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Oh Daddy

By: Lil-Brandi



It was a beautiful summer evening; clear, warm and humid. It was the type of night that sleeping in clothes was not an option. In fact just the thought of having sheets covering you, was an unpleasant thought. It was summer nights like this that the truly uninhibited side of me came out. In a private sort of way, it separated me from being the good girl that I was, to the naughty girl I longed to be. To most 18 year olds, it would be “(tut) been there, done that.”

I looked around briefly before dropping the towel onto the lounge chair. The humid air immediately engulfed every inch of my naked body. I glanced up to the heavens and scanned over the millions of stars; stars that appeared like angel’s eyes gazing down upon me. I slowly walked to the steps, the entrance to my midnight water wonderland, and took the first gentle step into the cool oasis. I watched as soft ripples broke the surface and ran, from my presence it appeared, to the other side of the pool. I slowly walked the steps, submerging my heated skin deeper into the cool water. As the liquid crept up my thighs, I felt goose bumps appear and my nipples grow hard. I continued. The water felt absolutely ice-cold, causing me to stand on my tiptoes, when it reached my bare and very hot pussy and ass. A shiver ran through me as I slowly proceeded. Soon I was in all the way and lavished the feeling that the cool water brought to my summer-heated body.

I swam through the tranquility gracefully, taking in the silence of the night, basking in the secrecy of my midnight swim. So many long days have ended just as this one was about to. After knowing my parents have retired to their room for the night, I quickly leave my bedroom to partake in my sweet addiction. Swimming under the stars naked is just something that allows me to feel truly free, at least for the moment. This night was no exception; it was a truly beautiful experience.

(A week later)

After a night of being quite spoiled; dinner, movie, and a romantic walk along the beach, I arrived home quite late. The house was silent as I quietly went up to my room. As I disrobed, I thought of the wonderful moment I had just shared with my beau on the shores of the Atlantic. As the white-capped waves pounded to the white sands, my lips slowly slid up and down his beautiful erection. It was the slowest blowjob I had ever given. I was in no hurry at all. As the ocean breeze gently blew, so did I.

Holding the thick shaft in my tiny hand, I swirled my tongue all around the silky smooth head. I licked and savored the taste of pre-cum that slowly seeped from the tip. I always love the whole idea behind pre-cum; the human hint that much more of a treat is soon to follow.

That treat certainly did follow. After about twenty minutes of exquisite cock sucking, I felt that oh-so-famous feeling of the head swell much bigger, the shaft grow much longer, and then the delicious gushing warmth of semen fill my entire mouth and shoot continuously into the back of my throat. I swallowed vigorously to keep up with the tremendous load of cum that my mouth had caused. After the final throb, I licked up every drop and succeeded in sucking that cock dry. It was a pleasant end to a fabulous evening. 

Reliving the moment, only caused me to get wet and feel that tingling sensation of the “preliminaries of horniness” begin. I tried to change my thought pattern quickly, but I soon realized my mind had traveled too far. I wrapped a towel around my excited body and headed out the door to my deck. Only 20 steps and 50 feet would place me at the entrance to my relaxed water world. I thought to myself “a dip in the pool, would certainly cool down my raging hormones.” As I began the descent down the stairs, a sound suddenly echoed through the otherwise silent night. I stopped and listened curiously. “Splashing, it was the definite sound of splashing,” I realized. So much for my relaxing middle of the night skinny-dipping session, I was so looking forward to.

I walked a little bit further until I could see my parents in the pool. On one hand I was disappointed that they were there, but on the other, I was thrilled to see them so happy. My parents married as kids and had me before they were 18. To be an only child and have such young, very successful parents has afforded me the luxury of an incredible life. Just as I was about to turn and go back up to my room, my mom climbed out of the pool. 

“Oh my God,” I thought to myself, as I looked at my naked Mom, “she is skinny dipping”. 

Still in her 30’s, her tanned body is in incredible shape, looking like that of a 20-year-old. Unlike my brunette locks, her hair is just as long and wavy, but blonde. Though I didn’t get her hair color, I did get her gorgeous breasts, flat tummy, tiny ass and perfect shapely legs. I have actually had guys over that have commented about how beautiful my mom is! 

My dad, also in his 30’s, is a very successful executive at a large corporation. He is absolutely a hottie. I know what you’re thinking, but I have had girlfriends damn near hit on him. He is very good looking and doesn’t look his age at all. Both are quite strict, but at the same time so cool and down to earth. My dad soon followed my mother out of the pool and I couldn’t help but notice his nicely toned body and, even more noticeable, his rather large cock dangling between his legs. 

I watched, intrigued, as my mom lay back on a lounge chair and my dad stood with a leg on either side of it, then placed his flaccid member up to my mom’s mouth. She immediately began sucking his cock. I watched, amazed, as my dad begin thrusting his ass back and forth, driving his now erect cock in and out of my mom’s sweet mouth. I was frozen there watching the unbelievable scene unfold before my eyes. Dad’s cock was now completely hard, and what a cock it was. Much bigger than any of the boys I had dated. I watched it slowly slide in and out of my mom’s hungry lips and saw it glisten with saliva on each withdrawal. His balls hung down heavy and bounced on her chin with each thrust. I strained my tired eyes to see every detail in the dimly lit pool area. I was wishing they had turned more lights on.

I suddenly came to the realization that I was not only spying on my parents’ sexual encounter, but also, placing a hand to my dripping wet pussy, loving it. I watched as they both stopped and then shifted positions. Mom got on all fours and Dad stood behind her. He took his thick shaft in his hand and guided the head to her wet opening. I heard her squeal out as I watched dad sink every inch of his wonderful penis into her depths. Slowly at first, he slid the bulbous head and long shaft in and out of her. Her full breasts swung freely as he rocked her gently back and forth with nice long strokes. I was in a trance as I watched the heated action. 

After about ten minutes of seeing my father fuck my mom with comparable energy and stamina of a teenager, I actually had the feeling of envy race through my veins. I couldn’t help but wonder how he would feel deep inside me. I wondered how he would like to sink that fat cock in my extremely tight lil’ pussy. 

I was brought back from my fantasy just as mom reached a tremendous orgasm. I watched her entire body tremble and shake and her head flail from side to side. She screamed out that she was coming and dad, hearing her words, increased his pace. His cock was literally pounding in and out of her now. I thought the major piston action would cause the lounge chair to collapse. My pussy was screaming to be fucked just like that. I heard him say something to mom and watched her turn around, sit up, and take his penis in her mouth again. 

By his groans and moans he was apparently filling her mouth with his exploding cum. I watched as she took every inch of his cock into her throat. Her hands and nails gripped his nice firm ass as he emptied his huge load. I giggled to myself at the thought, “first daughter, now mother, have had their stomachs pumped full of sperm tonight”. My young, curious mind again wondered “what does he taste like?” and “how much cum did he shoot out of those big balls?” Such bad thoughts I was having.

I watched quietly as mom slowly licked dad’s cock clean. He then sat down next to her on the lounge chair. I decided I had seen more than enough of this and turned and headed up the stairs. I was so unbelievably horny at this point; I could hardly stand it. 

I lay in bed that night, not able to fall asleep. In my mind all I saw was daddy’s big beautiful cock; so long, so fat, and so hard. I thought of his gorgeous firm ass, in such perfect shape still, as it pounded back and forth driving his dick forcefully in and out of my mom’s well-stretched pussy. I wondered what was wrong with me. With the visions of mom’s lips being wrapped around that big fat pole of hard flesh, I finally dozed off.

I was on top of the covers when I opened my eyes and stretched as the warmth of the morning sun caressed my naked body. Not wanting to waste any of this gorgeous summer day, I hopped in the shower quickly, shaved and rinsed off. Dreamily, I thought about the wonderful day of tanning, swimming and shopping that lay ahead. Before putting on one of the tiniest swimsuits I own I doused my body with tanning oil. I then carefully dressed in a hot pink thong that left nothing to the imagination but invited the sun to roam freely. I felt so damn sexy. I headed downstairs to have a quick bite and some juice.

Mom was leaving to go to a brunch with the neighbor, Suzanne; I hugged and kissed her. On her way out, teasingly I said, “You are all smiles this morning mom, a good night huh?” She just looked at me, rolled her eyes, and giggled. Dad then came in and gave her a kiss goodbye, me a good morning kiss, commented about the clothes I didn’t have on, and poured himself some orange juice. That was the first time, I noticed, I was looking at my daddy differently. I could not stop wondering about his cock, knowing what beauty was under his bathrobe. As I strutted around the kitchen scantily clothed, I wondered if, as he watched me, his cock was growing erect.

As I finished nibbling on some fruit, I watched him as he sat at the table scanning over the newspaper. I went over to him, threw my arm around his neck, and sat down on his leg. His warmth, I immediately felt against my naked ass cheeks. He looked at me and smiled. I kissed his cheek and told him I loved him. He looked at me and asked sarcastically, “What do you want?” “Nothing,” I replied, “I just love you”. 

I fed him a strawberry from my bowl of fruit. He put the paper down and shifted his whole body suddenly. I moved to better sit in his lap. I instantly felt, through his robe, the bulge of his cock against my ass. We spoke briefly about the day’s events, but my mind was drifting to the events from the night before. As I felt my pussy tingle from the hot thoughts, I began to squirm restlessly. I gave him another strawberry and watched intensely as his teeth bit into it and his lips caught and sucked the escaping juices. I envisioned my pussy being that strawberry, which caused my breathing to deepen. He placed his hand on the small of my back as we shared the fruit. 

I gazed into his dreamy blue eyes deeply as they watched my lips passionately suck on a wedge of orange. I was pleased to feel the unmistakable twitch of his cock becoming excited. As I nonchalantly but purposely, ate the fruit more seductively and with exaggerated moves, wiggled my ass more, I felt his cock stir and then begin to grow. Daddy, becoming quite embarrassed, shifted in his chair uncomfortably as his cock began to stiffen beneath me. I slightly wiggled my ass down onto his new erection, grinding against it playfully. Daddy suddenly spoke out, saying he had to get up. He was very obviously uncomfortable and feeling guilty that he had a huge boner poking up under his young daughter’s ass. I just giggled and told him, “but the fruit is not finished”. I giggled as I listened to him stammer and stutter, making absolutely no sense at all, but trying to escape the situation.

I spun my whole body around to face him. Straddling his lap now, my legs were on either side of the chair, and my ass rested on his bare thighs. As I moved into this position, daddy’s’ robe gapped open. Suddenly, shocking both of us equally, his raging cock bust free and stood up firmly in between us. I instantly looked down at the huge purple head that pointed directly toward his belly button. Looking up, I met his absolutely horrified eyes. He began to speak, “Honey, I am so sorr…” I immediately leaned forward and planted a passionate kiss right on my daddy's lips. I forced my tongue into his mouth and sought his out. At first he didn’t respond, but then something happened. Temptation and lust simply overpowered his morals.

