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Now Daddy!

By: DejectedOne



This is the official disclaimer. This story is a work entirely of Fiction. It is fetish related, and quite dirty. It deals with extremely humiliating events performed on a father/husband, by his daughter and wife. Some of you may be offended by this story, and if that is the case, I urge you not to read it, as I do not want to offend anyone.

Where to begin? I suppose I should start with my real life and then my fantasies. In real life I’m a happy father and husband. My little girl, is barely a little girl anymore, she’ll be heading to college soon. Anyway in real life I handle the finances of the house, I’m confident and successful, and both my wife and I work. My wife and I enjoy a moderately healthy sex life, that being 1 to four times a week depending on the week, and I truly love her.

Now let me fill you in on how this trouble started. I am an insomniac. There are nights, usually once a week, sometimes more when sleep simply will not happen for me. I can be up until two, three, or sometimes even four or five in the morning. The following day I am exhausted, but it seems to reset my sleep cycle. During these nights sometimes I would look at porn, something my wife was aware of, and has done with me on a few occasions. Other nights I would play on-line games, or just surf. It all started with those on-line games. You can chat with the other players, and as this is the internet flirting is pretty commonplace and I began to flirt. I liked the flirting, and after a while I began only playing female players.

The profile for on-line players allows for a picture, so I threw one of me up. Now occasionally a woman would tell me I was cute, and I would thank them. Then one night I played a woman and the flirting started. I had been looking at porn all night and was hot and erect and just very horny. She asked what else I was up to and I honestly said, playing scrabble and looking at porn and threw a lol (laugh out loud) at the end.

She asked if I was jerking off. I had long since removed my pants and had a big comfy blanket wrapped around me and in all truth was absent-mindedly stroking myself. I told her ‘a little’. She responded that she wanted to see. The thought aroused me intensely. At the time the only fully digital camera we had was a junky little mini-cam, it didn’t even work as a web cam. My profile picture I had had to scan from an older photo album shot. 

Tentatively I agreed and asked her how. She suggested webcam on instant messenger I told her I didn’t have it, but could do a low quality still. So she told me to put the still on my profile. I set the little digital camera up and aimed it to capture about two feet from my thighs to my abdomen, and wrapping one hand around myself I snapped a single image and as ordered posted it to my profile. (Something anyone in the game room could look at, even though she and I were at a private scrabble table.)

I waited with baited breath and a cock so hard and strained I thought it would burst as she went to check my ‘new’ profile. Finally she came back with something like ‘Ooo nice, now cum for me.’ I’m not bragging, but the fact that this sudden exhibitionist side of me could come out was helped by the fact that I am fit, and I am moderately well-endowed, a little over seven inches hard. The game was forgotten as she began to ask me about my progress. I ended up posting about a dozen different pictures to my profile, and finally one with cum oozing down over my knuckles.

I was hooked. For the next few months Any time I was up late I would surf for porn and play scrabble only sitting at tables with women. I tried aiming for suggestive screen names only. I had already made a suggestive name of my own several in fact. I began getting better at finding the women willing to have me strip and after three or four telling me I should get instant messenger I finally did. The following night I bought an inexpensive webcam. I installed it and hid the icons, I even put the program for it in an obscure folder so my wife or daughter wouldn’t find it. The camera could be un-plugged and hidden in another room.

During those months I quickly learned that beyond even my exhibitionist side was a submissive side. I liked these women telling me what to do for them and the webcam would REALLY allow them to kind of order me around. I even put a few photos on the Literotica bulletin boards under the amateur picture feedback. Most of them just wanted to see me masturbate, or shake my buns. (I have a really toned butt) A few though began to get a little raunchier. At my encouraging, I told them I was their willing subject. 

I remember the first time one pushed my limit. It was before the webcam, I was e-mailing her pictures three at a time while we played scrabble. She told me to take one sitting in my desk chair and to spread my legs and keep stroking. So I did, then she told me to lower the camera so she could really see my cock, I set it on a shelf in front of my chair. She told me to drape a leg over each arm of the chair, this meant I had to REALLY spread my legs. I did, really horny that she knew EXACTLY what to tell me. 

I looked at the image and there right below my balls was my asshole. My legs were spread so wide you could see it. I sent the pics. ‘Nice Asshole.’ She answered. ‘With your legs just like that touch your asshole.' My hands were shaking and precome was openly running down my erect penis. I reached down and touched my asshole. That would be the first of three pictures. For the next two she had me first rub some of the afore mentioned precome on it and take a shot of it glistening, and then stick my finger in just a little bit. I clicked send and waited knowing I had done exactly what she had asked. 

‘Very good.’ She answered needless to say when I finally did come for her it was with one finger deep in my own ass. The reason that I’m telling you all this is, first off to give you an idea of just how embarrassing it would’ve been for someone I know to find out about this. Also to show you that I was developing a real fetish of enjoying being a little humiliated, and definitely enjoying being told what to do.

Next came the webcam, and I gave up the scrabble rooms for chat rooms, at first I was dismayed by the low volume of actual people in chat rooms, almost none of which were women, so I went back to the scrabble rooms, where there was an overabundance of real people, and quite a few of them were women, I knew it was hard to tell a REAL woman from a man on the internet, but for people just playing scrabble I figured not many would lie, and there was also quite a bit of conversation about mundane things before I began laying hints at my willingness to perform for them. 

With the webcam I would spend sometimes as many as two hours in the dead of night naked with as many as two or three women watching me for all intents and purposes degrade myself. I began to really yearn for the raunchier stuff, and fingering my ass was also getting me off, especially if someone could see me. So I would offer to do whatever the women wanted, and although a lot were willing to watch very few were willing to tell me what to do, much less willing to tell me to finger myself, or do anything more or very different. They would ask me what I wanted to do, or sometimes things that I had been asked to do and quite often I would have to ask them to TELL me to finger myself. Most would.

Then it all changed. My daughter, eighteen years old, active, social, beautiful (not that I had ever thought anything more than that of her) found a handful of clues on the computer and with a young person’s knowledge of computers had soon found and looked into my on-line profiles, checked the outbox of my on-line mailboxes, (I was smart enough to open free internet addresses that aren’t used as the default for our regular home e-mail) She apparently didn’t tell me anything right away. She waited. When she finally confronted me with it, she had been keeping tabs on me for a few weeks. More than that even, she had visited a friend on a night when I was on and tracked me down.

I remember the night vividly. I was playing scrabble and fishing for a horny woman to get naked for when along came an invitation from flirtymistress. There were some other numbers or something in the name, but the screen name said everything I wanted it to. I accepted the invite. Within a few minutes of playing she told me she had read on my profile that I liked showing off, and entertaining the whims of bored horny women. I replied that I did indeed. 

Within minutes we were on messenger not playing scrabble. I plugged the webcam in and invited the woman who wanted to be called mistress to view it. She sent me an invitation for her webcam too, I had only been on with two women who also had cams before and it was immensely hot to see a naked or partially naked woman touching themselves while telling me to do things to myself. When her webcam came on it was a shot of a girl from the underside of her breasts to her lap. All she had on was a bra and panties.

‘From your profile it said entertain my whims. Does that mean you’ll do what your told?’ Flirtymistress asked.

‘Yes’ I answered. I was wearing sweatpants and a sweatshirt. My cam said I had one viewer I knew it was her.

‘Get naked’ she said. My screen name was makemegetnaked. So the request was fitting. I stood and took a step back so the camera could see all of me and I pulled off my sweatshirt and sweatpants, standing in just my boxers, which were thin and tenting visibly from my intense arousal. ‘The boxers too!’ She typed.

