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Rachel's Daddy

By: Bluewolfhead



Overwhelmed, Rachel closed her ancient civilizations history book and decided she was finished with studying for the evening. She was tired and sore. She could feel her neck muscles twist into knots and was glad no one else was around. 

Rachel still felt like a guest in her daddy's home after living there for only few months. Her daddy had let move in with his family and, even though the estate was large, share Anna's room while Rachel attended the local college to save money. Surprisingly, everyone was nice to her. The twin boys, who were only a year younger, were friendly and when she wasn't drunk, her step mother was fun and talkative. Rachel got along with everybody except her Anna, her half-sister.  

Rachel and Anna had always battled for their father's attention but Rachel lived three states away with her mother. With their birthdates only days apart, the sisters fought endlessly. Nothing had changed since they were babies. 

Their daddy had knocked up his wife and secretary at the same time. After the divorce, Rachel's mother ceased all but the most essential contact with her ex and moved away. For Rachel, her daddy was more of a fairy tale character than a real person, never seen and vaguely spoken of except late at night. So, when her daddy suggested she move in to his house so he could help with college, Rachel was excited. 

Rachel looked at the clock and hurried because she was going to be late to meet her daddy. Quickly, she took a hot shower, slipped into her new panties, put on some lipstick and tried to find something nice to wear. 

She didn't like anything in the closet she shared with Anna. She thought about the new dress Anna received for her birthday and pulled it out. The short, silky print dress had buttons down the front and hugged the torso. The fabric was thin and the skirt flared outward so that it would emphasize her long legs. It was a perfect for tonight.

Rachel knew Anna would be furious if Rachel wore the dress but, then again, Anna wasn't home. Rachel smiled and thought to herself, "Let her get mad, the dress should have been mine."

Rachel had wanted the dress first but, Anna talked their daddy into buying it for herself while Rachel was still in the dressing room. Rachel thought to herself, "Fuck you, Anna."

Anyway, the flirty dress fit Rachel better than it fit Anna because Rachel had a larger bust line and a pert ass.  Looking in the mirror, Rachel knew her exposed thighs and cleavage, restrained only by dress's flimsy buttons, made the dress look sexy. Rachel knew it would get her daddy's attention. She was late, but she wanted to look special tonight because her daddy was going away on business for a month.

Then, Rachel slipped out the back door of the empty house and carefully headed into the dark backyard. Excited, she knew her father was waiting in the pool house for her, alone.

Deep into her freshman year at college, Rachel had been getting knots in her shoulders and neck from the pressure of the tests and studying. She started to get migraines from all of the pressure. She was in so much pain that she thought about quitting school and going back home but her daddy talked her out of it. 

He said he knew what to do and started, privately, to give her massages after her studies. Miraculously, with the first massage, he worked the tension out of her muscles and she was able to relax. She found she was doing much better in school and she got to spend time alone with her daddy, away from Anna.

For the past two months, her daddy had been giving her massages every Monday, Wednesday and Friday night while her step-mother was teaching adult education classes downtown. While her step-mother was at work and the rest of the family was out, he had put a new massage table in the pool house and said not to tell anyone. He said he was taking an online massage therapist course to be able to help Rachel but he didn't want to become the family masseuse. It was their secret.

Always leaving early for their evening trysts under false pretenses, he parked on a quiet side street and covertly returned via the back alley and a forgotten gate. The rest of the family was unaware of their private meetings in the pool house.

The pool house was a brick, one room structure facing the swimming pool. It was hidden from the main house by a small hill and some evergreen trees. The pool was no longer heated and was now covered in black plastic. During the hot summer days, the pool house was a place to get out of the sun or pour tropical drinks for friends but now, during late autumn, it had been closed for the season, forgotten.  No one came out here now, not even the gardeners. It was a perfect place for secrets. 

The secluded walkway wasn't lit, so she carefully chose each footstep by moonlight while thinking about her daddy. He had been paying a lot attention to her lately but he was leaving for a month. She was going to miss him because they seemed to be getting so much closer, maybe too close. 