Knowing I wanted him and had obviously teased him to the point of no return, he suddenly picked me up and lay me back on the table. He grabbed my bikini bottoms and with one tug ripped them right off my body, throwing them aside. He groaned his approval as he gazed upon his daughter’s clean-shaven pussy. Taking in his hand, the orange slices from the bowl of fruit, he squeezed them strongly, pouring the juice all over my crotch. At the same time he began lapping up the orange juice, and mine. I trembled and moaned, “ooooohhh yessssss daddy”, as his tongue lapped at my labia seeking out my clit. The puffy, excited lips of my pussy were now soaked from his talented tongue-lashing. I thrust my ass up off the table, pushing my cunt up to meet his mouth. 

He stood up, kicked his chair out of the way, and kneeled before me. Placing both his hands under my ass cheeks, his thumbs inward towards my ass crack, he again began his oral assault on my bare quim. 

“Ohhh my godddddd” I screamed. 

I could feel the mixture of orange juice and my womanly secretions trickling down to my ass. As his lips began sucking on my swollen clit, a thumb sought out my tiny puckered virgin hole and rubbed it playfully. 

“Yessssssss, ooohhhhh yessss oh daddddyyy don’t stopppp,” I screamed at the pleasure he was causing, he penetrated me in synch with his thumb and his tongue. 

I thought I would ecstatically pass out. I had never had anything in my ass before and his thumb felt huge, but incredible. He had used my own juices to lubricate his thumb as he thrust it in to the first knuckle. As his thumb invaded my virgin ass, he thrust his tongue all the way into my tight pussy. His lips were locked around my whole crotch as his tongue wiggled around deep inside me. 

“Oohhh pppleeeease don’t stopppp…daddddyyyy pleeeeease”. 

I realized at that moment at how lucky my mom really was. Not only did she receive one hell of a fucking from a big beautiful cock, but also knew this tongue had spoiled her coochie many times. I screamed out again as daddy began rhythmically sliding his tongue back and forth in my vagina and began fucking his thumb in and out of my anus. With each thrust of his thumb he buried it deeper, causing me to wince with the pain, it caused. The tongue fucking me however, evened out the pain with immense pleasure. This went on for who knows how long; I lost track of all time. I just never wanted it to end. No man had ever worked over my pussy so well before. No man had ever touched my anus and certainly had never penetrated it. For daddy to take his little girls ass first, would make him so happy.

As I felt my huge orgasm building inside, so did daddy. He could sense it was close and just sucked on me that much more intensely. As my legs, draping over his shoulders, tightened, he took that as his cue. He stood abruptly and just as my pussy exploded he thrust his manhood deep into me in one full thrust. “Aaarrrrghhhhhhh mmmyyyyy goddddd,” I screamed. “Ooohhhh yesssss, yessssss OHHHHH DADDYYYY your cock is so big, its soooooo fat, toooooo fat.” My verbal screams fueled his sexual machine, as he became more excited, he penetrated me deeper than I had ever been penetrated. He knew his fat cock was stretching my pussy lips more than they ever had before. He knew the tip of his cock was thrusting up where no man had been before. It only made him feel that much more passion. My orgasm exploded inside me powerfully but collided with the head of his hugely plunging cock. 

As he withdrew on each thrust, my orgasm almost squirted out between his shaft and my taut lips. I screamed until my throat was sore. “Yesssssssss ooohhh yessssssss daddy, don’t stopppp, yessss fuck me with that huge cock of yours, ooohhhhh,” I hissed through clenched teeth. My orgasm just seemed to keep going and going as my father’s luscious dick fucked in and out of my tiny love tunnel furiously. “Ooohh Brandi honey, you’re sweet little pussy is soooo tight, so incredibly tight. You are squeezing daddy’s shaft so powerfully.” He groaned loudly and grunted with each thrust. “I feel the walls of your cunt pulsating and milking my cock like nothing I have ever felt before,” he continued. I could feel every single centimeter of his penis, every vein, the ridge, and the tip. I felt the plum like head push up inside me; way up inside me it thrust, plowing through the birth canal. I felt his heavy cum-filled sac slapping up against my wet ass. With each thrust, the sound penetrated my ears as deep as his member penetrated my vagina. 

My orgasm suddenly peaked when he reached down and playfully squeezed my clit with his thumb as he continued fucking me hard. My mind and body felt like jelly. Juices were now just pouring out of me as the squishy wet sounds of raw sex filled the room. Our moans, screams of pleasure, and animalistic grunts were the only sound to drown it out. To announce his quickly arriving orgasm, Daddy began punching his cock into my cunt, with a power I had never experienced before. “Aaaarrrgggghhh daddddddy …ooohhhhhhh nooooooooo, pppleassssseeeeee”, I screamed. It actually hurt like hell to feel that huge head saw in and out of me sharply. But I knew it was only temporarily as his sperm explosion approached. “Yesssss daddy give me your cum, pppleeeeeaseee give meeeee your hot jism”.

My cunt was now burning as his thick shaft rubbed me raw from the unrelentless pumping action. His hips were a blur as he pounded into me. “I have never ever been fucked like this”, I thought. “Daddy or not, what an unbelievable lover this man was”. 

Then it stopped. Daddy pulled out his engorged dick just as the tip blasted. “Ohhh my gooodddddd honey, here it comes….ooohhh yessssss Lil B….”.

His sperm erupted out with the force of cannon shot. It spurted powerfully, reaching my face, my bikini top and covering my stomach. My belly button filled up with daddy’s hot cum and I felt it dribble down my sides with a tickle. I heard my daddy pant as his orgasm subsided and his spent cock rested against my pelvis, cum seeping from the tip. I reached down and grasped his jewel of a cock in my hand, rubbing the thick slippery shaft. Feeling it throb uncontrollably, it was drenched with my juices and his cum. 

I felt the semen pour out of my belly button as I rubbed it around my skin. It was still so warm. Not yet having the opportunity to fulfill my taste curiosity, I brought my sperm covered hand to my lips and licked the coated fingers. The salty yet sweet taste of my daddy immediately aroused my taste buds. I licked my fingers clean and reached down for more. Starving now for more of him, I sat up and begged him to let me suck his cock. 

“Pleeease daddy,” I purred, “let me suck your cock, pleeeease”. He took one look into my eyes and glanced down to my luscious full pouting lips and didn’t hesitate in fulfilling my request. Daddy or not, any guy could look at my lips and just know their cock is going to be spoiled. They are not fat, but full. It didn’t take asking him more than once. He quickly sat up on the table and I stood between his spread thighs. He lay back as I examined his gorgeous soft penis, which even flaccid was still fairly large. His balls hung so loosely now down between his powerful thighs, emptied of all their cum. I grasped them gently, much more than my tiny hand could hold, and squeezed them softly. He groaned his approval.


Oh Daddy



As I continued to caress his gorgeous balls, my other hand grasped the shaft of his cock and brought the head to my lips. I softly kissed the tip and licked the tiny peehole. I then ran my wet hot tongue all over the entire smooth glands until they glistened with my saliva. I gently ran my tongue down the center underside of his entire length, tracing the main vein from the base, back up to the ridge between the head and the shaft. This caused his prick to throb back to life. I continued my tantalizing tongue teasing of daddy’s cock until it throbbed fully erect within my small hand. His moans of approval echoed throughout the room.

I gently nibbled up and down the solid flesh pole and sucked on the sides of the shaft all over. I then sucked on one ball at a time, gently taking each into my mouth and swirling my tongue around them. His cock throbbed powerfully when I did this and I could feel the blood streaming into the caverns within the solid shaft. Finally, I licked my way up the length of his bone and reaching the tip, I wrapped my luscious lips around the engorged head. Daddy moaned out loudly followed by, “ahhhhhhh yess baby…oh God my sweet Lil-B, your lips feel exquisite. Suck daddy’s cock, ooohhh don’t stop.” I didn’t stop and had no intentions of stopping until I swallowed his sweet Brandi-making-sperm.

I sucked his thickness into my hungry mouth. Locking my lips around his girth I bobbed downward on his cock until the fat head hit the back of my throat. For the first time I tasted the mixture of his cum and my pussy. I did this over and over, slowly, consuming his flesh. Then, I shocked my daddy with my cock-sucking expertise. 

As it is something I have always loved to do, instead of having my dates fuck me, I would please them by going down on them. I definitely know how to suck a cock. 

I took my daddy’s penis deep into my throat and did not stop until his pubic hair tickled my nose. He screamed out “Ooohhh fuckkkkk..yessssss…I have never had anyone deep-throat me before.” I smiled at the thought that this was a first for him. As I felt the head of his cock open my throat and stretch it, I swirled my tongue all over the fat shaft.

As I continued deep-throating his huge phallus, I massaged his balls with more aggression now. After about ten minutes of the best blowjob, I know, he has ever had, he started bucking his hips up and down. I met his thrusts head on, allowing his cock to fuck in and out of my mouth with power. Soon he was fucking my face with long smooth strokes. I took it out every so often and gave him a speedy hand job, pumping his dick with a firm hand, before sinking my wet mouth back down on him. He could take it no more.

He screamed out that he was going to explode. I took his dick out of my mouth and aimed it at my face. My hand was a blur as I quickly jerked his cock off. I opened my mouth just as his penis swelled up and burst its baby-making seed toward my face. With this being his second orgasm in a row, it wasn’t as big as the first drenching one, but there was plenty. It squirted my lips, my eyes, and my cheeks and dripped down off my chin. I swallowed the globs of cum that I took in my mouth. 

Just as I took the head of his cock back into my cum-soaked lips, I suddenly heard my mom’s voice. “Brandi, Brandi…” “Oh shit”, I thought, “I am busted big time. Busted with my daddy’s, her husbands cock in my mouth. Busted with my daddy’s cum dripping down my face and my body. I then heard it again, louder, “Brandi..."

I suddenly woke up. I was lying naked on top of my bed. My mom was next to me shaking my shoulders. “Brandi hon, you were having a dream sweetie. I came in to let you know your dad and I are going shopping and would be back a little bit later. You were squirming all over the bed and moaning.” With a wink and a grin she added, “I won’t even ask what you were dreaming about”.

Looking into my mom’s pretty eyes, I thought suddenly, “Oh God no, you wouldn’t want to know.”

She kissed my sweating forehead and turned to leave, closing my bedroom door behind her. I smiled with the thoughts, “I had my daddy completely; his mouth, his fingers, his cock. I touched him, felt him, and tasted him. I lived a day of absolute sin, of incestuous lovemaking with my father and loved every second of it. Now knowing it was all a dream, I live with the absolute pleasure of the uninhibited taboo sex we shared and the ultimate pleasure of feeling no guilt.



Oh Daddy



Ali had just graduated from college and now she was moving home while she started a new chapter in her life. She kept thinking about her past as she drove the 4 hours home: her mom passing away, going off to college, leaving her dad behind, the thrills of making new friends, the heartbreak of relationships. Finally, she had graduated and was returning to all that was familiar.

Her dad, Mark, greeted her in the driveway. As she stepped out of the car, he gave her a hug and said "Welcome home, honey. I'm so glad you're back." Tears were in his eyes. She knew that it had been extremely hard for him to let his little girl go, especially after his wife died.