‘Yes mistress.’ I replied hoping to show her how willing and submissive I was. I slid the boxers off causing my cock to spring free where it swayed heavily sticking almost straight up. I was watching mistress as I did it and I could see her arms pass the camera to type.

‘Very good, turn around slowly so I can get a good look at you.’ She typed.

‘Can I get a better look at you?’ I answered. Then before she answered I spun around slowly.

‘Do you want to see me or do you want to be told what to do?’ She asked.

‘Being told what to do is my big turn on, but you are very hot, so getting to see you would be an intense thrill.’ I replied finishing my turn. I watched her webcam as she undid the bra and her pert young breasts came into view. They were full and easily a C-cup, her tiny pink nipples were hard and pointy.

‘Will you do whatever I ask?’ She asked.

‘ANYTHING!’ I typed in caps to lead her.

‘We’ll see, maybe you can earn me showing you more.’ The mistress replied.

The display quickly progressed from touching myself to spanking myself. I had been asked to do this before, not wanting to wake my wife I would swing my hand quickly but stop just before my ass. Flirtymistress seemed pleased and from there I was bending over and sticking my bum out to the camera. I knew my asshole would be on display, and figured I’d soon be fingering it. When I looked back at the mistress there was another girl standing behind her. All I could see was her midsection including tiny panties.

‘Who’s your friend?’ I asked.

‘It’s her house, I’m staying here tonight, she’s been watching the whole time too.’ The mistress answered. ‘Now sit back in that chair and bring your knees to your chest.’

I sat in my desk chair, on my big fluffy blanket and brought my knees to my chest facing the camera. I watched her webcam from the corner of my eye, and they could see me looking. The new friend turned and began peeling the panties, which I now knew were thongs down her legs. A moment later she turned back and I could now see the soft black strip of her pubic hair. My cock was spewing a near constant stream of precome.

‘Spread your legs apart.’ The mistress ordered. I did watching my cheeks separate and my asshole once again come into view. ‘Have you ever fingered your own ass?’ She asked.

‘No’ I lied.

The mistress paused. I watched the screen although I couldn’t see either face, it appeared they were talking.

‘Do it now.’ She said.

‘Finger my ass?’ I typed, making sure.

‘Yes finger your ass.’ The mistress said. Within minutes I had two fingers all the way inside my bum. ‘Now come for me.’ She said. ‘Leave the fingers in there.’ I began pumping myself while my middle and index finger remained up my ass. A moment later cum erupted all over the blanket and my belly, and the fingers buried in my ass.

‘Very good.’ The mistress answered.

‘Thank-you that was hot.’ I typed. Having just come I always felt a little guilty, my pride returned a little and I suddenly felt self-conscious. ‘I should be getting to sleep now.’ I answered.

‘Not so fast’ Flirtymistress answered. ‘Who said I was done with you?’

‘It’s late here and I have to work tomorrow.’ I typed.

‘I’m in your time zone, it’s three AM here too.’ She replied. ‘I want to play with you some more.’ I was tired and spent and ready to crawl humbly into bed beside my wife. I could still see their cam, and the friend was rubbing herself, realizing that it wasn’t often I got one girl on a webcam and that I may never get two again I reluctantly agreed to stay on.

‘You look like my dad.’ Flirtymistress typed.

‘Oh sure now I look old.’ I answered.

‘Oh stop, I can’t imagine treating my daddy like this, it would be so wrong.’ She answered. Meanwhile her friend reached down to fondle the typer’s exposed breasts, I felt blood in my cock. It would be a few minutes before I was hard, but I definitely would be. I felt the urge to pee, and decided to get it out of the way before we started again. The daddy talk was a little strange, but she was VERY attractive and I was horny and willing.

‘Be right back.’ I typed.

‘Where are you going?’ She asked.

‘Gotta’ pee.’ I answered, and waited for the reply. There was a pause, a pause that made me a little nervous.

‘Wait.’ She typed.

‘Wait?’ I answered.

‘Go to your kitchen and get a glass. I want to see you do it.’ She typed. 

‘Really?’ I asked. I had read watersports stories here before, and found it mildly erotic, but had never been asked to do this before, and was nervous, but also somewhat excited. This was REALLY raunchy, and the part of me that craved humiliation was loving it.

‘Alright.’ I typed. ‘Be right back.’

I slipped quietly to the kitchen after shutting the monitor off in case my wife looked in while I was gone. When I returned I had a tall water glass, it was clear.

‘Make sure you pee in front of the camera I want to see you do it.’ Flirty’s friend was still playing with Flirty’s breasts.

I re-arranged the camera onto my desk so I could stand in front of it with the glass and positioning the glass just right I began to pee into it. Through all of this I was totally willing. Now the glass, which was pretty tall, was nearly full and my flow finally trailed off.

‘Set the glass on the desk in front of the camera.’ She instructed. I did. ‘Now sit so I can see your face beyond the glass.’ I did. ‘Now lean over and smell the pee.’ She instructed. I leaned over and the scent of pee was overwhelming; filling my nostrils. It smelled so dirty so nasty. ‘Very good.’ She typed now watch me for a moment.

I watched her webcam and her friend continued to pull and twist her breasts gently.

‘Do you want me to take off my panties?’ She asked.

‘Yes, oh god yes!’ I typed.

‘Beg me.’ She said.

‘Please mistress, please take off your panties.’ I typed.

‘You want to see my pussy?’ She typed.

‘Yes’ I answered.

‘Say it.’ She typed.

‘I want to see your pussy.’ I answered.

‘Will you be my slave forever?’ She asked.

‘Oh god yes.’ I answered.

‘Promise.’ She asked.

‘On-line I am yours.’ I replied.

‘Only on-line?’ She typed.

‘I like the anonymity of the internet, it lets me be dirty, and still be pretty safe.’ I answered sensing she might ask me to come see her, I had been asked this before, and was unwilling to meet anyone in real life.

‘So you wouldn’t fuck me in real life if I told you to?’ She answered.

‘No.’ I said.

‘I’m disappointed.’ She answered. Her fingers played over her panties. ‘I think I could make you though.’ She said. With that she stood and lowered her panties. Her soft brown pubic hair followed by her pussy came into view. Her outer lips gaped ever so slightly a tiny strip of pink between her soft brown hair, the lips glistened with her obvious arousal.

‘Tell me you love my pussy.’ She said.

‘I love your pussy.’ I typed.

‘Put your hands behind your head and keep them there.’ She typed. I did making sure she could see it on the cam.

‘Now watch me.’ She said. She reached out and the camera began to pan up as she adjusted it. Her breasts then neck came into view, and then her chin and full lips, then her nose and eyes, and I stared. For a second my thoughts clouded. I looked under the monitor at the picture of my daughter. For an instant I though wow she looks like my daughter, then it hit me.

‘Hi daddy.’ The instant messenger said as it sounded its little reply chime. I had the volume so low I barely heard it. I looked at her message and at the screen I could tell by the way her eyes trailed just past the camera that she was watching my face intently on the monitor. Beside her was a friend from high school Jenny. I lowered my arms to my sides, my eyes caught sight of the glass of piss, I could feel the slimy cum on my belly. The clock said three fifteen. ‘Oh god.’ I thought.

‘Don’t put your arms down daddy.’ She typed. I sat slumped in the chair. ‘Daddy, you seem to be forgetting that I own you. You’re my slave forever right?’ My eyes read the words she typed I wasn’t realizing fast enough. ‘DADDY!’ She typed the words were red the font was huge. ‘Do you want me to show all these pictures and videos to MOM?’ She typed. I shut my eyes and thought of my wife in the next room asleep. On screen my daughter held up a cell phone. ‘I could call and wake her up, how fast can you clean up?’ She typed.