During her massages, a lot of boundaries had been crossed. He was touching her in places that he shouldn't and telling her things that weren't appropriate. Even in the busy household, her daddy had taken a lot of liberties with her. Sometimes, he would open the bathroom door when she was taking a shower and talk to her, talk a long time. Rachel knew her body was exposed through the shower door.

Other times, he would slip his hand over breast or ass when no one else was looking and squeeze. His hand would linger until she brushed him away. When she scolded him, her daddy just laughed. Rachel knew she should have said something to her mother but secretly, she liked his attention. Her daddy knew it too because she stopped objecting as much.

Her daddy's massages had turned from clinical operations to sultry affairs that stirred his lust and her carnal desires. Deep inside, she knew these meetings were wrong; however she didn't want them to stop.

The years of being ignored or even worse, forgotten, by her daddy had blurred the lines of their relationship. She wanted him to want her. Once disregarded but now pursued by her daddy, she was ecstatic by her new status and their secret time alone. Emotionally abandoned in her childhood, she searched for any semblance of affection and immersed herself in it when she found it 

Cautiously opening the cabana door, she scanned the yard to see if anyone was looking before she slipped inside the dark room. When Rachel entered the cabana, it took a moment for her blue eyes to adjust. Her daddy, standing by the massage table, gave her a big warm smile and handed her a glass of zinfandel. She took a big gulp. Acting enchanted, her daddy stated, "Rachel, you look beautiful. I've been waiting a long time for you, but after seeing you, it was worth it."

Rachel glanced down, embarrassed by his intensity, but she was happy to hear her daddy's praise. She could feel her nipples harden under his gaze. The room was dark and sensual with soft piano music playing. Nervously sipping the wine, she stood in front of her daddy in her little dress and let him look her over. Her daddy smiled at her, a big smile and teased her, "Should you be wearing that dress, baby? Did Anna say it was okay?"

Rachel ignored his question and replied, "Do you like it on me?"

"I love it on you, baby. Frankly, you look so good in that dress that I...that I wouldn't let you out on a date wearing it."

Rachel blushed but her daddy's compliment warmed her. While she stood by the doorway, her daddy walked around her, circled her, leering down at her. Rachel was nervous. He got so close that she could smell his woody cologne and feel his hot breath on her neck. Behind her, the lock on the door clicked shut. Her heart sped up. They were very alone. 

As he circled around her, he said, "Tonight is our last massage for a while. I'm going to miss them while I'm gone. But, do you know what I am really going to miss? I'll really miss being alone with you, baby."

"I'm going to miss you too, daddy"

From behind her, her daddy leaned forward and whispered, "Baby, you look so sexy tonight. I love how this dress fits you, hugs you. I'm going to remember how it barely holds your breasts and the way I can see your nipples begging for attention. When I am alone at night while I am away, I am going to have dreams about you in that dress. I'll think about you often while I am gone. You excite me."

Her daddy hadn't ever expressed his arousal for her in such a direct manner.  Rachel blushed at her daddy's words as he walked over to the massage table in the middle of the room and pulled the sheet back. He asked in a suggestive way, "Rachel, are you ready? 

The words automatically fell from her lips, "Yes." 

"Good. Then take off your clothes." 

Rachel hesitated, waiting for her daddy to turn around. When he didn't move, Rachel asked, "Aren't you going to turn around?"

"Not tonight, baby. While I am gone, I want to be able to remember everything about you and about tonight. Stand right there and get undressed for me."

Rachel wasn't sure if she was ready for this. She felt his hunger so she took a deep breath, put down the wine and started to undress. She looked up into her daddy's eyes but he was already staring down at her body as she released the first button. Rachel knew she should have been used to her daddy ogling her by now but tonight felt different.

In the beginning, Rachel, shy and nervous, had wanted to stay dressed during her massages. Her body had changed a lot in the past few years and she still wasn't comfortable being naked in front of her daddy. Yet, her daddy had insisted, "That is ridiculous. No one gets a massage with their clothes on."

It took a week for Rachel to feel comfortable enough to remove everything but her underwear, yet it wasn't enough for him. He was relentless with her, "The course requires that my subject be undressed, naked. If you're not going to undress, I will need to find another subject. Maybe, Anna would like a massage. She has always been more cooperative than you."