Over the next few days, Ali noticed something different about Mark. The way his eyes lingered on her made her uncomfortable. She attributed most of it to her just being overly paranoid. The guys she had dated had turned out to be bastards so it was no wonder that she was wary about ALL males.

Returning home after a full day of job hunting, Ali decided to lounge for a while in front of the television. Mark walked into the room.

"I started some of your laundry. Seems like you had a ton of it."

"Thanks Dad," she said with a smile.

Mark stared at his daughter as the glow from the t.v. illuminated her. She had been such a scrawny thing when she was little. Now, as he trailed his eyes over her body, all he saw was a beautiful woman. Her dark hair cascaded across her shoulders and the t.v.'s light made her eyes shine. He gazed in wonder as her large breasts moved with her breathing.

"I think I'm going to bed, Ali. I'll see you tomorrow." Mark walked over to Ali and kissed her cheek.

"Goodnight Dad. I love you."

Lying in bed, Mark couldn't help but think about his daughter. She was absolutely gorgeous. After an hour of being lost in thought, he heard Ali turn off the t.v and then close the door to her room. Sighing to himself, he closed his eyes and his mind led him through forbidden dreams.

After a night of torment, Mark arose to the smell of coffee. Entering the kitchen, he found he had just missed Ali as she had gone to search for her dream job. He found it odd that his first thought was his obligation to help Ali by continuing her laundry.

Mark grabbed one of the many bags full of her dirty laundry and carried it to the laundry room. Dumping it into the washer, he found that it contained Ali's delicates. A black lace g-string and matching bra lay on top of the pile. He stared at the two items and was slightly appalled to find himself growing hard. Without thinking, he picked up the g-string and felt it gently between his thumb and index finger. Feeling braver, he brought the garment to his face and inhaled deeply. He had been so enthralled in his discovery that he didn't hear Ali return. When he turned around, Ali was standing behind him, watching him silently.

"Ali....I was just...I..." Mark stumbled over his words. He just couldn't explain his actions.

Without a word, Ali walked over to her father. She pressed a finger lightly against his lips to quiet him. Any thoughts in her head were suppressed by a voice saying "Fuck it...who cares?"

Closing her eyes, she softly kissed Mark's lips. Without missing a beat, he slipped his tongue into her mouth and caressed hers, softly sucking it. Ali's first move was all that it took to set Mark in motion. His hands grazed down her sides quickly and then tugged heatedly at the bottom of her shirt. His madness continued until her clothes had disappeared. Ali stood pressed against the washing machine, completely naked, as her dad tore off his clothes. His eyes never left her lightly bouncing breasts.

Mark's cock was hard and at full attention. He pressed his body against Ali's, her hardened nipples indenting his chest. He fondled and cradled her succulent breasts before sucking the taunt nipples into his mouth. Soft moans came from Ali's throat as his tongue whipped over her nipples over and over. She couldn't stand it any more.

"Fuck me" she blurted out.

Not hesitating, Mark slid his cock into Ali's slippery pussy. His thrusts were soft at slow. His fixation with Ali's voloptuous bust turned into delight as he watched them bounce with his thrusts. He began pounding into her...harder, deeper, and faster. He could feel Ali's pussy grasping his dick tightly as she rubbed viciously at her clit. He was going to cum. Fucking her as hard as he could, he could hear her ass slapping against the side of the washing machine. With a final thrust, Mark's cum shot into her. 

Feeling the warmth of Mark's cum triggered Ali to orgasm. Her scream of pleasure mixed with Mark's panting. He caught her as she fell limp. He held her close, his lips brushing her ear.

"I've missed you, honey," he whispered.



Oh Daddy!



I suppose my life was fairly good, at eighteen I had a good job, which at that time was a miracle, enough money to keep me in fashion clothes wise, parents who loved me, and boys fawning over me. Having boys and men humming around me like bees was something I liked, not that I always gave them what they wanted, I wasn't that easy you know, but it was flattering to be in such demand. It was cheap too as I never went Dutch, if a man wanted to go out with me he paid for it, sometimes he got a return on his investment, sometimes he didn't, just like the stock market there was always a risk and I knew that I had something they wanted and used it to full advantage, mine of course.

As for my home life I had no complaints there, neither of my parents were overbearing, they were proud of my achievements and always encouraged me in whatever I did. Mum was a social animal, between her clubs and events we rarely saw her in the evenings, but it kept her happy and didn't give her much time to pry into my sexual activities. Her one wish was that I would find a 'nice' man and settle down, but it was not one of my priorities in life so the less time she had to raise the matter the better I liked it. I was actually closer to my father than my mother, at fifty he was still an active and, according to the girls I worked with, an attractive man, naturally I had never looked at him this way. 

My father had taken early retirement after a fortuitous win on the pools and spent his time either at golf, gardening or in DIY projects; when he wasn't involved in any of these he'd be curled up with a book. Very early on I had found that it was easier to talk to my father about my problems than to my mother, especially when I became aware of sex, mum would 'um' and 'ah' about the subject whereas dad would give a straight answer if he could, I soon found myself confiding my secrets in him and though he tutted at some of the things I did he always did it with a grin. Maybe we were closer than most fathers and daughters, I don't know, but if I had a problem I at least knew who I could turn to for a sympathetic ear.

One evening I went out with a dishy guy from the office, mum had gone off to one of her clubs before I went out and dad was reading in the living room when I left. The early part of the evening went quite well, the guy took me to a posh restaurant and I had just about decided to let him have me as a reward when the idiot went and blew it. Right there at the table he slipped a hand under the table and tried to get his hand under my skirt, dishy he may have been, but I was not having that, not in public and not without a little preliminary courting first. What had started out as a pleasant evening ended with me slapping him round the face and storming out of the restaurant, the worst part was that I was feeling randy and had actually been looking forward to letting him take me back to his place for some fun. When I got home dad was still in the living room, he looked up as I entered, smiled, frowned then laid his book to one side.

"Want to talk about it Virginia?" he asked.

"Is it that obvious?" I sighed.

"Only to your old Da'." He grinned.

So I sat down and told him about what had happened, he laughed then patted my knee.

"I suppose he was so used to women swooning over him that it never occurred to him that one would say no." Dad laughed.

"If he'd played his cards right," I grinned, "he would have got what he wanted anyway, I'd just made up my mind when he went and spoilt it."

"What a silly boy," dad grinned, "but I can't really blame him you know, you are too pretty for your own good my love, the temptation gets too much sometimes, after all that's all we men are good for isn't it."

"Oh dad," I laughed, "you do have one or two other uses."

After talking with my father I felt a hell of a lot better though no less randy, the prospect of playing with my vibrator did not please me, but it was too late to find another decent date so it looked as though I was left with little choice. It was just after nine and I knew that my mother would be out until one in the morning or even later so at least I could let myself go, I hated having to hold back my cries so that my mother wouldn't hear them, dad just laughed when he heard the noise coming from my room and ribbed me about it later on. With a sigh I got to my feet and headed towards the living room door.

"BZZZZ." Dad laughed.

Poking my tongue out at him I went off to my room, it took me only a few minutes to get undressed, it took longer to decide which of my vibrators to use, but in the end I settled for a ten incher and lay back on my bed to enjoy myself as best I could. It really wasn't my night, I'd played with my large tits, fingered my pussy and was getting a good high from the vibrator when the damned thing died on me, with a little whimper of frustration I grabbed one of the others out of my cupboard only to find that the batteries were dead. Needing to get off I flopped on the bed and dug my fingers into my burning pussy, with fast, almost desperate strokes I tried to make myself climax, but it just wasn't happening, even tweaking my clit did no good and I felt tears of frustration running down my cheeks as I frigged myself desperately.

"OH DAMN!" I cursed pulling my fingers from my pussy, "DAMN, DAMN, DAMN!"

There was a knock at my bedroom door followed by my father's voice asking if I was all right, throwing a robe around myself I called out to him to enter. My pussy felt as though it was on fire as my father stepped into the room, he noted the vibrator I had thrown aside lying near the door and stooped to pick it up. He was wearing a dressing gown and it flapped open a little to reveal his cock hanging between his legs for a moment.

"The modern marvel not doing the job?" he asked laying the thing on my dressing table and adjusting his gown.

"The bloody things broken and the damned batteries have died in all the others!" I said in frustration, "Fuck it!"

"Come on Ginnie," dad said soothingly, "calm down."

"I wish I bloody could." I retorted.

"Listen," dad smiled, "I've just run a bath, you hop into it and relax, I think you need it more than I do."

"Its not a flaming bath I need." I muttered.

Dad must have heard me because he grinned, I squirmed a little on the bed to try and ease the heat of my pussy, my robe flapped apart without me realising it and my father drew in a sharp breath. Oblivious to the fact that I was displaying my body to him I saw him lick his lips then turn his eyes away from me, thinking I had offended him in some way I stood up which made my robe flap around me, but I didn't notice it.

"Dad," I said quietly as I touched his shoulder, "are you all right?"

He turned his head and nodded, his eyes were unusually wide and his breathing seemed a little fast to me, through the burning of my pussy I was concerned that he was coming down with something. His eyes turned away from me again and I heard him take a shuddering breath then sigh.

"Go and have that bath love." He said in a voice that sounded unsteady.

I turned to do as he asked knowing full well that I'd not get any relaxation from anything until I had at least one orgasm, it was then that I noticed that my robe was hanging open and it dawned on me why my father had suddenly started acting so strangely. A sudden thrill of excitement ran through me that brought me near to a climax, it shocked me to think that I could get turned on at the thought that my father had been able to see my naked body, it was an even bigger shock to realise that he had been turned on by what he'd seen. The next moment a pair of hands came under my arms and cupped my tits, I gasped and froze as my father pulled the material of the robe to one side and began to play with my nipples, a moment later he turned me towards the bed and leant me over it. His breathing was harsh in my ear as he tugged my robe up over my back, then his hands were back on my tits and something hard yet soft was pushing at my burning pussy, my pent up orgasm ripped through me as his cock surged into me in one motion, I cried out and shook in his grasp.

"Oh daddy," I gasped in a weak voice, "no!"

Whether he heard me or not didn't seem to make any difference, like a man possessed he began to fuck me with heavy thrusts that literally drove me wild, all thoughts of who was doing me went out of my head as he drove me to another orgasm. I must have been crying out to him to stop, I'm sure I was, but all I was really aware of was the pleasure I was getting from his long hard prick as it slid in and out of my pussy. Explosions of ecstasy hit me like a solid blow, my knees buckled under me, but my father's strong hands at my tits and his cock in my pussy stopped me from falling to the floor. Then I heard him groan and felt him push hard into me, his cock digging deep into my body as a hot glow spread inside me, it was his seed filling me with its heat and I cried out from the sheer bliss it was giving to me; my body shaking uncontrollably against him as he leant over my back making deep sounds in his throat. A few moments later he pulled his prick from my pussy and lowered me down to the bed, twisting my head around I looked up at him, tears of sheer pleasure were streaming down my cheeks, but my father must have thought the tears were for another reason and it snapped him back to himself. His face went deathly pale as he stared down at me, I knew that he could see his juices starting to leak from my pussy as he took a step away from where I lay trembling in post orgasmic bliss.