‘What do I do?’ I asked. Typing.

‘Very good Daddy.’ My daughter typed. She was more leering than smiling on the webcam. ‘Drink the pee Daddy.’ She typed.

I looked down at my desk and the tall glass of light yellowish liquid. There was a hint of foam at the top and no mistaking what it was. I looked to the monitor for freedom and met my own daughter’s eyes. She looked triumphant, and she looked down her nose at me. I suddenly realized how low I had let myself become and that this was the consequence, the very fate of the road I had walked.

I reached out and wrapped my fingers around the glass. It was warm, very warm. I lifted watching the surface of the urine wobble as my unsteady hand brought the glass to my lips. The smell invaded my nostrils. It was almost to my lips I heard the instant message chime and prayed she was saving me from this fate.

‘Just a sip for now Daddy, don’t chug it, I want you to drink it a little at a time.’ It said. I put the glass to my lips and tilted it taking not even a mouthful in and swallowing it without tasting it. The aftertaste burst forth from every pore in my mouth the pee had passed over. It was bitter and salty. I took another sip a little bigger hoping to shorten this torture. The instant messenger went off again.

‘That’s enough put it down now daddy.’ My daughter Marie said. ‘Stand up let me see you in all your naked glory.’ I stood and backed away from the desk so the camera would see all of me. I had to squint to see the messages as my daughter noticed a little life returning to my penis. It now hung semi-erect engorged and sticking out a little straighter. ‘Daddy. You’re getting hard again. Do you like looking at my pussy? Come back to the desk.’ I walked back over.

‘Move the camera so I can see your face and your dick.’ She typed. I shuffled and re-arranged. ‘Now watch closely.’ She typed. I watched the screen.


Now Daddy! Ch. 02



The disclaimer! This story is fiction, I made it all up. I don’t even have a daughter! This story will contain extremely humiliating fetishes performed on a husband/father, by first his daughter and likely later his wife. It is raunchy and obscene and shouldn’t be read by anyone. I hope you enjoy it.

I looked at my daughter. Marie was looking down at me. Her light brown hair hung about her face in wisps and errant strands. She had the tiniest smile tickling her lips. For my part I sat on my ass on my living room carpet. My erection stuck most of the way out of my daughter’s tiny panties. I had another tiny and thoroughly soaked pair of panties in my mouth and I was sucking the nectar out of the crotch for all I was worth.

“Alright first thing’s first, take off my panties you look ridiculous.” Marie said. “I thought it would be embarrassing to dress you up in them, but you just look foolish, there isn’t any spark in it for me, so they’ve gotta’ go.”

I put the now mostly saliva damp panties down and carefully slid her panties off of me. She was still absent-mindedly fingering herself while watching me writhe about on the floor.

“Oh daddy.” She said. “I have so many different things to do to you, I don’t know where to start.” I for my part was beaten, and Marie knew it. My erection was all she needed to exert control at this point, there was no denying my arousal, and no refusing her power over me.

“I know! To you and Mom’s room!” Marie said, she turned and walked purposefully down the hall. I hurried after her the wadded up panties clutched tightly in my hand. Once in my room, Marie turned to me. “Alright daddy, climb up on you and ‘mommy’s’ bed.” Marie said far too sweetly. I did and she left for a moment, only to return with a handful of paper. She began reading a loving wives story written from the husband’s perspective. 

At first my cock shrank at being read to, and the awkwardness. The story was about a husband whose wife brings home a co-worker to fuck in front of her husband. I had it saved from a while back. I wasn’t sure if she knew I had actually written it. As she read she would get to a juicy part and ask me if I wanted ‘mommy’ to do that to me. It was pretty serious cuckhold stuff, and thinking of my current predicament I had to laugh. I began to respond yes, and it was in this questioning that my arousal started.

“Can you imagine daddy, being forced to watch helplessly as someone pawed and touched ‘mommy’ in your own bed. ‘Filling her with his come as she begged for it’!” Marie quoted. I sat on the bed facing my daughter as she read the story. Finally she finished, I was hard as a rock. “I have to pee daddy.” Marie said. “Come with me.”

I followed Marie’s shapely hips and firm ass down the hall to the bathroom. She went in and sat down on the toilet. She waited for me to file into the bathroom and I stood looking down at her. A moment later she was peeing. As she relieved herself she watched me, she seemed to be studying my face. The tinkling began to stop and then it was finished.

“Daddy.” Marie said curtly. “Don’t think this is an invitation to taste me because it isn’t. Get down on your knees and lick me clean.” Marie said. She opened her legs and spread her crotch, a few droplets of urine still glistened on her lips. “Just one big lick to get the pee off.”

Watching her gorgeous young pussy as I knelt, I studied the soft hairs, and newness of it. Awkwardly I supported myself with hands on either side of the bowl and leaned over her, my forehead bumping her pelvis causing me to have to tilt my head back and lead with my chin. My chin touched the cleft of her two cheeks and found stray moisture there. Now my lips were within a centimeter of her sex, I stuck my tongue out and it settled between her lips, I applied pressure not spearing with the tip of my tongue, but knowing what she expected of me and swiping with my tongue wide and flat.

“Very good Daddy!” Marie said. “That’s better than toilet paper any day!” Marie pushed me down so I fell bare-assed onto the cold tile and stood up towering over my prone form. I could taste the slight mingling of salty urine mingled with the musky wetness of my daughter’s pussy. My cock was still hard as a rock.

“What should we do now daddy?” Marie asked me. “Boy you look tired. I’m pretty tired too. Let’s get out of this house. Maybe it’ll wake us up a bit.”

My daughter led me first to my bedroom where she selected comfortable casual attire for me. I was to wear light slacks and a short-sleeved polo style shirt. Next I followed my daughter to her own bedroom. Walking into the room behind her with my eyes roaming her naked form was surreal and very unsettling.

I was made to help my daughter get dress. I held her tiny thong panties for her as she stepped into them, and then I slid them up her long tanned legs and finally settled them around her sensuous pubic mound. She adjusted the crotch tugging it to cover herself comfortably. Next I helped her into a bra clasping it in the front for her. She had me tug her T-shirt on, and then help her step into her shorts. All of the closeness and proximity to her heat did nothing to alleve the erection that now madly tented my khaki slacks.

I looked at my daughter now dressed to bring me god only knew where. She wore respectable shorts that covered about half of her long thighs. The T-shirt was no more snug than those worn by any young people nowadays. Still the way her hair hung about her face and the way she looked at me with a maddening sense of superiority made her look wholly lusty.

We got in my car and it was decided that we should go shopping. She wanted some new clothes. She also thought she might pick some up for her mother. When she said that she looked at me to gauge my reaction. I drove us to the mall. It was daytime on a weekday and the mall was devoid of any normal traffic. The mall closest to our house is a towering three level monstrosity of consumer decadence. The first store we went to was a department store, and an upscale one at that. 

“What do you think of these daddy?” Marie whispered. I was thankful for her discretion in not drawing any attention to our actual relationship. She was holding up a lacy teddy it was black and very sexy. I shrugged stupidly. She carried them off to the fitting room. I stood outside trying to draw as little sales help as possible.

“Ta-da.” Marie whispered appearing in the doorway to the dressing room in the negligee. I felt my erection stir. “We’re getting these I guess.” She said seeing the about to be hit by the train look on my face.

She bought several outfits for herself, with my money. Next we went to the trendy club store. Knowing my wife’s size the way only another woman could my daughter bought my wife a pair of tight shiny pants with cut-outs in the shape of hearts on the hips. The pants were black, so my wife’s fair skin would glow starkly vivid. To go with the pants she picked out a crisp thin white shirt. It was designed to hug the breasts, and then dangle below them, never actually making contact with the midsection. It had built in support so as not to require a bra. I couldn’t believe my ears when those two items alone cost me a hundred dollars.