Rachel bristled at the mention of her step sister, Anna. Rachel understood her daddy's veiled threat and didn't want him to spend any additional time with Anna. Rachel and Anna were like two feral cats on a fence, each stubborn half-sister spat, hissed and fought for each inch of ground.

By the second week of massages, with considerable urging from her daddy and a glass of wine, Rachel got naked only if her daddy turned around. But he never fulfilled his side of the bargain. Before she could slide under the sheet, he always turned around. When he caught her naked crossing the room, he didn't even try to avert his eyes. She could feel her father staring at her body while she slipped under the sheet. 

Maybe she should have been mad or maybe she should have been embarrassed but instead she was proud when her daddy looked at her so wantonly. He never looked at Anna this way. But what really embarrassed her was how hard her nipples had become under his lusty gaze. She knew she was playing with fire.

Today, Rachel started to turnaround but her daddy stopped her, "Don't turnaround. I don't want to miss anything. Rachel knew she shouldn't but she complied with his request.

Rachel slowly unbuttoned the sexy dress while trying to keep herself covered. The swell of her breasts was exposed as she released the first few buttons.  Rachel was only wearing panties underneath the dress so she was quickly showing lots of creamy skin. 

Soon, the deep valley between her breasts and her flat stomach was bare. Her daddy's eyes sparkled each time another button was undone and little more of her flesh was shown. She tried to keep her breasts covered with the dress but knew her daddy was catching glimpses of her pink nipples. 

"Baby, you have such beautiful skin. Creamy and smooth. I think the massage oil has been good for you. But baby, I really like those hard pink buttons of yours." 

He seemed to pant like a dog. When the final button was released, she thought she was being foolish trying to hide any more since her daddy had already seen her naked, although fleetingly. 

She decided to be brave and give her daddy what he wanted. She stood up, back straight with arms at her side and let the dress fall open to show her body. As if in a movie, she pulled her shoulders back and the dress fell to the floor around her feet. Rachel held her breath and stood proudly in front of her daddy in only her panties. 

"Damn baby, those pink buttons look so sweet on top of your juicy breasts. Any boyfriend of yours is going to be lucky."

Her daddy's eyes grew dark and hungry looking down at her. She could feel her daddy's eyes caress her young body. Exploring each hollow.  The look of lust on his face scared her but it also excited her. She felt wanted. Her breathing quickened. Slapped with the intensity of his desire, she quickly covered her breasts with her arms.

"You have become such an attractive woman, a work of art. I'm so lucky."

She turned around, removed her panties and slipped under the sheet he held for her. Her daddy took one last look at her naked body before he covered her with sheet. Without another word, her daddy moved to the head of the table and oiled up his hands, warming it. He started working on her shoulders and neck. As if he found a hidden switch, Rachel felt all of her muscles relax and her breathing slowed down. The moment had passed without incident. Everything was alright.

"Just relax. I'll take care of you."

The relaxing atmosphere drew Rachel deep into a trance while her daddy's hands worked magic on loosening the knots in her lower back and neck until finally, after fifteen minutes of work, she closed her eyes. 

The small room was darkened by the tightly closed blackout curtains so no one could see them. Only the soft orange glow from two overhead lights on each side of the massage table illuminated the room. The warm air smelled like jasmine.  Rachel's nerves were calmed while her father soothed her muscle's aches. 

Rachel was almost asleep when her daddy's oily hands slipped under the sheet. His hands slipped down the spinal furrow of her bare back and spread out over her ass cheeks. She always felt so small in his large hands. Gently but firmly, he squeezed her ripe, round ass. Rachel was not surprised because he had done this before during their massages. 

Each previous time, his hands spent a little longer under the sheets, caressing her and touching her where he shouldn't. She was tired of trying to curb his advances. This time, she didn't try to stop his hands fondling her but playfully warned him, "Daddy, you're not supposed to do that."

Her daddy stood at the head of the massage table and continued to massage Rachel but asked, "Haven't we talked about this before? Doesn't it feel good, baby?"