"Oh Jesus...what have I done!" dad gasped.

With shame and guilt written in his eyes my father turned and ran from the room, I would have followed him immediately, but my legs felt rubbery and I was still shaking like a leaf from the excitement inside me. Maybe if I had followed him that would have been the end of the matter, but as I lay there recovering I was thinking about what had happened. I'd been raped by my own father yet I had enjoyed it so much I'd had more than one orgasm, by God he had fucked me better than most of my recent lovers and he'd been hurrying at that. As I finally managed to sit up I realised that I was getting randy again and the only reason there could be for this was the thought of my father fucking me, it was all that was filling my mind, I felt ashamed of myself for the sudden desire I had for him to fuck me again, but the more I thought about it the more I wanted it to happen. 

Getting off the bed I let my robe slip off my shoulders, stark naked I stepped out into the hall and hesitated, I was unsure where my father had gone until I heard sounds coming from my parent's bedroom so I headed that way. The door was open and I could see my father, still in his gown though now it was hanging open as he sat on the edge of the double bed with his face in his hands, whatever he may have been feeling his cock was of a different mind as it lay in his lap looking half erect. Quietly I stepped into the room and closed the door, my father didn't seem to notice my entrance and I stood there for a moment watching him in his remorse. He must have been going over and over what had happened for his shoulders were sagging ever lower, yet at the same time his cock was growing harder, and even as I stood watching it began to stand to attention.

"Dad?" I said softly with desire burning hotly inside me.

"I'm sorry Virginia," he sobbed without raising his face from his hands, "I don't know what the hell came over me."

I don't think he was even aware that his gown was wide open or his cock was erect let alone that I was standing there in the nude, crossing to the bed I knelt in front of him and leant against his legs.

"You must hate me for what I've done." My father sighed.

There was only one way to show him that I didn't hate him at all, at the same time I would satisfy the burning desire in me. Smiling softly to myself I pushed his shoulders until he was lying back on the bed, I stood up and straddled his body before he could realise what was happening. His hands fell to his side as I thrust down on him, taking his whole cock into my pussy in one go, his red, teary eyes went wide and his mouth opened in dismay as I leant forward onto his chest.

"VIRGINIA!" He cried.

"Daddy?" I smiled at him.

I think he was so shocked that he couldn't respond, leaning down I kissed him gently and felt him stiffen then relax, as I sat there with his cock buried deep inside me I felt happy and wildly excited. His cock filled my pussy to stretching point and though I was not moving on him just the feel of him inside me was pushing me towards a climax.

"God Ginnie," dad gasped when I raised my head again, "what are you doing?"

"I'm fucking you" I grinned, "what does it look like I'm doing."

"But..." He gaped at me, "For God's sake, I raped you!"

"Did you?" I sighed as I started to move on his cock, "I thought you were giving me just what I needed and God did I need to be fucked!"

"But..." He tried to speak.

Delicious thrills were running through me as his cock slid in and out of my pussy as I rode him slowly, I knew that in a few minutes I'd be too far gone in my pleasure to think let alone talk so I hurried to explain how I felt.

"I admit" I cut across his words, "that it was a shock at first, but the way you made me feel, God the way you made me feel had me climaxing so hard that I could barely breath. You know what a randy bitch I am, how could I resist what you were doing to me? Dad, when you left me I was so high I couldn't move and while I lay there I was thinking about what you'd done to me, I liked it, hell I loved it and thinking about it was getting me all hot in the pussy again. I don't give a damn whether it's illegal or not, whether it's wrong or not, all I want is for you to fuck me and to keep on fucking me."

I fell silent as my passion rose to such a level that I could no longer concentrate enough to form the words, as I had spoken my father had started to move with me, his cock surging up to meet me as I thrust down on him. Then his hands were on my tits, I felt his fingers teasing my nipples and sending me even more over the top.

"Ginnie," dad breathed, "God help me, but I want you as much as you seem to want me."

"Shut...up...and...fuck...me!" I gasped out just before I screamed my way into an orgasm.

Dad's head twisted down as he took one of my nipples into his mouth, my orgasm intensified and I flopped helplessly on top of him, my body bucking on his as he continued to slide his prick in my pussy. Then I felt myself falling to one side, his weight coming onto me as his cock thrust back into my pussy and continued thrusting in a deliriously slow stroke that drove me totally crazy. I know I was shouting and swearing, though I haven't a clue what I was saying, blast after delicious blast of ecstasy and bliss exploded through me as my father fucked me in a way I had never been fucked before, he ground his body on mine with each thrust, crushing my clit and increasing my pleasure until I thought I would die. As if from a great distance I heard my father cry out, his body bore down on me mercilessly and a sudden burst of heat filled me as he shot his seed deep inside me, but this time my father didn't pull out of me. Instead he began to thrust again, his cock still hard inside me, his breathing harsh and laboured in my ears as he leant his head on my shoulder. I must have deafened him with my cries of enjoyment, but all it seemed to do was make him fuck me faster and harder than before. Once again he crushed me delightfully with his body, his hot seed flooding into me as he came again, then, after a few slow thrusts, he pulled his slowly shrinking prick from my pussy and rolled off me.

God knows how long we lay there, it seemed ages before I could even comprehend what was around me let alone sit up and take note, but at last our bodies recovered and we sat up. I hugged my father to thank him for giving me so much satisfaction.

"We must do this again." I sighed happily.

"Give me half an hour and we will." Dad said quietly.

"Oh no, I didn't mean now!" I gasped looking at him.

Then I laughed as I realised that he was winding me up, he looked as tired and as satisfied as I felt, I knew I would have to return to my own room soon or my mother would catch us together, but I really didn't want to let go of him.

"Did you really mean what you said?" dad asked, "About doing it again that is."

"Whenever you want to." I smiled, "Why do you ask?"

"Oh nothing," dad grinned boyishly, "I was just thinking that I might take you to a restaurant somewhere and shove my hand up your dress under the table."

"If I was in a restaurant with you," I grinned back, "you can be sure I won't be wearing any panties."

A few weeks later my father did take me to a restaurant, one well away from where we lived of course, I wasn't wearing panties and he stuck his hand up my dress under the table, the waiter must have thought I was having a fit when I climaxed as he served the food.



Oh Daddy!



It's been a fond wish of both I and my Master that I learn how to use a strap-on dildo properly, so that when the time comes, I can demonstrate to him and enjoy the pleasure of fucking another woman. Recently I'd bought a new strap, it fit me well and as something of an early Christmas present two dildos were given to me. One was made in the exact image of my Master, the other was short and thin. They both had a small vibrating egg inside each and I'd learned how to thrust and to turn on the egg for each while they were on, using a fake pussy that had been included as part of my present from my Master, to practice on. 

My Master was to be the one who would take the smaller of the two dildos, next. It was decided between us that as part of my final practice, once I'd gotten used to them, I'd be using them on real people, what wasn't known to me until only just recently was that my Master was going to be the first to volunteer. He would take my dildo up his ass, and allow me the opportunity to play out a fantasy that both he and I had talked about, but up until then had not realized. I was going to get to fuck his asshole, and I couldn't wait. 

He stood before me, nude, the muscles in his ass and back flexing and then relaxing, he was chained to the ceiling and floor by a set of chains that had been adjusted for his height and size, but that were usually used for me, for the many things he liked to do to me. Spread eagle he hung and stood quietly as I walked around his body his skin was beautiful to me, a creamy chocolate brown, clear and surprisingly soft or at least smooth and very much touchable. I wanted to run my hands all over his body, I wanted to taste him, play with him, fuck him. I had work to do, I couldn't let my wanting him so much get in the way of what I was about to do to him. Behind him on the floor was a step I could step on that would bring me up-to the right height to be able to stand and fuck his ass, for I'm 5'1'', and he is 6'1''. 

Standing in front of him, I ran a line of lube down my finger so that I could slide it into his asshole and lube that up while I ran the same down the toy dick now standing straight out in front of me. I slowly slid my middle finger into his asshole and reached around to stroke his dick while I fingered his ass. When his asshole was slippery and his cock rock hard, I began to slowly slide the head of the small dildo into his ass. He groaned loudly and at first his muscles tightened, then his body began to relax and I could hear small groans and growls coming from him. I thrusted in a little deeper and he groaned louder, his body tensing as his dick jumped in my hand. 

I kissed his back where his neck and the top of his back met. Do you like it when I fuck your ass and stroke your big cock Daddy? He doesn't respond, only nods slightly and I continue to thrust the small dildo into his very surprisingly tight asshole. I didn't expect you to be this tight Daddy. The inside of the toy rubs against and moves my clit around with each small thrust I take. I moan softly into his back, he can feel my body shudder against his back. A thought crosses his mind that when I'm done with him, I'll be very willing and he'll be very ready to take me, and do with me whatever he wishes. 

Finally the entire length of dildo was swallowed by his asshole, and his cock was growing harder and harder in my hand by the minute. I could feel the heat from his body, I could hear the groans and growls as I pulled out and thrusted back in again. That's right Daddy, take it, you know you like it when I fuck you like you're the bitch, when I call you names and stroke your cock. You'd beg for more if you were allowed to talk wouldn't you Daddy, but it's better if you have to keep your smart mouth shut until I'm ready for you to tell me how much you're enjoying yourself. 

Thrusting a little harder a little deeper and a little faster, I begin to make him groan louder. It feels so good to have his tight asshole work the toy against my clit, I can feel my pussy getting closer and closer to release. His cock is so hard and his balls are starting to raise. His ass-cheeks tighten and contract. A little button near the base of the dildo is pressed and it begins to vibrate as it slides into and out of his anal canal. A part of the head of the dildo hits against his prostate as I hit deeper against his walls. The head of his dick becomes engorged and I can feel his muscles starting to tighten. 

You know Daddy, I'd much rather taste your nut, then simply waste it by allowing it to shoot out of your cock onto the floor and my hand and against the wall. I thrust a few more times into him and then pull out, inserting a very short and very thin vibrating butt-plug into his ass as I come around and get on my knees. Taking his dick deep into my throat, I put one hand on his shaft and the other on his ass. The one on his ass, pulling him deeper into my mouth, the one on his shaft, helping to stroke every drop of cum out of his balls and into my throat. He growls low and struggles a little against his bonds trying to pull my head down so that he can gag me on his big, fat cock. Looking up at him as I suck, I ask the question, Daddy, would you like me to talk dirty to you, would you like me to tell you how much I want your hot seed running down my throat? 

How often I've dreamed of this moment since we were parted from each-other? How about that I need to suck your balls empty. I move my mouth down to his balls and suck each one into my mouth, then I began to lick and suck up and down his shaft, tenting my fingers over the sensitive shaft of his cock so that it feels as though he's inside my pussy or my asshole while my hot lips and wet tongue and mouth suck that hot cum from him. Would you like that Daddy? Would you like to watch as I swallow down your hot seed? 