After shopping it was early afternoon, still close to three hours before my wife got home. We arrived at the house and my daughter quickly had me disrobe. Standing naked before her again she giggled to herself as she paced in circles around me fully clothed. Suddenly there was a knock at the door.

“Go let Jenny in Daddy.” Marie said. “She wanted to play with you too. I called her from the mall while I was in the dressing room.”

A shiver ran up my spine as I turned towards the front door and saw Marie’s friend Jenny looking through the sidelight at me. Her long black hair was tied in a pony-tail. She was smiling evilly and sizing me up.

“Get that door opened wide Daddy!” Marie said. “And remember when we girls get together we can be even naughtier and MUCH meaner than when we’re separate.”

I let her words sink into me as I turned the knob and opened the front door of my family home. Behind me my daughter snickered and in front of me her long-time friend looked down at my erection bobbing lazily. Without hesitation she reached out and grabbed it.

“Jenny, you little slut you’re so quick to grab my daddy’s dick!” Marie whispered. Jenny’s warm small hand was wrapped tightly around me. She pulled upwards and sent waves of pleasure through me.

“Marie, your dad looks so cute naked like this.” Jenny said. She let go of my cock allowing it to bounce on it’s own and walked past me to stand next to my daughter. “What have you done with him so far today?” Jenny asked standing and looking me over as I shut the door.

Marie relayed the spanking and the panties, and how she had made me lick her clean. Jenny smiled almost leeringly at me with each new thing Marie told her.

“You haven’t made him play with his ass again yet?” Jenny asked. “You told me last night that because he lied about it to you, that you were going to open him up as wide as he’d go.” Jenny said. Marie’s eyes brightened.

“Oh yes!” Marie said. “Daddy last night, when I asked if you’d ever fingered your bum before you said no. I know you had though, you LIED to me.”

“I’uh-uhm?” I stammered. “I lied because I wanted to seem reluctant to do it.”

“You don’t have to be reluctant Daddy, I’ve read some of your e-mails. You love sticking things in your ass.” Marie said. My cheeks were red with shame and I lowered my head not wanting to meet her gaze. “Oh daddy, you’re embarrassed. Your little girl knows you like to have your bum stuffed. Look up at me daddy.” Marie said. With a mixture of shame and anticipation that only a submissive soul could muster I raised my head to her eye level. “Beg me to fill your asshole daddy.” Marie said.

“What?” I tried to say and only a hoarse crackle came out.

“Beg me to stick things in your butt.” Marie said again. Jenny was squirming giddily.

“Marie this is so hot.” Jenny whispered.

“Say Marie, will you please jam as much into my butt as you can?” Marie said. Then she and Jenny watched waiting for me to say it.

“Marie will you please stick as much stuff in my butt as you can?” I said.

“I don’t know daddy that’s pretty perverted. Are you gay or something?” Marie said.

“No.” I answered.

“Are you sure?” Marie said. “If I told you I wanted you to let a guy put his dick in your bum would you do it?”

“Marie.” I whispered. “Please, I’m not gay.”

“Alright daddy, Jenny and I will stick things in your bum, I’m not done with this gay thing yet though, I may yet have questions for you. Come to my bedroom.” Marie led the way with Jenny right behind her and soon we were in her bedroom. Marie told me to get on all fours on her bed, with my butt sticking out. I climbed onto the bed, looking down at the girlish pink covers and closed my eyes as my butt, and likely my puckered anus was now grossly displayed to my daughter and her friend.

“Close your eyes daddy.” Marie said. I felt something cool being spread all over my anus. “A little Vaseline.” Marie said, and then I felt something hard and insistent begin driving into me, the Vaseline made it easy, but it still dragged and spread me open. “That’s one of my hair brush handles daddy. I used to use it to masturbate. I used to stick it deep inside my pussy.” My cock was hard as a rock and her talking was making me feel so hot and humiliated.

“Now this.” Jenny said.

“Jenny!” Marie said giggling. “I’ll have to show him that first, I think he’ll like it.” I felt the brush handle slide out of me. “Open your eyes daddy.” Marie said. I did and I saw Jenny waving a large rubber penis in front of my face. It was flesh covered and had veins running up and down it, it was also long and thick! “Close them again.” Marie said. I did and seconds went by, I wondered what they were doing, finally I felt the intrusion pressing against my asshole.

It was huge, and they worked it slowly into me laughing each time I grunted. Finally it was in, and Marie began easing it in and out ever so slightly.

“Daddy!” Marie whispered, her mouth close to my ear. “Imagine this is a man, with a big thick dick, jamming it up your butt, while in the next room, two of his friends are fucking mom, one in her butt, the other in her pussy. When they’re done, they’re going to call you into the next room so you can lick her clean, just like in those stories you read, they’ll make you get down on all fours and stick your tongue into her loose and sloppy pussy, and while you’re on all fours they’ll laugh at the cum dribbling out of your bum, and how red and open your asshole is.

“I have to pee Marie, leave that in and make him come in the bathroom.” Jenny whispered.

“Are you going to make him clean you?” Marie asked.

“Better.” Jenny said. Marie pushed the fat dildo hard into my ass, and told me to get up. I did feeling the intrusion like a big lump between my cheeks and deep inside me.

“Reach behind you to hold the dildo in while you walk. If it falls out I’ll be mad.” Marie said. I shuffled to the bathroom walking stiffly. Jenny had taken her skirt and panties all the way off. Her little black strip of pubic hair was puffy and soft looking. She stood in front of the toilet.

“Can I call him daddy too?” Jenny asked.

“Sure!” Marie said.

“Ok daddy get down on your hands and knees with your face over the bowl.” Jenny said. I did I could feel the dildo trying to slide out of my ass, I reached back a hand to catch it. “Very good, now raise your face up as high as you can.” I raised my head straining to look up. Jenny stepped over my face and the toilet, she then set her bum against the rear tank and thrust her hips forward. She twisted until her pussy was right in front of my nose. “Stick your tongue out Marie’s Dad.” Jenny said.

“Oh Jenny! That is the best idea!” Marie said. I stuck my tongue out it just touched Jenny’s pussy.

“A little lower, I want it to rest near my asshole.” Jenny said. I lowered my tongue until it rested against her tiny puckered anus. “Ooh, maybe I’ll have you lick that out after this too, it feels so NASTY.” Jenny said. “Stay still, if you move your tongue, the next thing to go up your ass will be the biggest cucumber we can find at the grocery store!” Jenny said.

“Oh yeah, and we can make him tell the clerk what it’s for when he buys it!” Marie said from behind me, she reached down and wiggled the enormous dildo in my ass. An instant later Jenny began to pee. At first it was just a trickle, but then she must have pushed because it sprayed out all over my face, and into my mouth. I kept my tongue against her asshole, actually pushing harder to keep from moving. In doing so I felt my tongue slightly penetrate her rear. She kept peeing. Finally she stopped.

“Ok Daddy get your tongue out of my asshole you dirty slut and lick me clean, from ass to clit, don’t miss a drop!” Jenny giggled.

“That was awesome!” Marie said.

“He stuck his tongue in my butt!” Jenny said as I licked her full blood engorged lips. I could taste more than the bitter taste of urine, After my third or fourth lick I could taste the thick muskiness of her pussy. I licked as much as I could savoring the taste, despite the urine running down my face and neck it was good, I hadn’t come in a long time and even with the dildo in my ass I was REALLY horny. I pushed my tongue inside her pussy dipping into the well of moisture just beyond the surface. Jenny jumped.

