!"
"That's great, honey!" said Bill.
"I'm gonna put it in Clara's college fund," she smiled.
Clara's stomach reeled from the surge of guilt that struck her. While she was fucking daddy, her mother was planning for her future.
Clara grew quiet and didn't say much more, especially when Sharon asked them what they did while she was gone. Clara could feel the heat rising to her cheeks, and quickly got up to get a glass of water.
Sharon eyed her as she did so, catching how her daughter's cheeks had colored. She looked at Bill.
"Anything you care to share with me?"
"Oh, it's nothing. I just had to ground her."
"Why?"
"She broke curfew."
"Clara!"
Clara spun around, not missing a beat. "Well it was my birthday!" she insisted.
"I don't care. You know the rules. What time did she get home, Bill?"
"One a.m."
Sharon gasped. "One a.m.! What were you doing until one a.m.? You're lucky you're too old for spankings, I'd give you one right here!"
Clara looked at her, dumbfounded at the thought of her mother spanking her bare bottom. She felt her pussy tingling, and sat back down.
"Two weeks," said Sharon.
"But daddy only said one!" she whined, a perfect little actress.
"Come on, Sharon. It was her birthday, after all."
"I don't care. Rules are rules. What were you doing until one a.m.?"
"We just hung out at the restaurant. No big deal."
"You weren't drinking, were you?"
"Mommy, I don't drink!"
"Do your friends?"
"No!"
Sharon frowned and took a bite of her food. "Was this for a boy?"
"No! I don't have a boyfriend!"
"What about that guy Matt you were seeing?"
"He's a jerk."
"What happened?"
"He started seeing some other girl from school. I don't know why," she pouted.
Sharon softened. "Well he's an idiot. You're beautiful, and bright, and he's not worth worrying about."
Clara smiled. "Thank you, mommy!"
"You're still grounded though."
Clara sighed out of frustration and looked at her father for help. He didn't push it because frankly, it made it more convenient for him to play with his little girl. He only shook his head and went back to his food.
Later that night, after Clara said good night, Sharon beckoned Bill to the bedroom. He closed the door and watched as she took her clothes off and revealed her curvy body and her 36D breasts. She got on her knees before him and said, "I've been thinking about your cock all weekend."
"Oh yeah?"
Bill unzipped his pants and Sharon pulled them down and took his semi-hard penis into her mouth, and moaned as she sucked and felt it grow. 
Bill grabbed her nipples and pulled at them, making her moan louder. He twisted them between his fingers and she sucked harder and faster, taking his whole cock into her throat. 
Bill groaned and grabbed the back of her head and fucked her throat. Then he pulled out and said, "Get on all fours."
Sharon giggled, "Yes Sir!"
Bill drove himself into Sharon's wet pussy and she yelped ecstatically.
Clara heard her. She got out of bed and crept out of her room and stood at her parents' door, listening.
She heard a smack and her mother shrieked. Then she heard her father say, "You like getting fucked like a little slut, don't you?"
"Uh-huh!" she moaned.
Clara's hand crept to her pussy and she leaned against the wall and spread her legs as she listened to her parents fucking. She rubbed her clit hard as she listened to how Sharon moaned louder and louder and finally wailed, "I'm gonna cum!"
"Cum all over my dick, baby. I'm gonna fill your cunt with my cum."
"Mmm please fill me with your seed!"
Bill grunted and ejaculated into his wife's pussy as she orgasmed.
Clara moaned quietly and shuddered as her pussy came, juice drizzled all over the hardwood floor. When she recovered she didn't notice the puddle she made, and crept back to her bedroom and shut the door.
Bill and Sharon lay in a sweaty heap on the bed. She got up and said, "I'm gonna get a glass of water. You want some?"
"Sure, baby."
Sharon wrapped herself in her black satin robe and opened the door. She immediately noticed the puddle Clara had made on the floor. 
"Bill? Is there a leak?"
"What? Where?"
"Out here. There's a puddle of water out here."
"Water? Do you see a crack anywhere?"
Sharon looked at the ceiling and did not see any tell-tale signs of a leak. She felt the wall, which was dry, then knelt down and stuck her hand in the puddle of cum.
"What is- oh my god." Sharon felt the viscosity of the fluid, and knew immediately what it was. 
"Bill," she whispered. "Come over here."
"Why? What's wrong?"
"Just come here!"
Bill threw on a robe and joined Sharon in the hallway. 
"This isn't water," she said, holding her glazed fingers up to him.
Clara heard her parents' voices, but she couldn't make out what they were saying. She strained to listen.
"Bill, it feels like cum!"