Growling loudly he begins to let loose, I can feel his dick jump and then I see his balls raise and into my throat shoots stream after stream of hot, and a little salty cum. After he's cum, I raise to my feet and his chains are undone, he is led on his hands and knees by way of a leash connected to a thick black collar around his neck to the end of the bed that sits across the room. The leash is connected to the bed and he is left there to watch as I begin to change the dildo on my strap. The smallest strap is exchanged for the biggest strap, and the large one is lubed well. Across the room stands a female strapped to the wall, she is nude and a little scared. She stands at about 5'5'', with long, and natural dark brown hair, she's never used a chemical in her hair to speak of, only a little gel or mousse every now and again. She has large breasts, a big ass, hips, and thighs. 

I look down at him and kiss his lips, he smiles and whispers what a good little bitch I am. I turn and walk to the woman on the wall, I begin to slide my big strap deep into her pussy where he can see each thrust. His dick grows with each thrust. Laughing to myself I turn back to her and fuck her hard and deep, her fingers clench and unclench as she strains against the chains. She whimpers and moans, I can see her cum on my strap. I pull out of her and force her to her knees, making her clean her cum from my strap as he watches. He is having some trouble keeping his hands from his dick. 

I turn and see him reaching down to slowly being stroking his cock. Normally it would be a sight I'd beg to see, to watch my Master stroke his big cock until it squirted his seed all over one part of my body or another, but he was supposed to be obeying me, and I never told him he could stroke. You sorry worthless bastard!! I let go of her hair and push her away-from me to the floor. I walk fast over to him and smack his hands hard away-from his dick, did I tell you, you could touch MY dick? No. Then why the fuck are you, do I need to chain your hands down? No Mistress. I lift his head up so that I can look him directly in the eye, if you touch what belongs to me again without permission, you will be punished, swiftly, severely, and beyond anything you can imagine, is that clear my pussy slut? Yes Mistress. Good, I don't wish to have to stop and come back over here again. 

I turn around and walk back to the whore along the wall, finish cleaning this dick whore. I grabbed the back of her head and pushed her mouth down over the toy, forcing her to gag and choke on it. Pulling back a little her face white from the feeling of being sick. She moves to clean off the toy and looks up at me with a look of submission. When I've had enough I again pull her off my strap, undo her bonds and pull her across the floor to the bed by her hair. She lands a little ways from him and lays there not moving, he is unconnected and made to stand. I smack his ass and tell him to get up on the bed. 

On your back cunt whore. He complies and I connect his collar and then his hands to the bed, so that he may not move. Come on whore, get up here and mount his face. She whimpers and moves to mount his face, her pussy is over his lips and then she is chained to the bed as well, her hands are chained so that she must lean forward against the headboard slightly, making his tongue have a better aim at her. I want your legs up, ankles on my shoulders my cunt whore. He moves his legs and with my help is able to put his feet up. Very quickly, with a turn to the right, the larger dildo is off and again the smaller is on. Lubricated well and sliding easily deep into his awaiting asshole. I thrust into him a few times before I smack his hard cock into his thigh. 

His hips jump and I can hear him groan in pain. I can see his tongue flicking in and out against the pussy on his face. You can do better then that can't you? You're always saying what a good pussy eater you are, I can't tell, you can't do anything right can you, you're not even making that whore scream. Now do it you sorry bastard, I reached down and smacked his cock again, thrusting deeper into his ass. Make that whore scream!! He groaned again as his rock hard cock hit his thigh. He began to lick her faster, and I turned back to what I was doing to his ass. I thrusted harder and deeper into him, I could feel the end of the toy hitting my clit, his tight asshole pulled at the toy when I pulled back to make a new thrust and then it bounced again and again off my clit. I could hear the girl begin to scream. I smiled to myself to hear it, my body was growing weary, but my mind was very much into what I was doing. 

I thrusted harder into him, his groans grew louder, and I smacked his dick again. His groans turned into howls, but I continued to fuck him and smack his dick into his thigh. I could feel myself getting closer and closer to cumming, I knew I wasn't going to last much longer. My body was slowing down I was growing very tired, and he could feel it, he knew, and an idea began to form in his mind. As soon as I was too weak to continue, he and the whore on his face would fuck me. 

Had enough yet cunt slut? No Mistress. I can't believe he can still go, I can't believe he wants more! You disgust me, GOD you really are a sorry, insatiable pervert, you want me to fuck your asshole, you want me to slap your cock around, and you want me to make your sorry ass eat her pussy until your jaw aches. Take this strap fuck up, take this strap deep into that tight hole, and show me what a pussy whore like you will do. 

With each thrust into his bowels a new and disgraceful comment came out of my mouth that was directed towards him. I know you can't be too far away-from a horny slut, I know you can't live without that pussy in your face or on your cock, you're too much of a cunt whore. You really are a fucked up bastard, take this shit fuck up, take this shit and like it. You've frustrated me one too many times, made me swallow my anger and frustration at you because I didn't know what else to do with it, and now you're feeling it, you're feeling every drop of it. 

I moved them into two more positions. I was still fucking his ass from behind, only now he was fucking hers from behind as well, the three of us were in the doggie style position. Still degrading them both, calling them both horrid names and working over their bodies as though without remorse or thought. I didn't care as I fucked them, I didn't care that I might be hurting them, I didn't care that their feelings may be hurt, I only wanted to use them, him for the perverted cunt whore he was, and her for the filthy whore that she was. That's right you sorry asshole, know what my anger and frustration for you have been, know how I've felt every time you've said one thing, and then changed your mind right after. You want to know frustration, feel this, I rammed that dildo deep into him, I smacked his ass-cheek hard and rammed the strap so deep into him I had trouble pulling it out. I could hear his grunts, I could tell that he was in some pain, and I didn't care, it only served to make me fuck him harder. 

When I was finally done, I was far too tired to re-attach them to the bed, so only their collars remained attached, and by the time I realized they weren't attached anymore it was far too late, I was laying on my side on the bed, too tired to move, and I could see them coming after me, ready to exact their sexual revenge on me, but I could do nothing to stop them. They untied themselves, and tied me up as they had once been. Suddenly I'd switched spots with him, I was now the one laying on my back, my collar connected to the bed, my hands tied up to the headboard. She was on my face and he was fucking my pussy hard. I could taste her dripping down onto my lips, her pussy was so wet and she tasted very good. I screamed and moaned and wanted more. I was too tired to fight, and by then I really didn't want to. Into and out of me he thrusted, holding my legs back slightly, spread, as he thrusted deeper and deeper into my pussy. I can feel his cock deep in my stomach. He leaned forward and began sucking first one and then the other of my nipples into his mouth, growling low. I couldn't hear him, because his words were muffled by my nipples, but I could tell he was pleased. They called me a bitch, a slut, my Master called me his cunt, he told me that I would give him everything I had and without complaint. Soon as she came on my face, I was made to switch positions. 

Onto my hands and knees I went, she donned my strap, and began to use it on me. The larger of the two dildos was then put on it, and she began to tear at my asshole. Only enough lube to slide in and she was on her way, fucking me with everything she had in her. His cock was still buried deep in my pussy, and I was forced to ride him with every thrust she took. harder and deeper. I felt as though I was being broken in half. Suddenly the names started again, she would call me something and then he would. The nicest of them being when he called me his slut. She smacked my thigh, and applied nipple clamps to my nipples after she'd smacked them hard. Over and over they fucked me, for hours I endured. I could suddenly see only black, I was falling deep into it, and it felt so comforting. Across my face went the back of his hand, it woke me up and I cried out in pain, I was told that I wouldn't be allowed to pass out until they were done with me. 

I am riding his dick into my pussy. I can see that I'm now sitting on his hips, with his big cock sliding deeper and deeper into me, and each thrust he takes, pushes the strap deeper into my ass and vice verse. I start to moan and cum down his dick, he reaches up and plays with my breasts, pulling hard on the clamps and the flicking them. Finally he rips the clamps off my nipples and takes them in between his large fingers rubbing them back and forth, making them harder before he pulls me down to him and begins to suck on them, opening my asshole up more to be ravaged and used. By now my ass is well lubed, the fucking of it has caused serious stretching, but no real pain for her to fuck me. 

Very shortly thereafter tears began to fall from my eyes as I started to cum hard. Holding me in the air, they began to both of them take my asshole, double fucking my hole and stretching it out beyond anything it had ever been stretched before. After forcing me to admit that he IS my Master, they put me on the floor and dragged me by my hair to the shower. Turning the shower on they put me in and then stepped in after. I was tired and could hardly move. Please, I can't take anymore. They only laughed at me and continued on, I was called weak and backsliding. We were expected to wash each-other well, I couldn't even lift my hand to wash myself, how was I supposed to wash them? Down on their knees they went, with me half asleep in one corner of the shower, I watched as he fucked her pussy again she moved to ride my face, or what was left of my face after I'd been humiliated and worn out. 

Comments were made, but I was too tired to hear anything but mumbling. They begin cumming at the same time, he pulled out of her and she positioned herself a little back so that they could both cum directly on my face, covering my face in his seed and her juices. My last act, before I'm washed and put to bed, is to lick and suck off their cum from my face. It takes every ounce of strength I have left, and when I've gotten every drop I slide down to the floor of the tub, and start to fall deeply asleep, mumbling to them how happy I was, and how much I'd enjoyed myself. Several hours later I wake to find both of them on either side of me, sleeping as well and holding fast to me in their sleep. What a night. 



Oh, Daddy



She bit her lip, looking up at her daddy as he held her, arms pinned to the wall on either side of her face. He looked at her with his disarming eyes, making promises without needing words. She was his baby: She would never turn back now. Noting, now, that her expression changed to one of complete submission, he rushed forward. 

His lips closed around her neck, and he let his savage desires free. She gasped, digging her head back into the wall as he dug his nails into the palms of her hands. Reaching down, he grabbed her by the ass, feeling the fabric of her school uniform being crushed beneath his hands. He pulled her upwards, pressing her chest into his as she wrapped both legs around him, locking her ankles together. 

He leaned back to look at her once more. His darling little baby. "My, look what you've become," he whispered, somewhat breathless. Giggling softly, she looked down, a fierce blush spreading over her cheeks. He brought his face close to hers, kissing her on the lips softly, then biting her bottom lip as her mouth fell open in want of him. 

Her back lay against the wall, supported by it, and he ran his fingertips softly under her white polo shirt and up over her stomach. They danced a delighted jig as they crept their way up to her breasts. He squeezed one breast gently, letting out a short breath as she moaned, grabbing a hold of his shoulders. Playfully, he tweaked her nipples, watching her face for a reaction. Did he ever get one.

Her entire body thrust forward, pressing into him, begging to be pleasured. A smile spread over his lips. Such a reaction from so little touching. She was, indeed, his baby. Pushing her back again, he slowly began to, inch by inch, lift her shirt up, exposing the soft flesh of her stomach. He picked her up even further, leaning down to kiss her on the warm peach fuzz that covered her below her navel. 

As his hands moved to lift her shirt to expose her beautiful, young breasts, her hands flew to his wrists. Immediately his eyes flashed up to meet hers. "Sweetheart?" he questioned, trying to interpret the anxiety on her face. Her eyes flickered downward before she spoke. 