“DADDY!” Marie yelled. “Are you trying to eat my friend out!?” I froze suddenly petrified. I felt the dildo being shoved further up my ass. “Get your pervert tongue out of my friend!” The intrusion was so insistent forcing me open as she pushed it deeper and deeper in suddenly mortal fear gripped me as I felt my asshole suddenly close around it! It had been eight inches long at least, and Marie had just pushed it completely into my behind! I felt something though, something ‘wiggly’ “Don’t worry daddy I left the string hanging out so we can still pull it out. I want you to leave it in when mommy gets home tonight, and wait until I remove it.”

“Marie.” I said feeling the intense fullness in my ass. “It’s too much too big, I can barely move, much less walk or talk.” My breath was labored and hitching my bowels felt full.

“You’ll just have to get used to it.” Jenny had swung her leg over me.

“Wash your face Marie’s dad and come into Marie’s room when your done I want you to lick my asshole for a little while.” Jenny said. “Marie do you mind?”

“No have a ball with him.” Marie said. Jenny was on Marie’s bed in much the same position I had been and I took to tonguing her asshole with intense fervor, It tasted sweet, maybe a little chalky, but mostly sweet. Every so often I would go to deep and the taste would be foul and nasty, the few times I did Jenny would coo ‘Just like that.’ Finally after several minutes she had had enough.

“My turn!” Marie said. I turned my face to see my daughter naked from the waist down pulling her firm ass cheeks apart obscenely. My cock was straining, my ass was full to capacity, and as Marie got on the bed I began to lick her asshole too. “Stay away from my pussy Daddy you haven’t earned that yet.”

As I began to lick Marie’s pussy I felt Jenny’s hands slip between my legs and her fingers twine around my cock, she began to lightly stroke me. With the pressure in my ass, and the humiliation I had been receiving all day I began to come almost immediately. Bucking strongly. Somehow I managed to keep licking. After I had finished coming Jenny whispered something in Marie’s ear, Marie shook her head. Jenny had held a cup under me when I had come and wanted to pour it onto Marie’s ass while I licked.

“The first time he licks cum off of anybody I want it to be off Mom, I don’t want his nasty cum on me yet. We’ll make him drink it when I’ve had enough of getting my butt licked. You were right Jenny this feels good in a nasty kind of way.” Marie said. She spread her cheeks wide as my tongue wiggled and writhed its way around in her anus.

Finally she too had had enough and I was subjected to downing the now lukewarm semen. My asshole felt like it was going to burst.

“Get dressed Daddy, Mommy should be home in a little while and you have to rehearse what you’re going to say to her.” Marie said.

“What!” I said frightened.

“You don’t have to tell her that you’ve been fucking around on-line, only that you’ve been having strong submissive feelings and want to try her taking control a little with you. If she asks what you mean tell her you want to be degraded a little.” Marie whispered. “Jenny and I will be home around eight tonight, I want to catch you and mommy fucking. Jenny and I are spending the night, but I want to overhear mommy degrading you before I come in and really see the action.”

“Marie, I can’t.” I said.

“This is coming from the guy who I watched finger his ass over a webcam, and just licked my asshole for twenty minutes. You can’t tell the woman you love or at least claim to that you want her to be pushy with you.” Marie said. “You’d better, because if you don’t get her bossing you around tonight, I’ll tell her everything, but I’ll do it in a way that’ll make her want to get you back.”

“OK.” I finally whispered.

“Oh yeah, and Daddy, after I catch you and mommy fucking, the first chance I get, even if it’s just while mommy is peeing, I’m taking out that dildo and it BETTER still be there.” Marie said. With that she finished buttoning her shorts and left. My wife would be home in about twenty minutes.

Hope you liked it, it’s pretty extreme and I know it, I’m trying to push the fetish envelope and get as nasty as possible. If you didn’t like it, I hope you keep looking, there are a lot of writers on this site and one of them is bound to have the right story to tell you.




Now Daddy! Ch. 02



To be continued….



Now Daddy! Ch. 03



Hello all! If you’re still with me you must be ready for some more kinky degradation. Let me point out that this is a work of fiction, meant to be erotic and nothing more. Without further adieu here we go!!!!

I watched My daughter Marie and her friend Jenny leave. I was standing behind the door naked. Very soon my wife would be home, and my daughter, who knew virtually all of my dirty little secret desire expected me to tell my wife to humiliate me. 

I had just finished licking both my daughter and her friend’s anus’ for over a half hour between them. They had also sodomized with a large dildo, and left it inside me. Awkwardly I stumbled into the bathroom and grabbed the string linking the dildo with the outside world. It had been in there for a while and hurt a little coming out. My daughter had given me explicit instructions to leave it in, but I didn’t care, it was uncomfortable, and any punishment she could give me, couldn’t be worse than what she was already doing to me.

With the dildo out, I had to find a place to hide it. I rinsed it off quickly, dried it with a towel, and stuffed it in the back of my sock drawer. Then with my wife due home virtually any minute, I quickly brushed my teeth, returned my wife and daughter’s panties to their respective hampers, washed my face and had just finished getting dressed when my wife opened the front door.

“Hey honey!” She called.

“Hi!” I replied coming into the kitchen. All I could think about was how to go about telling her that I was submissive and wanted to be humiliated. When she had left this morning we were both horny, and I was hoping she would still be ready for sex, that might ease the telling. “How was your day?” I asked following her into the bedroom so she could change out of her work clothes.

I watched transfixed as she slid off her nylons, and then unzipped and removed her skirt. She was a very sexy woman, and always had been. She let her skirt fall to the ground and then flipped it into the hamper with her foot. Next she unbuttoned her blouse and slid it off her shoulders. She now knew I was watching intently. She smiled warmly at me and faced me as she reached behind her to unclasp her bra. Darlene winked as she revealed her impossibly firm B-cups. Her white blouse and skirt topped off the hamper.

“You won’t be too tired tonight will you?” She asked.

“I’m not too tired right now.” I answered.

“I need a few minutes to relax.” She said.

“Would you like a massage?” I asked.

“You’re an angel.” She answered.

“Anything for you babe.” I said. That was it! I had given myself a lead in. Darlene climbed onto the bed and lay on her belly. I grabbed some lotion and squeezed it into my hands, blowing on it to warm it up. I began to massage her back, straddling her to do so. I licked my lips. “I mean it you know.”

“Mean what?” She said exhaling deeply and relaxing her body to my touch.

“The anything for you babe.” I said.

“I know.” She answered softly.

“I mean I REALLY mean it.” I said. I felt her body tense up as she read that there was clearly something I was getting at.

“What are you trying to get at?” She asked. I paused for a moment, trying to find my words.

“I mean.” I stopped, it was now or never, and it wasn’t going to be easy. “I mean I think I might like being told what to do a little. Maybe bossed around a little.” I said shyly.

“Huh?” My wife said rolling me off of her and sitting up. Her nipples were hard, and she made no move to cover herself. She only stared at me with her brow furrowed, trying to read my face.

“What I uh, mean is.” I was almost shaking. Her eyes bore into me. She knew me far too well to be very coy with her. “I think that I’ve found a submissive side to me.” I said. She looked a little upset, a lot confused.

“A what?” She asked.

“A submissive side.” I repeated. “It would arouse me sexually to be spoken down to by you.” I was so scared, I had hung it out there, for better for worse.

“Spoken down to?” She said. “You want me to insult you?” She said.

“Not exactly, but a little.” I answered. “I want you to…” I stopped. I was stumped. “Use me as you see fit, for what you see fit.” I said, borrowing a come on from my on-line photo sessions. She didn’t look impressed. 

“What the Fuck are you talking about?” She said angrily. This had been a mistake.