"Cum?" Bill started getting nervous as he imagined his daughter out in the hallway cumming all over the floor.
"Do you think it's Clara's?" she whispered, her eyes wide.
"No- wait, what are you saying?"
"I think she heard us fucking and masturbated right outside our door."
"Clara wouldn't-"
"If she's anything like I was at her age she would."
"What?" Bill was confused.
Sharon pressed her lips to her mouth and tasted them. "Yep. Definitely cum. Shh, I'm gonna knock on her door."
Bill was astonished. Sharon walked to Clara's door and knocked. Clara pretended to be asleep. Sharon opened the door and turned on the light.
"Clara. Get up."
Clara didn't respond, and didn't breathe.
"Clara." 
Sharon walked to her bed and tore the covers off of her, revealing her completely nude body. Sharon's eye's roved over her daughter's delicate curves and she licked her lips.
"Clara! Open your eyes! I know you're awake, you're not breathing."
Clara opened her eyes and inhaled sharply. "Mom! What are you doing?"
"Did you spill something in the hallway?"
"What? No! Can I go back to-"
"Oh, I think you did. Get up."
"What? I didn't spill anything!"
"Get. Up."
Sharon's blue eyes pierced through her and Clara knew she was in trouble. She slowly got up and reached for her robe. Sharon swatted her hand.
"You won't need that."
"What? Mom! I'm naked!"
"I can see that. Come on."
Clara followed her mom out to the hallway where her father waited. She froze dead in her tracks.
"I'm sure your father doesn't mind at all, do you, Bill?"
Bill just shook his head and looked over his daughter's body, his cock twitching and growing.
Sharon took Clara by the hand and pulled her to the puddle she made and pointed at it.
"You spilled this."
"No I didn't! What is that?"
"Oh like you don't know. Were you just out here, listening to us fuck? Were you touching yourself?"
Clara's face gave her away even as she tried to lie through her reddening cheeks. "No! Mom! Why would-"
"Don't lie to me. Bill, do you agree with me? Do you think this is all from Clara? Because we both know it's not from me." Sharon crouched down and dipped her fingers into the puddle, then stood up and pressed them to Clara's mouth.
"Open."
Clara reluctantly opened her mouth and felt the blood rush to her pussy as she tasted herself from her mother's fingers.
"Clean it up."
Clara sucked at her mother's fingers, but Sharon pulled them away.
"I mean, clean your cum up off the floor."
Bill inhaled sharply and his cock stood straight up underneath his robe. 
Clara turned to get a towel from the bathroom, but Sharon grabbed her arm and stopped her. "I meant with your tongue. Don't you agree, Bill? Shouldn't our daughter clean up her mess, especially now that she's tacitly acknowledged that it's hers?"
Clara looked at her father, awed by her mother. He cracked a smile and crossed his arms. "Yes, I think she should. Clara, listen to your mother."
"And I mean every drop," she added.
Clara got on her hands and knees and started licking her cum up, her hair falling in her face. Sharon knelt down next to her and held her hair back in a ponytail as she slurped her juices from the floor.
"Good girl," said Sharon. "That's right, get it all. Tastes good, doesn't it?"
Sharon started rubbing her daughter's right breast softly, circling her palm on her nipple, making it hard. She reached across and did the same to the other, Clara moaned.
Sharon suddenly slapped Clara's tits. She went back and forth, alternating between the two. 




I Only Cum for Daddy Ch. 02



"You like listening to your parents fucking, don't you?"
"Uh-huh!"
"You are such a naughty girl, much naughtier than I thought. How could you make a mess like this and not clean it up right away? Hmm?"
"I didn't know I'd made a mess...I think I'm done..."
Sharon looked at the clean floor and smiled. "Very good!" she cooed. "Now what do you say?"
"I'm sorry?"
"Is that a question?"
"I- I'm sorry, mom."
"Good girl. Apology accepted. Now... you're going to clean me up. Is that okay with you, Bill?"
Bill smiled and said, "Sure is, hon."
She smiled up at him, then stood and took Clara by the hand and pulled her into the bedroom. Sharon laid down on the bed and spread her legs.
"Ever eat pussy, Clara?"
"No..."
"I'll guide you through it."
Clara looked at her mother's pink, glistening pussy, and at the cum that leaked out of it. Most of his cum had trailed down her leg, but some still remained in her opening.
Clara climbed onto the bed and Sharon told her, "Starting from what's dripped down my leg."
Bill watched from the doorway, finding the scenario unbelievable and unbelievably lucky. He was shocked. And more than relieved. 