"I'm sorry, Daddy..." she murmured. Using a big hand, he gently tilted her chin up to look her in the eyes once more. He shook his head. Nothing to be sorry about. "I've never had sex," she whispered, half hoping he did not hear it. His eyes went wide.


"You're 18 years old!" he protested. "Surely you've been with some boy?" Now it was her turn to shake her head, feeling as though she had let her father down. He saw the fallen look cover her face and realized his callousness. "No, baby, it's ok. It's a good thing: I'm very proud of you." He smiled at her, kissing her once more. "This way I don't have to share my baby. I can teach you everything you need to know." 

Smiling at him, she flung her arms around his neck once more. Happily she clung to him as he walked over towards his bed. He leaned over and lay her down, careful that her head was on the softest pillow of the bunch scattered across the headboard. She looked up at him lovingly as he stood over her. 

He climbed on the bed, straddling her. Once again he began to lift her shirt, this time lifting it all the way over her well-endowed chest and over her head. Looking to her face for permission, he lifted her back, reaching underneath her to undo her bra. He slid the straps down her arms, pulling it off and letting it drop to the floor on the side of the bed. Her smile grew wide as his mouth fell agape at the supple flesh now in front of him. 

A soft moan escaped his lips. Hungrily he leaned down, gently flicking a tongue over her nipple, squeezing her other breast with a hand just large enough to hold most of it. In his pants, he felt his hardening cock give a twitch. It longed too be touched. Not yet. Instead, he moved up, again pinning her hands on either side of her head, kissing her on the lips at first, then deeply, exploring her mouth with his tongue.

Slowly he kissed down her neck, biting gently above her collarbone. He kissed down in between her breasts, stopping to give a light kiss to both nipples on his way. Her body wriggled underneath his grasp, gasps passing over her lips as they hung open, begging for more of her daddy. 

Reaching her belly button, he, once again, looked up at her face. She was still smiling blissfully. Taking the first button of her red and blue plaid uniform skirt in his mouth, he yanked it off. Her moans grew in strength. He raised an eyebrow at her. So she likes a little show of force. 

The loose flap of the dress now curled over invitingly. Clenching it between his teeth, he tore the remaining two buttons off. Encouraged by her growing moans, he moved a bit quicker and became a bit more forceful. He grabbed her under each knee and lifted them up, pulling her skirt out from underneath her and throwing it on the floor alongside her bra and school shirt. 

With two fingers he rubbed her pussy lightly over her black cotton panties. "Mm," he spoke, smirking at her, feeling the wet spot she had already made between her young thighs. Her back arched and she shut her eyes, digging her head into the pillow the second his fingers came into contact with her most sensitive area. "You like that, baby?" he asked, rubbing a little harder, pushing her panties between the lips of her pussy. 

"Oh, daddy, it's wonderful!" It came as a shaky squeak. Her eyes flitted down to her daddy, begging for him to slide her panties over her hips and down her thighs until finally he would pull them off of her feet, her body being fully naked in front of him. Gladly he obliged.

Tearing her thin panties from her body, he stopped to look at her beautiful pussy, bald of all hair. "If you're not fooling around with boys, do you keep this so wonderfully clean for me?" he smiled to her, dancing his fingers over her smooth pussy. She gasped, grappling at the bed sheets, feeling them folding between her small fingers.

He didn't give her a chance to answer. As her mouth opened in reply, he jammed his index finger into her tight pussy, slick with her excitement. A loud, shocked moan poured from her mouth and her body wiggled involuntarily. "Oh, daddy!" she gasped. Slowly he withdrew his finger from her pussy, feeling its walls squeezing its every centimeter. 

This time he pushed into her with more care, a little less force. Her moaning became long and drawn out as his finger, much thicker than her own – the only means of personal pleasure she had ever used – stretched her pussy. He began to push in and out of her at a steadier, but still slow, pace. The small amount pain she experienced was totally overcome by the dizzying pleasure she felt as her daddy finger-fucked her. 

She opened her eyes just in time to see her daddy's face moving towards her pussy. On their own, her hips bucked upwards to meet him. He grinned at how obviously she was enjoying his attentions just before kissing the little pink nub inside her pussy lips, shoving a second finger into her pussy as he did. She came. Immediately. 

Writhing, she dug her fingers into the bed, clinging to the sheets so tightly her knuckles grew white. "Oh, my god, daddy!" she screamed, the words audible but nearly incoherent amongst her moans and gasping, ragged breaths. He hummed gently on her clit as she orgasmed, pulling out both fingers and shoving his tongue into her, wanting to taste her sweet, baby cum. 

Running his hands up both her thighs, he moved his body over hers. She looked up at him in adoration, watching as he moved his lips to hers, leaning her head up to meet him. Their lips locked and she kissed him hungrily, loving the taste of her own pussy on his lips. "Daddy," she began, breaking their kiss, but he wouldn't let her. He kissed her again. "Daddy!" she gasped, turning her head some, a giddy smile on her lips. 

"Yes, baby?" he leaned back to see her face fully. 

"Will you take me?" she asked, a blush creeping back into her face again as a playful smirk danced across his. 

"Baby, I thought you'd never ask." He kissed her again, pulling his shirt off over his head, pushing his covered cock against her dripping pussy. She gasped, her body arching into his as she felt his bulge for the first time. 

He leaned back, kneeling over her, and unbuttoned his pants. She moaned softly in anticipation, feeling nerves flutter in her stomach. What if he doesn't fit? As if he could feel her anxiety, he reached forward and brushed the hair out of her face. Leaning in, he kissed her once more, softly, before he revealed himself to her. 

Again she gasped as he pulled his pants and boxers down over his thighs, his fully erect cock springing free. "Oh, daddy..." she breathed, biting her lower lip at its size. He smiled, bringing her legs up with both hands, draping them over his shoulders. Taking her hands in his, he held them outstretched above her head, backs on the bed. 

Rubbing the tip of his cock in between her pussy lips, he leaned down, gently nibbling on her nipples. Her hips bucked, and the head of his cock pushed into her tight pussy. Her mouth hung open, gasping for air, and she leaned her head back, her entire body dissolving into shivers. 

Taking her pleasure as encouragement, he slowly pushed his cock further in. A groan passed over his own lips as he felt her tight pussy clinging to his rock hard cock. "Mm, baby," he cooed, pushing his cock in a bit further. As her arms tried to wriggle free of his grasp, he held them steadfast; her entire body jumped around beneath him. 

The second he saw the least bit of pain creeping over her face, he pulled back slowly. Moaning, she shook her head, begging him to push back in. Softly he chuckled, surprised by how her desire overcame her pain. Using a little more force this time, he pushed his cock back into her pussy, even further than before. 

Her body pushed up against his, her hips thrusting towards him. "Oh, daddy, fuck me!" she begged. That was all it took. He jammed his cock into her harder so that it was buried to the hilt. She screamed for him, an orgasm, once again, wracking her body. He wondered if he should stop, if it was too much for her, but she kept calling out for more. 

A man reawakened, he pulled his cock out of her and slammed into her with renewed force. Each thrust grew faster and he pushed all the way in each time. His balls slapped against her ass as he watched her face, contorted by the immense pleasure he was giving her, the rolling orgasms. He could feel the walls of her pussy pulsating around his cock, causing him to groan with her. Never before had he experienced such a tight, little pussy, and on his baby girl – "Oh, fuck, baby!" he called out.

He tossed his head back, letting out a loud moan, shouting almost, as he felt his warm seed shoot out into his baby's pussy. "Oh, daddy!" she screamed, "Yes, daddy, oh, god, yes!" Her pussy grabbed onto his cock as she came again, her back arched up into his as she dug her nails into his hands. Pushing in and out of her still, his moans softened as he felt himself spurting the last of his cum into his little girl. He slowed almost to a stop, her pussy still milking his cock.

Leaning down, he kissed her quivering lips. Her eyes would hardly open, her eyelashes fluttering as she tried to look at him. "Oh, daddy," she kept gasping. He shushed her, rolling over onto his side, pulling her close to his chest. Stroking her hair, smiling, he whispered into her ear, "I love you, baby." She shivered in his arms. Daddy's little baby.  



Oh, Daddy!



Candy was coming home from college for the summer. He had married her mom when she was fourteen. That had been five years ago. "Where did the time go?" he asked himself. He heard her car pull up out front. Adam rose from the table and went to meet her at the door. He opened the door and waved to her. Having been gone so long, Adam hadn't noticed how much she had grown over the years until now. Daddy's little princess was now a hottie. She opened the car door and stretched her long tan legs. No doubt tired from the long drive.

She got out of the car and his jaw nearly dropped seeing what she was wearing. Shorts barely covering her round ass, and a tiny tank top showing her cleavage and her navel. And to make it worse she got her belly button pierced. Her mom was going to kill her when she got back from her trip. Her silky brunette hair was tied back in a pony tail. He felt himself getting hard and had to fight to try to keep it from going full blown. Too late. "I'll get your stuff later" he called to her.

She had been opening her back door to grab her bag, but she stopped. "Are you sure? It's kinda heavy" she said. He nodded and gestured for her to come in. He had the worst time trying to keep his eyes off her bouncing breasts and she ran over to hug him. Desperately trying to hide his embarrassment, he hugged her. But she was hugging too tight and he knew she had to feel his hardness.

"Welcome home Princess" he said into her ear.

"Thank you daddy. I've missed you guys" she giggled.

"I'm gonna cook your favorite dinner tonight" he said.

She pulled back and looked excitedly into his face. "Your world famous chilli and pasta?" Adam nodded. She squealed in joy. "I haven't gotten a good one of those since I left home!" He watched those round ass cheeks bounce down the hall as she headed for the stairs. He would have given anything just to be able to touch them. Shaking his head, he tried to clear his thoughts.

Things turned worse for Adam as the day went on. On his way back in the house with her bags he caught a glimpse of her in the back yard through the back french doors. She was wearing a bikini that barely covered her nipples and sitting in the hot tub. He wished she'd fall out of her top so he could see those perky breasts in full. Quickly he had to snap back to reality and carry her bags upstairs. After dropping them on her bed he came back down to the kitchen to start dinner. Looking through the kitchen window he spied a really, really big surprise. The bottoms of her bikini were laying beside the hot tub, and her face was contorted. Clearly she had figured out that if you sit just right, the jets could get you off. He could hear her orgasm all the way in the kitchen. He was rock hard. She sat back and relaxed. Oh, if only he could go out there and help her have another one of those beautiful orgasms. He wanted to feel her cum all over him.

No, that was wrong. And he knew it. Why was he thinking such bad things? Stop it, stop it, stop it he told himself. Trying hard to busy himself in the kitchen, he just couldn't get that image out of his mind. The expression on her face, the sound of her voice........ it was too much. He was almost done cooking when she came through the kitchen wrapped in a towel. He could see the straps of her top cutting into those smooth shoulders. Her legs stretched out below the towel. This was beyond not being fair.

"I'm gonna go shower daddy" she said passing by.