“Nothing, I don’t know nevermind.” I said.

“You can’t back out now!” She said. “You started it, we’ve gotta’ finish now. I’m just confused. I didn’t mean to snap. Please go on. I’ll listen.” Darlene folded her arms across her chest pushing her breasts up, she looked so hot.

“Alright, this is harder than I thought.” I said, she nodded reassuringly. “Late at night if I can’t sleep, when I’m you know…naughty.” I said. Again she nodded. “I sometimes fantasize about you kind of bossing me around.” It was a lie, my sex with Darlene has always been good, and when I think of her, all I ever wanted was straight normal sex, but I had made this bed, and started the conversation, besides, now that I was saying it, it did sound exciting.

“What do you mean by bossing you around?” Darlene asked.

“Making me do things, that I might be reluctant to do normally.” I said. A million dirty fetishes swam into my head.

“Like what?” Darlene asked. She appeared to be mulling the idea over.

“I dunno.” I answered. She held up a hand.

“You must know, what kind of things have you thought about while you were masturbating.” She said. The question was direct.

“Different things.” I said. I was dodging.

“Start telling me them then.” She answered. “If they’re different then I know there’ll be more than three.”

“Wow.” I said quietly.

“Yeah wow, I want specifics. If you really are submissive or whatever then answering the question is my first order.” She said.

“Alright.” I said struggling to think of something tame. “Like going down on you just because you want it, and not expecting anything more.” I said.

“You already do that once in a while.” Darlene said, and motioned for me to continue.

“Like uhh maybe going down on you after we’ve had sex.” I said. It was a bad one, but not too bad.

“You would want me to make you do that?” She asked. I shrugged and half nodded. “Why?” She asked. I shrugged again. “Because you’d be tasting all your spunk out of me, is that something you’d want to do?” She asked. I lowered my head and shrugged again. “Alright well, I’m keeping an open mind tell me more.” My mind danced over all the degrading things I did on-line. Things like fingering my ass, squeezing my testicles, most recently drinking my own urine, what could I tell my wife that would be tame enough? Then it hit me.

“Anything.” I said calmly.

“Anything.” My wife replied.

“It would turn me on, not knowing what you would ask me to do, only knowing that I would have to do it.” I answered, again drawing off my on-line escapades. My wife was quiet.

“I need a few minutes to think this over.” Darlene finally said. “Why don’t you go out and pick up some dinner, I could go for Chinese. While you’re gone, I’ll think about all of this.” She answered. Marie would be back in about two hours, that left a pretty good time frame to avoid having my daughter tell my wife EVERYTHING she knew.

“OK” I answered and left my wife sitting on the bed wearing just her little red panties. When I returned she was standing in the kitchen in her bathrobe.

“Alright you asked for this.” Darlene said. Her hair was up she looked ravishing.

“Asked for what?” I said.

“Hand me the food.” Darlene said fairly forcefully. I gave her the bag. “Come with me.” She instructed. I followed her into the living room. She shrugged off her robe and sat on the couch, in the same place my daughter had sat when she had spanked me. 

She was totally naked. Her light brown pubic hair accentuated the subtle muscular ripples of her lower abdominals. She spread her legs. “Go down on me, while I eat and watch television.” She said. She flipped on the TV. I got down on my knees and began to eat her out while she picked a chicken finger out of the bag and began to eat. She moaned and thrust her hips out. I don’t remember her ever having been as wet as she was at that moment.

“I’ve been thinking about what you’ve said, and I think it might be fun.” She added. I lapped at her pussy, savoring the taste of it. I was lying on the rug propped up on my forearms. Finally she came.

“Alright you, climb on up and fuck me good.” She said. In my mind I was wondering if she would make me clean her out afterwards. She thrust her hips forward and positioned herself at the edge of the couch. I got up on my knees and positioned myself between her legs. Her sexy pussy was open and drenched with my saliva and her juices. Tiny beads of moisture glistened in her dark pubic hair. I placed my tip against her and watching as I did so I began to enter her.

“That’s it.” Darlene said. “Now fuck me I want to feel it hard!” She said forcefully. I began to build up momentum. She wrapped her arms around me pushing my face into her cleavage. I reached up and squeezed her breasts kissing and sucking her firm little globes. “HARDER.” Darlene grunted out. Fortunately I had come A LOT today or hearing this dirty talk out of my wife’s mouth would have sent me right over the edge. “You better make me come before you do.” Darlene said. She continued making little oh yeah and harder grunts as I drove harder and harder. 

“YEAH THAT’S IT!” Darlene suddenly called out, and she grabbed behind my back digging her nails across me as she came. I immediately began to cum as well, and then I felt Darlene suddenly tense up as she let out a surprised gasp. I opened my eyes even as my orgasm started to spurt. Darlene was looking past me. I turned my head to see Marie and Jenny standing behind us. Marie had the biggest shit-eating grin on her face that I’d ever seen. 

“Oh god! Marie!” Darlene said. She tried to scramble back onto the couch, but I had already plowed her hard against the back cushion. “Get off me!” She said and pushed angrily at my shoulder as my cock plopped out of her she stepped over me, a thick glob of cum trailing by my face before plopping on my shoulder. With her hand cupping her pussy Darlene ran for our bedroom, leaving me holding the bag so to speak. I got up and ambled after her, having just come I was still having slight spasms. 

When I reached the bedroom Darlene had thrown on my robe and was heading for the bathroom. I looked down the hall to see Jenny step into the bathroom and close the door. I shut the bedroom door to throw some clothes on.

“Relax mom, we didn’t see that much.” Marie said to Darlene as I shut the door. “Can I talk to you for a few minutes though?”

“I guess so, I’ve just got to use the bathroom first.” Darlene said. I was listening at the bedroom door.

“Jenny will be a minute.” Marie said. “Can we go in the kitchen so Dad won’t hear, it’s a girl problem.” She added.

“Can it wait?” Darlene asked.

“Not really.” Jenny said. “I’ll be as quick as I can.”

From the bedroom I heard them move away out of earshot, and I hastily threw on sweatpants and a T-shirt. As I opened the bedroom door, I saw Jenny standing in the bathroom doorway, she shook her head and pointed past me to the bedroom. I pleaded with her with my eyes and she just smiled and shook her head. I’d know what they were talking about soon enough I suppose.

To be continued…….



Now Daddy!



Marie had adjusted the camera too. She was sitting with her legs open she was rubbing herself. I watched knowing she would know if I wasn’t, and afraid not too. She spread herself open ever so gently. Despite myself, and the fact she was my daughter my cock got harder and harder. She was watching and knew it. She inserted a finger and brought it out and to her lips. Her friend Jenny was somewhere out of sight. As soon as my cock was all the way hard she stopped and brought the camera back to her face.

‘Now daddy, you shouldn’t get hard watching your daughter touch herself.’ She wrote. ‘Drink more pee.’ I took another sip. ‘We have other things to talk about too you know daddy.’

‘What?’ I typed trying to clear the aftertaste from my mouth.

‘I’ve done a lot of poking around in that computer. I read those stories.’ She typed. I had long been a reader here at Literotica, and I had saved a few stories as word documents that really got me horny to read later and over again. They were in sub-files, under sub-files, but my daughter had apparently found them.

‘Which stories?’ I typed nervously.

‘You mean there are more?’ She asked.

‘I read the dirty ones about wives who have sex with other men, there were five or maybe six of them. I also read the ones about the women who get naked in public, some of those even made me hot. The other ones did too, but only because I pictured you watching while mom openly fondled and fucked other guys.’ She typed. ‘The one where the guy had to eat the cum out of her pussy after she fucked another guy really got me thinking.’

‘I’m so sorry Marie.’ I typed.