Clara dragged her tongue up her mother's smooth calf, collecting her father's sperm with her tongue and swallowing.
"Good, good baby," said her mother as she watched her.
Clara worked her way up to Sharon's inner thigh, and Sharon twitched when she made contact. Clara pressed her lips to it and kissed the cum into her mouth. Her mother's thighs were so warm, and she could feel the heat emanating from her pussy. 
When she cleaned up the right thigh, she moved to the left leg and did the same. My, her father came a lot! Clara felt a tinge of jealousy, but cast it aside. 
Sharon was moaning and twitching as Clara cleaned her up, turning Clara - and Bill - on even more. Clara had never really thought about any women in that way, but it felt natural. 
She finally reached her pussy, which was puffy and engorged with blood. Clara licked at the salty cum that dripped from her mother's hole, savoring the combined taste of pussy and sperm. She sucked at it, and ran her tongue up Sharon's labia, and to her clit.
"Yes, good baby," she moaned. "You like this, huh? You like eating your mother's cunt?"
Bill started stroking his cock as he watched them, not wanting to interrupt this exquisite sight. Sharon looked at him and smiled. 
"I always knew you wanted to fuck her."
"Did you?"
"Yeah. And I saw that hard-on you were sporting on her birthday."
Bill walked to her and smacked her lips with his cock a few times. She opened her mouth and took him in.
Clara's tongue swirled around Sharon's pussy, licking and sucking at every inch of it. As Sharon got wetter and pulsated with sensation, more of Bill's cum seeped out and Clara stuck her tongue in her hole and ate it up.
Bill fucked his wife's face hard as Clara's actions produced moans from her that vibrated on his throbbing cock. He looked down at her and grunted, "I'm gonna fuck our daughter."
Clara sucked at her mom's clit, milking it like it was her breast. Bill pulled out of Sharon's salivating mouth and got on the bed with his daughter. 
"Get on your knees, stick that ass up in the air."
Clara stopped for a moment and obeyed, spreading her legs for her father. She put her face back in her mother's pussy and moaned as Bill teased the dripping wet entrance to her mound. 
"You like eating mommy's cunt?"
"Mhmm!"
"You're such a good girl."
He slammed into her and she cried out. Sharon grabbed her head and shoved it back between her thighs.
"Mommy's gonna cum, Clara. You ready?"
"Uh-huh!"
Sharon bucked and her pussy throbbed in Clara's face, coating her lips and chin with her cum. Clara voraciously slurped it up as her mother's orgasm tapered.
"You did so good, baby. I'm proud of you," she smiled, stroking her hair.
"Thank you, mommy," Clara smiled back.
Sharon got up and reached under Clara, and found her wet clit. She started massaging it, watching as Bill thrust in and out of their daughter.
Clara became so wet that her juices seeped and pooled around her hole, and Bill splashed with his shaft each time he drove himself in. Sharon continued her ministrations on Clara's clit, and smiled up at Bill.
"We've got such a little slut for a daughter, don't we?"
"Just like her mother."
Sharon pressed harder on Clara's clit and Clara cried out as an orgasm ripped through her and she squirted all over Bill and the bed.
"Oh Jesus," Bill groaned. "I'm gonna cum."
Bill pulled out and squirted his heavy load onto Clara's quivering pussy. 
"Clean that up," he said to Sharon.
Sharon got behind her daughter and bent down and licked all of his thick cum off of her. Clara twitched and squealed, too sensitive still from her orgasm. Bill held her steady, pressing his hand down on her lower back.
Sharon's tongue danced in her daughter's pussy, and soon Clara was moaning again. 
"That's it baby, cum for your mother," said Bill.
Clara clung to the sheets as Sharon ate her hungrily. 
"Oh god! Mommy!"
Clara exploded once again, her cum flowing onto Sharon's tongue as she licked and probed her pulsating hole.
"Oh god!" she moaned.
"Mmm, my baby tastes so good," murmured Sharon.
Sharon pulled away and Clara collapsed onto the bed. Bill stroked Clara's hair and said, "Give your mother a kiss. She ate you so well."
Clara moaned and got up and kissed her mother's lips lightly at first. 
"No," said Sharon. "Like this."
Her mother put her hand on her cheek and kissed her deeply, and Clara felt her stomach flutter.
"Did you like it? Did you like fucking your mommy and daddy?" asked Sharon.
"Yes..."
"We liked it too, baby. Now kiss your father good night and go get some sleep."
Clara turned to her father, who gave her a deep, demanding kiss. 
All Clara could think of was how lucky she was when she curled up and fell fast asleep.