"Dinner'll be done in twenty minutes" he replied. She nodded and kept walking. Now he really had to dive into making dinner before he exploded in his pants. That would be hard to explain. And yet it got worse. When she came back down the stairs she was wearing an oversized shirt, and if there was anything under it he sure couldn't tell. Her hair was wrapped up in a towel. He could smell her fresh clean skin. Absolute torture. They sat together at the breakfast bar and ate dinner. It was you're usual pleasantries. How was school, how's work, blah blah blah. All he could think about were those supple tits and firm ass.

After dinner he didn't see her. She went up to her room and disappeared for the evening. He tried to relax and watch TV, but it was no use. He ended up spending most of his time pacing around and fiddling with things. His mind was racing with thoughts and images of her naked body. The long and torturous afternoon finally ended. Gratefully he started upstairs to shower. He needed a cold one, but he hated cold showers with a passion. His usual hot, steamy one would have to do. Ironically he was unable to work things out on his own. Adam wanted the real thing, not some fantasy. A couple of times he paused, thinking he heard something moving in his bedroom. After listening for a few seconds, and hearing nothing more, he resumed his shower.

Stepping out and into the steamy bathroom, he wiped a spot on the mirror so he could look at himself. "This is wrong. Get it out of your head" he told himself. Shaking his head, he grabbed a towel and wrapped it around his waist. One last glance at the refogging mirror, he shook his head again and opened the bathroom door. What he saw made his heart stop and his cock harden.

Laying on his bead, naked, was Candy. Her back propped up against some pillows and the head board. Her legs spread out, and her fingers playing with her clit. Adam's jaw dropped. 

"W-w-what are you doing?" he stammered.

She gave a dreamy grin and replied, "Waiting for you daddy. I know you saw me in the hot tub. I know you've wanted me all day. I've dreamed of this moment since the day I met you."

Adam didn't know what to say. He was frozen in place. Unable to move or speak. She rolled over and crawled slowly to the side of the bed he stood on and stopped.

"I used to sneak into your closet at night, and watch you fuck mommy. I'd play with myself, coming with you and her. Wishing it were me instead of her. Even then I wanted to feel your cock inside me, feel your tongue on my pussy. And now I know you want it too. I can't wait another day. It has to be now or never." Her eyes looked up into his.

"And if I told you no?" he asked weakly.

"Oh, daddy. You've never been able to say no to your little Princess. I've always gotten what I want" she said.

He slowly nodded, knowing she was right. Thank God her mother was out of town. He closed the distance between them, his towel falling to the floor. His mind kept saying how wrong it was, and not to touch her. But his body wasn't listening. His erection was now less than an inch from her beautiful lips. Her eyes focused on it and a smile crossed her lips. Leaning over the edge of the bed, she began to lick his head. Her tongue massaging and teasing until he was rock hard.

Adam let out a hungry sigh, grabbed the back of her head, and plunged his cock deep into her mouth. "No, no. Don't move. Let daddy fuck that sweet mouth" he said. He began to thrust, feeling his cock slam into the back of her throat. Watching it disappear into that tiny mouth of hers, feeling her suction on it. Her tongue circling his dick and moans escaping. He felt some pre-cum ooze out. "You like that baby? You like the taste of my cum?" he growled at her, hunger burning in his eyes.

"Mmmmmm." She tried to nod, but couldn't. He was gripping her too tight, and pounding too fast. Candy closed her eyes and savored his taste. The feel of her warm mouth was almost too much. Suddenly he jerked her head back and his cock popped out. Her tongue strained to reach it, but he held it just out of her reach.

"Lay down Princess" he commanded. She leaned back and lay down, her legs parted just slightly. Already he could see her wetness on her clean shaven and swollen pussy. He ran his finger nails down her stomach and thighs, pausing for a second and spreading her legs wide open. A groan rumbled deep in side him. He needed to taste her sweet nectar. Lust over took him and he plunged his head between her legs. Running his tongue up the length of her slit, he felt her shudder with pleasure. Now it was his turn to lick and tease. 

His tongue made slow circles around her clit. "Ohhhh, daddy! Faster! I need more" she moaned. He picked up speed and began to suck on her clit. Candy's hips began to gyrate against his mouth, pressing harder into his face. She did taste like honey, and smelled even better. He began to hum, causing his tongue to vibrate as it entered her soaking wet hole. She needed to cum before he would enter her, just to make sure she was well lubricated. And, of course, he wanted to taste her cum. Her legs wrapped around his shoulders as she neared climax. Adam worked faster and faster, plunging his tongue in and out of her. Her back arched off the bed as she exploded. The flood of her cum tasted wonderful in his mouth. He licked and sucked up every drop that gushed out.


He raised his head to look up at her. Candy's legs were shaking and she was breathing hard. He slipped a finger into her. "Ahhh, feel how wet you are. My slutty little Princess. Did you like that?" he asked.

She could only moan in response. So he roughly shoved another finger in. "I said did you like it? Tell daddy" he demanded.

"Y-yes, yes daddy. You felt so good..." she whispered breathily. 

"Do you want daddy's cock in you? Does his Princess want him in her tight little pussy?" he asked. Desperately she squirmed and told him yes, begging him to enter her. "That's a good girl. Daddy's good girl" he said. He crawled on top of her and shoved his tongue into her mouth, forcing her to taste herself on his lips. She was moaning loudly now, kissing back with a burning hunger.

He positioned his big hard cock at the entrance of her pussy. His hand moved over her breast, squeezing and caressing it. Feeling her nipple harden at his touch. His lips left hers as he bent down to take her other pretty pink nipple in his mouth. She was squirming and trying to slide his cock in. "Oh daddy! Please! I need it! Give it to me!"

Unable to restrain himself anymore, he began to slide into her. Slick with her juices, if he wasn't careful he'd thrust all the way in at once. This was far too good to rush. He pushed the head in, then just a little more, pull out a bit, then push in even more.... He kept up this pattern until his cock was shoved all the way in up to his balls. Adam sat up to watch her expressions as he fucked her. Candy's hips met his every thrust. They picked up speed, slamming his rock hard cock in and out of that soaking wet pussy. He watched her tits jiggle up and down. Her hands reaching up to play with her own nipples now, rolling her own breast in her hands.

He felt his balls tightening, ready to release his seed into her. He also felt her tighten even more around him, reaching for her own climax. Her moans had reached fever pitch, begging her daddy to make her cum. Candy exploded, her body quaking from the orgasm, and her juices running down his cock, soaking it. He was ready to cum, so he pulled out just in time. Shots of cum landed on her smooth stomach with every jerk of his cock. When the last of it was spent, he lay next to her, holding her tight. They lay there together, catching their breaths. A soft kiss on her cheek and he promised her more fun later. 



Oh, Daddy



Author's Note: Over the years, I've had several requests from faithful readers for an incest story. After responding many times that this really isn't my cup of tea, I decided it could provide an interesting challenge, so I present my first (and only?) attempt at the genre... 

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I had been looking forward to this for the past few weeks. My mom was heading out of town for an annual conference, and instead of tagging along like we had for the past few years, my dad and I were going to enjoy the weekend at home. Don't get me wrong, nothing against my mom, but my dad and I always had fun when it was just the two of us. He had already told me that we'd do whatever I wanted, so I had a full list of things I was hoping to do, places I was going to ask him to take me.

My mom left Friday morning, and the weekend of fun started Friday after school, when my dad took me to my favorite Mexican place for dinner, the photography exhibit at the museum, and then home to a pile of movies he'd rented from the video store. Even though this was my senior year, and I had just recently turned 18, it was just like old times, just like when we used to hang out when I was a little kid. As uncool as it sounds, my dad was still, like, my best friend.

We got settled on the couch, and he presented me with the batch of movies he'd picked out. I smiled as I looked through them - they were all 'chick flicks', romantic comedies that I knew he wouldn't have picked out except for my benefit. 

"Oh, daddy, thanks! I know you don't really want to watch any of these, but how about this one," I grinned, showing him one with some teen heartthrob on the cover.

"Sure, honey, whatever you want, it's up to you this weekend!"

I loaded the video, kicked off my shoes, and joined my dad on the couch again, curling up next to him as the previews started. As the movie started, some cliche romantic comedy about a cute guy and a vulnerable girl everyone knew would get together in the end, I couldn't help but think how comfortable I still was hanging out with my dad. Even though I'd had a couple of boyfriends, and even fooled around a little more than my dad would probably want to know, part of me was still that little girl who hoped she would find someone as good as her dad someday.

I had my head on his lap by the time the movie reached its midpoint, a sexy scene where the main characters made out before their cliche breakup that set up their cliche reunion that would end the movie. Only problem was, this sexy scene was a little more sexy than I was expecting, and I actually found myself getting a little turned on. I had gotten used to that tingly sensation between my legs when I talked to a cute guy, or fantasized about said cute guy before falling asleep at night, but not when I was around my dad!

I suddenly shifted my position on the couch, trying to diffuse my awkwardness. I sat up, leaned against him, and ended up putting my hand on his thigh. He put his arm around me, as he'd done so many times before, with harmless affection, but now it made me even more aware of how awkward I felt at that moment. That awkwardness grew exponentially when I became aware of the hardness growing in his lap.

I wasn't experienced by any means, but I knew enough to know what was happening. My dad was reacting, just like I was, to the movie. Oh well, it would be over soon enough. But I couldn't help but be fascinated. I knew it was wrong for me to have such thoughts, but all I could think about was the fact that my dad was getting an erection. And it didn't go away, even as the movie progressed I to one of those cheesy scenes I knew he hated.

I caught myself stealing glances, confirming with my eyes what I could already tell through the touch of my hand: that his jeans were straining as his erection grew. Before I realized what I was doing, my hand slid higher on his thigh, overwhelmed by curiosity. 

"It's OK, honey, if you want to touch it," he whispered, and although his voice was gentle as always, I jumped. 

I looked up into his eyes, and found them to be as warm and comforting as ever. He wasn't mad, I wasn't in trouble, and so I let my hand continue traveling up his leg until it reached his crotch. I was surprised to feel the warmth between my legs grow hotter as I began to rub my hand back and forth across the hard bulge in his jeans.

I had no idea what I was supposed to do next, and hoped more than anything that he would make some move, either to stop me or to guide me before I did something wrong. Almost as if he could read my mind, he brought his hands to his waist and unbuttoned, then unzipped his pants. I backed away and watched as he reached into his pants and pulled out his long, hard, erect penis.

I gasped when I saw it, and he chuckled at my reaction. I knew from health class that they grew when men were aroused, but I had no idea they grew so much, and got so straight and hard! I had seen my dad's penis a few times over the years, like in those awkward moments when I'd catch him coming out of the shower. I'm sure it was no more than three inches, and all soft and flabby looking. I always wondered what the appeal was. But now it was at least twice that long, and standing up straight and tall from his crotch.

"Oh, my god, daddy. What am I supposed to do with it?"

"Just take it in your hands, and rub up and down."

I did as I was told, as I usually did when he gave me instructions. I had no idea if I was doing anything right, but then he sighed and leaned back into the couch.

"Now, take it into your mouth."

"What?"

"It's OK, sweetie, really. Just start by kissing it, licking it, and then when you're ready, suck a little bit of it into your mouth."