‘Yes you are.’ She replied after a short pause. ‘Drink more pee daddy.’ She added.

‘Here’s the skinny.’ She typed and I watched. On the cam she sat with her legs spread and her knees bent, her pussy gaping slightly. ‘I’m not going to tell mom about your sick little games. Eventually I might make you do it, we’ll see, it depends how long it takes to get bored with you. However Just like you promised you are now my slave. Finish the pee daddy, and get some sleep. I’ll be home when you get home from work tomorrow, and I’m going to expect a few things from you, I’ll decide what tonight with Jenny’s help of course. Don’t be scared though daddy your dirty little secret is safe with Jenny and I. She’s been my friend since grade school and the only one I’d trust with a secret like this. Besides, you’re paying for me to go to college, I wouldn’t want to ruin your life or anything, I’m just going to make it more interesting.’

I was chugging the pee in large swallows trying to finish it while reading. She had sent the message in little bursts. Finally I set the glass down empty. I swallowed hard to keep from throwing up.

‘Go brush your teeth daddy, and then go to bed.’ Marie typed. ‘I’ll see you tomorrow.’

My daughter’s webcam went black and for a moment I sat stunned. I looked down and my hard-on was looking back up at me. My webcam still said I had one viewer. Suddenly the messenger chimed.

‘Make yourself cum again daddy, THEN you can go to bed.’ The instant message said. I tentatively took hold of myself and lightly rubbed my hand up and down. There was so much precome that it was slick. I grabbed my boxers off the floor and wiped a little off. Then I shut my eyes and began to pump.

With my eyes closed all sorts of images began flooding my senses. The first were the most recent stimulations I’d been subjected to. My daughter’s pussy and her slender fingers sliding into it flashed into my mind. This quickly deteriorated to the look on my daughter’s face, how spiteful and pleased she looked when she looked at my image on her computer. I pictured her there now watching me scornfully. 

Then I thought of the things my daughter knew, the stories, what else could she know? I thought of the power she had over me, and I felt my orgasm begin to build following the thought I realized that to a degree I had wanted something like this and despite my fear of the reality of how it had happened, I began to come and it was powerful shooting out from me in a way my come hadn’t done since high school. A big glob landed on the shelf in front of the camera, I could see it on the screen image a yucky gray blob. I opened my eyes to read the next message from my daughter.

‘Good night Daddy.’ She wrote. ‘Sleep tight.’

I signed off and disconnected the camera, then I cleared my history, deleted my cookies, cleared my other on-line files, deleted the stories my daughter had read, deleted the few picture files I had, scrolled through twelve nearly empty files to the place where I hid the handful of mpegs (movie files) I had downloaded and deleted them. Then at almost four AM, I washed the pee glass dried it, put it in the back of the cabinet, behind eleven others of its kind, and climbed exhausted in bed next to my wife.

I passed out from exhaustion and when I woke up. My alarm clock was blaring it was eight AM I had to be at work at nine. I had gotten less than four hours of sleep, pretty typical for one of my ‘insomniac’ nights. My wife had been up for an hour and would be leaving for work in a few minutes. She came into the room and kissed me as I groggily climbed out of bed.

“Were you up last night looking at porn?” My wife asked. My heart went cold, she knew I looked at it once in a while.

“Only a little.” I said mustering a dopey smile.

“If you’d come to bed sooner I would’ve worn you out.” She said with a wink.

“Oh c’mon neither of us were in the mood when you went to bed, I only got horny later because I was bored.” It was true, nights that I stayed up it was usually because of stress, and once I had been relaxing for a few porn and a little masturbation relieved the last little bit to let me sleep.

“Well if you’re awake tonight, I’m gonna’ give you something to think about the next time you’re up late.” Darlene said. She flipped her proper knee length skirt up a bit showing a portion of her shapely thighs. 

I growled at her looking over her athletic body. The swell of her breasts accentuated by the white all business blouse she wore. I knew with the time she spent at the gym it would be a long time before those firm B-cups sagged. Sure other women (including my daughter) were bigger, but Darlene’s breasts were so firm, so perfect. I smiled wincing inside knowing how foolish I had been to even be on-line when I had the perfect wife standing in front of me. 

Somehow I would straighten this out with my daughter and get back to basics. This situation had really alerted me to what I had, and despite things that had just transpired between my daughter and I, I had learned a valuable lesson about what’s REALLY important and where my thoughts should have always been. A moment later my wife was out the door.

I stepped into the shower with a clear head. Despite the imbecilic behavior I had been exhibiting, and having been caught and humiliated by my daughter I was going to make EVERYTHING right again. Somehow being in the shower made me think clearly, I began to formulate a plan I started rehearsing what I would say to my daughter role-playing different versions of the situation in my head. I wasn’t going to lose everything, or even risk losing everything, I was going to end this and it had taken my daughter and a glass of pee to bring me to realization!

My thoughts were interrupted by the bathroom door opening.

“Hello!” I called out suddenly.

Someone was moving towards the shower, I figured it was my wife sneaking back in, and prayed it wasn’t my daughter. The curtain was drawn back and my daughter’s face appeared at the curtain.

“Good morning Daddy!” She said looking at my naked body.

“Marie. We really have to talk.” I said. I covered myself with my hands.

“DADDY!” Marie shouted angrily.

“What?!” I asked jumping from the quickness and harshness of her yell.

“Uncover yourself RIGHT this minute.” Marie said to me. Her eyes were fixed on me as the water from the shower beat on me.

“Marie! This has to stop.” I said to her mustering the sternest voice I could. My tone was stern enough, but my words wavered.

“I thought you might try to back out daddy.” Marie said to me. “Here look.” Marie held a picture up. She was careful not to get it wet. It was me. I was sitting in my desk chair with my knees pulled up tight to my chest. I had two fingers inserted in by butt and my other hand was wrapped around my dick. “Jenny has a photo printer daddy. We’ve got a WHOLE bunch of pictures saved. We can print them out, or attach them to e-mails.” 

“Why are you doing this Marie?” I asked my shoulders slumping as the get back on track high fluttered out of my spirit.

“Because as much as you enjoy being a little bitch, I enjoy being in charge, and let’s face it there’s no one better to be in charge of than your own daddy.” Marie reached out with the hand she wasn’t holding the picture with and pulled my hands away from my crotch. I was defeated, and she knew it. She had called me a little bitch. “Now get out of the shower daddy. Tell me when was the last time you called in to work?”

“What?” I asked as I turned the shower off.

“The last time you called in to work?” Marie asked again.

“I don’t know it’s been a long time.” I answered.

“Good, I promise this won’t be a habit, but today is the first day with my new Daddy-toy and I want to play with it, so go call in to work.” Marie said. She handed me a hand towel to dry off with. “I even came up with an excuse. You’re going to tell them that the college I want to go to is having an open house and that I insisted you go, but only managed to get an appointment because someone dropped out and I just told you. You can make it my fault.”

Ten minutes later I was dry, and standing completely naked in my living room apologizing to my boss for the short notice. In the background Marie thanked me warmly and called out an apology to my boss. He laughed and told me not to worry about it, I really did have a nearly perfect track record, and there were no pressing matters on my desk that couldn’t wait a day.

I hung up the receiver and turned to face my daughter I was nude and had already been yelled at again for trying to cover myself so I fought my reflexes and kept my hands by my side. My daughter walked around me, she was wearing sweatpants and a tight cotton tank-top. Her nipples were hard and plainly visible through the thin cotton top.

“Are you looking at these daddy?” Marie asked pointing at her own chest.

“No.” I said.

“You’re lying.” Marie told me.

“Uh..I..?” I had nothing to do but stammer.

“I think I know just how to punish you.” Marie said. She walked past me and sat on the edge of the couch. She sat upright and stuck her chest out, I watched her every move, afraid of what she would say. “Come over here daddy.” She said.

I walked over to her, despite the situation my cock began to fill with blood as I followed her directions exposed the way I was.

“Kneel down.” Marie said pointing to the floor in front of her. “Face me.” I did. “Lift my shirt up and look at my boobs.” She was deliberately talking young, using childish words, and she was enjoying it.

“Marie, I can’t.” I said kneeling my head level with her firm young breasts.

“DO IT.” Marie said firmly. I reached out and pinched some of the fabric pulling it away from her firm abdomen as I lifted it. It began to pull away from her breasts, the tiny dents from her hard nipples remaining in the fabric. Then her breasts came into view. “Now hold the shirt up and kiss my boobs.” She said. They looked so firm, so round, and so perfect, I was transfixed. “All over daddy.”

“Please?” I asked.

“Do it.” Marie said again and I began to kiss her flesh. At first it was hard, painful, sinful to be laying my lips on my own child, my daughter in this way, but with each gentle falling of my lips the fact that I was kissing some of the finest breasts I had ever seen anywhere, on any porn site began to take over the other facts.

“That’s quite enough daddy!” Marie barked just when I was beginning to enjoy it fully, and my cock was hard between my legs. “Daddy how dare you get hard kissing my breasts, I’m your little girl!” Marie said. She took the shirt from my hand and pulled it off completely. “I’m going to keep these out so you know why you’re being spanked, now get across my lap!”

“Marie NO!” I said.

“God damnit Daddy, I’m not fucking around with you!” She said angrily. “Get your ass on my lap!” She said. I was stunned by the vulgarity and severity of the demand, but found myself obeying. My cock was SO hard it made it uncomfortable pressing into her thighs the way it was, she opened her legs and then shut them taking my erection between her thighs and holding it tightly. Then she began to spank me! 

I jumped and the result was my erection sliding in and out between her thighs. She continued to spank me and my squirming caused pleasure between in my groin. Her blows got softer and softer until I finally realized she was no longer spanking me, but kneading my bright red buttocks while I humped her toned thighs. A moment later my body went tense and I came. She held her legs firmly together and pushed down on my buttocks with both hands. 

As my orgasm receded and my body stopped spasming I realized that I was naked my face pressed against the arm of the couch, my bare ass being roughly squeezed by my daughter and I had just cum all over her sweatpants, and legs.

“Are you finished cumming daddy?” Marie said. She sounded stern, but not angry. “I guess that’s partially my fault, but you still came all over me!” She pushed me off her lap as she stood and I fell roughly to the floor. “Look at this!” I looked up at my topless little girl, there were big dark splotches all over the inside of her sweatpant legs. 

She tugged the sweatpants off, and stood over me wearing nothing but little yellow panties. I could see the slight bumpiness where her pubic hair was, and beneath it she had a tight camel-toe her full lips accentuated by the stretchy yellow material.

“Daddy, I can’t put those in the hamper, mom might know what that stain is.” Marie said. “Lick all the goo off of them.” She kicked the sweatpants towards me. I took them and looked at my cum smeared all over the material. On my hands and knees I began to lick them. Once Marie was satisfied that only saliva darkened the gray sweats she told me to stand.

My dick hung limply between my legs spent and shriveled from three orgasms spread tightly over only a little sleep. I hung my head low but found my eyes on Marie’s little panties.

“You like what you see there daddy?” Marie asked. “You don’t have to answer, come with me.” She began walking away and I followed briskly. She stopped in her bedroom and began going through her hamper. A moment later she had two pairs of dirty panties wadded tightly in her fist. Next we went to my bedroom and she went through my wife’s lingerie bag, there were three pairs there. She led me back to the living room and instructed me to kneel on the floor. I did.

“First these.” She said handing me a pair of panties that were obviously my wife’s. “Smell them deeply, the crotch.” She said. I sniffed them pulling the material against my nose. (This wasn’t the first time I had done this to my wife’s panties, but that was something Marie actually didn’t know)

“Now lick the crotch.” She said. Again I complied. “Now these.” She said handing me a pair of her panties. “Same thing, big sniff then lick them.” I had never even thought of sniffing Marie’s panties, but knowing better than to argue I held the crotch to my nose and breathed deeply, the musky heavy aroma, the crotch was a tiny bit damp. “I masturbated into those, planning how I was going to torture you daddy.” She said. “That smell is my pussy. Does it smell good?” I looked up the tiny thong panties still crunched in my fist. “Answer me.” She said.

“Yes.” I finally answered honestly.

“Good now taste them.” She said. I stuck my tongue out and dragged it across the damp crotch. Feeling every fiber of the cotton as I did. The taste was sweet, but if this was just a remnant, then the real thing would likely be the sweetest nectar. I pushed that thought from my mind. When I looked back at her she was rubbing herself through the little yellow panties, pushing the material deep into herself and thrusting her hips looking down at me. “Put them on, and then smell these.” She said handing me her other pair from the hamper.

“Put them on!” I asked.

“Yes daddy, I don’t care if you stretch them out, you can buy me new ones, and they’re only Walmart panties.” She said sternly and on the last word her breath hitched as she put pressure on her clitoris.

I began to stand to put the panties on, and she stepped forward suddenly and pushed me down. I almost threw her to the ground by reflex. In my youth I fought a lot and the sudden attack startled me. I managed to refrain and she pushed me down.

“Sit on the floor to put them on, I want to look down on you when I come.” She said. Then as she continued to finger herself she looked at me. “You almost hit me didn’t you daddy?” She asked.

I was sitting on my bare bum trying to drag the panties up my large legs.

“You just surprised me Marie, it was reflex.” I said.

“I’ll remember that daddy.” She said and slid a finger past her panties and deep into her young pussy. “You’re very lucky you didn’t hit me.” She said removing the finger and wiping it on her panties before rubbing her clit through them some more.

Finally the panties were on and she looked down at me sitting on the rug with her panties stretched obscenely over my erection. I felt myself getting hard again as she watched me. She was beginning to pant slightly.

“Just sit there daddy.” She panted. I stared up at her. Her eyes were closed and her hips were gyrating as she fingered herself faster and faster. Finally she stopped suddenly applying pressure directly on her clitoris. Her body tensed and I watched my little girl come. Her yellow panties, now disheveled couldn’t hide her engorged, and open lips, pouting outward they seemed to quiver while she came. My erection was now full and throbbing sticking out the top of my little girl’s underpants. Marie’s eyes opened and she looked down at me.

“Now sniff and taste these.” She said as she peeled the yellow panties down her legs. My cock was begging me to touch it, but I knew better as I reached a trembling hand towards my now naked daughter to take the panties from her. She wiped her open pussy lips with them and then passed them to me. I could feel the dampness as my fingers closed around them. “Breath deep daddy.” She said. I held the panties to my nose and the full aroma of her sex filled my nostrils. “Now suck my juice out of them. I’ll tell you when you can stop.”

I took the crotch into my mouth, and closed my lips around them and sucked for all I was worth the flavor, the taste was sweet and almost spicy, I sucked harder, moving them around, I wanted more. My eyes drifted up, up my daughter’s long toned legs, across her pouty young pussy, past her firm hard stomach across her full ripe breasts and into her eyes, which burned into me with absolute authority.

“Very good daddy. I’m glad you like the taste of my pussy. If you can learn to be good, maybe I’ll let you lick me later today. For now though, finish those panties, I’ve got so much to try with you.” Marie was still a little out of breath, but seemed content, and stern at the same time. I was in DEEP trouble.

To Be Continued………………….