I leaned down to try what he suggested, and giggled - as I always did when I was nervous - when the tip of it quivered as I kissed it. But what I felt next I can hardly describe. While I was focused on the tip of his penis, I hadn't noticed as my dad had reached his hand down and was now, suddenly, creeping up my skirt. Before I knew what was happening, he had reached his hand into my panties, and was gently rubbing against me.

I was shocked at how good it felt, and sighed with pleasure as I tried taking more of his penis into my mouth. I had experienced guys feeling me up before, but it had never felt particularly good. Now I realized they must not have known what they were doing. This felt absolutely amazing!

It was now that the reality of what was happening hit me. This was my dad, which meant we weren't supposed to be doing this! I felt a pang of shame as that thought crashed into the feelings of pleasure that were moving through my body. Was it wrong to be enjoying this? Was he wrong to be doing what he was doing? I had always trusted my dad completely, and it's not like he was forcing me to do something I didn't want to do. It was just as I was worrying about this that I heard his voice whispering in my ear, that warm comforting voice that always put me at ease.

"It's OK, honey, don't worry."

I never did know how he could read my mind like that, but he'd been doing it my whole life. Just then, I felt one of his fingers slip inside of me, and I was overwhelmed with another rush of new sensations. I writhed under his touch, eager to repay his efforts with my own attentions on his penis, but not sure what to do but to try to swallow even more of him. I must have guessed right, as he moaned and quickened the rhythm of his finger inside of me.

Just as I was beginning to expect the rhythm of his touch, he whispered into my ear again.

"You're awfully good at this, sweetie, are you sure you're not more experienced than you'd like me to believe?"

"Daddy, don't be silly!"

"Good, because you know what the punishment would be, don't you? Mr. Tickle might have to come out of retirement!!"

My body stiffened at even the mention of the dreaded Mr. Tickle. My dad had always been able to reduce me to a weakened, giggling version of myself after just a few moments of skillful tickling. Tickling was like my kryptonite. It had been at least a few years since the last appearance of the tickle monster, but the memories were vivid.

I started to giggle in anticipation even before his fingers reached my ribs, and as we wrestled around on the couch, it was just like old times again - except when he touched my breasts, squeezing briefly before returning to innocent tickling. I was laughing to the point of tears before he finally stopped, and came to rest on top of me. Pinned beneath him, I helplessly but eagerly awaited his next move.

"Do you trust me, honey?"

"Of course, daddy."

He reached down and pushed my skirt up around my waist, then pulled my panties down to my knees. His fingers began to touch me again, and once again the amazing new sensations rushed through my body. 

"You're very wet, honey. Are you ready for me?"

I only half understood what he meant, but I tried to nod calmly. He stopped touching me and I could feel that his hand was now working to remove his own jeans and boxers. I then felt something new pressing against my warm, wet pussy. I had to look down to believe what it was, and I watched as he slowly rubbed the tip of his penis against me.

"Relax, honey. Once you relax, it will just happen."

I did my best to relax the very muscles that we're clenching with excitement and desire as he continued to rock his hips back and forth. Before I realized what I was doing, I started moving my hips in a rhythm to complement his. After a few minutes of this, I felt him enter me with a sudden jolt of pain. I looked down to realize that it was only a few inches that was inside of me, with at least four more inches to go. The pain was excruciating, and yet my hips continued their rhythm.

I did my best to follow his direction to relax, and as I did, I looked up into his eyes to see an expression I'd never seen before. I was still feeling more pain than pleasure as he began to move harder and faster, and just when I thought I couldn't bear it anymore, he pulled out of me, shoved my shirt up, and I watched in awe as a long stream of thick white goo shot out of the end of his penis and landed, hot and sticky, all over my belly.

"Stay there, honey, I'll clean you up."

That night, after he tucked me into my bed with his usual peck on the cheek, my mind raced and my body continued to tingle with new sensations. I was still confused about whether we should have done what we did, but that thought was quickly overwhelmed by my trust and love for my dad. Honestly, I just felt closer to him than I ever had before.

The next morning was surprisingly normal, as we handled some chores around the house, did some shopping, and then my dad followed through on his promise to do whatever I wanted that weekend. For that afternoon, it meant a trip to the mall and then taking the dog for a walk at my favorite park and then getting ice cream. By the time we got home that Saturday evening, it was almost as if our intimate encounter from the night before never happened. But of course it had.

"I'm going to take a shower, daddy," I hollered through the house to him as he put groceries away in the kitchen.

"OK, sweetie!"

I let the water run over me for an especially long time, my skin still overly sensitive, still marveling at the fact that I was no longer a virgin, and especially at the fact that it had been with my dad. I was completely in the clouds, lost in my own thoughts, as I got out of the shower. I wrapped my hair in a towel and walked back to my room, where I was surprised to see him waiting for me, sitting on the edge of the bed, naked.

"Daddy?"

I looked at his body in a different way than I ever had before. He was still my dad, of course, but I also now compared him to other guys I'd seen and fantasized about. He was actually just about the age that I often found myself attracted to - just shy of 40 - although I never would have admitted that until now.

"You know, honey, you really do have an amazing body."

I blushed and looked away from him, but then quickly looked back. "Really?"

"Oh, yeah. Perfect, perky tits, a tight little ass, and of course a beautiful face. You get that last part from my side of the family, of course."

I laughed and reached for my bra, which I had tossed the bed.

"Not so fast, honey. Come here, I owe you something."

He climbed to the center of the bed, and I joined him, resting on my knees next to him as he lay on his back with his head on my pillows.

"Have you ever had an orgasm?"

"Um.... I don't think so?"

"If you're not sure, then you haven't. You let me cum last night, now I'd like nothing more than to show you your first real pleasure."

I was immediately nervous, slightly intimidated, but mostly excited, and couldn't manage to say anything, so just nodded.

"I want you to climb on top of me, like this, yes, that's right, straddle my legs."

He guided me to climb on top of him so that I was facing him, and then guided my hands to his penis, which was about half erect.

"Now, honey, I want you to make my cock hard, and once you're ready, climb on and ride until you cum."

I blushed hotly at this language, which I understood, but certainly had never used, and never in a million years thought I'd hear from my dad. But the excitement was too much for me to even think of hesitating, and I took his cock into my hands. I quickly realized that I could use one hand on the shaft and the other hand on his balls, and once I began this rhythm, he grew hard very quickly.

"Good girl. Now, start rubbing it against your pussy, just like I taught you last night. When you're ready for me, your body will let me in."

I eagerly did as I was told, remembering how good that first part had felt last night, even though I was still sore. It didn't take as long for me to relax this time around, especially as he grabbed hold of my breasts and began massaging them as I slowly lowered myself down onto him.

"Good girl, now you can ride me."

I let myself adjust to the incredible feeling of fullness, and then gradually began moving up and down. Unlike the night before, when the pain never disappeared, now I found it quickly replaced with new waves of pleasure, once again unlike anything I had ever experienced. Before I could stop myself, I was moaning with pleasure.

"Wait, honey, slow down, it can get even better."

He took my hand and guided me to touch myself on my clit as I continued to ride him, and I realized he was right: this was even a higher level of sensation. I started bouncing up and down on him with abandon now, so fast that he had to let go of my breasts, and they now bounced up and down with me. I could hardly believe the incredible feelings that raced through every inch of my body for what seemed like several minutes, before I finally collapsed down to the bed next to him.

"Wow..."

My dad chuckled as that was the only word I could get out, several times in a row.

"So, this will be our little secret, don't you think?"

"Um, you think? Yeah, daddy. Totally. Oh, and by the way, thank you."

"Right back at you, honey."

He didn't need to say anything about this being a secret. That seemed obvious. I couldn't exactly tell any of my friends. And I'm pretty sure mom wouldn't approve. All I knew was, I was already looking forward to her next trip out of town.



Oh Daddy Pt. 01



All persons in this story are above the age of 21 and as always, this story is based in fantasy only.

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I took a few weeks off of work to visit my folks. My father had passed away almost 10 years ago and my mother remarried a great guy about 6 years ago and I hadn't been home since the wedding. After some nudging on her part I finally decided to make the trek back home to spend some quality time. I work way too much she always says. Which is true, I'm married to my job but I do make time to go out and hit the clubs on the weekend and have a hook up or two. With just work, clubbing and booty calls, I felt I needed a change of pace too, at least for a little while.

I had the house to myself for a few hours. "What to do with all this free time?" I wondered. It's been a few days since I've cum, I thought, as I started to rub my dick through my basketball shorts.

It was the middle of the day and everyone was at work. I got up, grabbed my macbook and headed to the couch. I stripped off my shirt and powered up my machine. "Porn it is!" I spoke out loud to myself.

I love the risque feeling of stripping down and beating off on the couch, there was always a chance someone could catch me with my hand around my cock beating off, or catching me at the end just as I was shooting my load. The thought made my dick stiffen in response.

I opened up my favorite porn site and quickly found a video that seemed interesting enough. The sounds of moaning echoed in the living room as I pulled my dick and balls free from my shorts. My nuts sitting on the elastic band. I start rubbing my fingertips along the head of my cock, rubbing the precum into the underside. "Fuck that feels good", I let out a low moan.

I yanked my shorts completely off then sat back, enjoying the feeling of being naked. My skin tingling and my nipples hard. Wrapping my fingers tightly around my shaft, I start slowly working my cock over while reaching my other hand to my balls, lightly tugging on them as I jerked off to the fucking on my screen.

I was so engrossed with the porn video and jerking off, that I didn't even hear the front door open or anyone walk in for that matter.

My stepdad stopped in his tracks right outside of the living room when he saw me beating off and watching porn. 

I sensed his presence before I saw him out of the corner of my eye. I didn't want to give the impression that I noticed him, so I continued to work my thick dick over. My cock was throbbing and felt so fucking hard, knowing he was watching me. I closed my eyes and laid back on the couch. The ball was in his court. He was a good looking guy and something about calling him daddy while I sucked his cock turned me on. I was starting to wonder if he was still there, if maybe his dick was hard while he watched me.

I slowly opened my eyes to see if he was still there. He had his cock in his hand, his eyes transfixed on my cock and licking his lips.

Inhaling deeply, I finally spoke, "my cock's so hard daddy, can I put it in your mouth?" I've never called him daddy before, but I wanted him to be my daddy right now and I wanted daddy sucking on my cock.

Without a word, he walked over and sank to his knees. "Not a word to anyone about this son" he commanded right before he lowered his mouth to my cock. "Oh daddy, that's it. Suck my cock daddy" I moaned out to him. The sound of him slobbering all over my cock filled the room, the porn clip had long since stopped playing. I started moaning louder as he forced every inch of my cock down his throat, "take that cock daddy, fuck my cock with your mouth". My balls started to tighten, I was gonna shoot my load any second. "Fuucck, swallow my cum daddy" I yelled out as the semen from my nuts spurted into his hungry mouth.

After swallowing my cum he finally spoke, "now, are you going to be a good boy and make daddy feel good?" he asked.

"Yes sir" I promptly responded...

Needless to say, I'm glad I came back to town to visit my folks for a few weeks.

To be continued.