"Yes daddy, it feels great but should you be touching me like that?"

"Don't worry. This massage technique requires lots of physical contact. I will take care of you. "

She knew her daddy's exploration was inappropriate but her words escaped her lips before she could resist, "Okay, daddy."

Her daddy handed her another glass of wine and told her to drink some more to relax. Rachel, hiding her breasts while she drank, did as she was told and settled in for the rest of the massage.

Her daddy's touch felt good but Rachel still felt uncomfortable. He seemed to have a careless, often reckless disregard for the consequences of his actions. Yet, she always looked forward to her father's massages and found herself so relaxed; she was falling asleep during their sessions. 

But today was different because her daddy's hands on her ass made her feel strange, almost aroused. He had been hitting on her for so long that it no longer felt wrong.  Rachel tried to ignore the feelings her daddy had ignited and lowered her face into the massage table's oval cutout while her daddy massaged her shoulders. She didn't want to think about it.

Repeatedly, her daddy ran his hands down her back, to her narrow waist and under the sheets until he held her ass in both hands. Each time he slid his hands down her body, the sheet slipped farther down her back. While under the sheets, he squeezed and fondled each cheek with passion; he was touching her like a lover. 

She could feel the heat generating in her hips from all of his work. His hands probed the muscles in each cheek and then traveled back up her side until he returned to her shoulders.  Along the way, his fingers would press into the side of her breasts. 

Intoxicated by the kneading and stretching with the help of some wine, her mind wandered. She was lucky that her daddy was spending his last night with her instead of her half-sister. Maybe Anna wasn't the favorite. Maybe it was Rachel considering that she was the one alone with her daddy three times a week. 

Rachel was so relaxed; she drifted away with her daddy's hands squeezing her ass. Now, the sheet exposed the first hint of the furrow of her ass. She had to admit that she felt very good.

Her daddy whispered while he continued massaging her, "Rachel, I noticed you have become a woman, such a beautiful woman. I wish we had lived closer and I could have seen more of you. Maybe we can make up for it. You look like a movie star, slender with beautiful blond hair. You are so sexy. I love your long, shapely legs. Exquisite."

"Thank you, daddy. I never knew you liked my legs that much."

"Yes, I do. I love the way your legs look in that little plaid mini skirt that you always wear. Long and lean. Your legs are like the gateway to heaven. You will make any man happy in bed. You make me forget that I'm your dad. I am going to miss your legs while I'm gone."

"Daddy, you shouldn't say that."

He continued. "Just relax, baby. Anybody as beautiful as you should be used to being lusted after. It is going to happen for the rest of your life. Don't complain because it will take the magic out of it."

Rachel was aware of her father's overt sexual comment but surprisingly, she wasn't offended. Rather, she enjoyed his extra attention, knowing he would be thinking of her when he was gone. Rachel glowed at her daddy's compliments and closed her eyes. 

While her daddy still stood at the top of the table, Rachel concentrated on how his hands felt touching her body and noticed he was paying more attention to her breasts. His fingers pressed along the curve where her breasts met her ribcage. He kept tracing the curves of her breasts with his finger tips. 

Her daddy seemed attracted to her breasts tonight and remembered that she had caught him starring down her blouse a few times when Anna wasn't looking.  With perverse pride, Rachel relished the fact that she was a C cup while Anna was only an A cup. She took a secret delight knowing her daddy liked her breasts better than her half-sister's.

Normally during her massage, her daddy kept her body covered with the sheet when he wasn't massaging it, but this time was different. She noticed the sheet kept slipping lower until her naked ass was exposed. She felt she should say something. Only two other boys had seen her naked ass this well, this close and she never expected her father to be number three. 

"Daddy, the sheet slipped off. Can you cover me?"

"No, baby. How can I see what I'm doing if I am always working with a sheet covering you? Do you turn the lights off on a surgeon? Anna wouldn't make me cover her up."

Rachel cringed when she heard her half-sister's name and said, "No daddy, please continue."

Rachel decided that her daddy was right. He needed to see what he was doing so she didn't object any more. She needed to remember that she wasn't helping him but rather he was helping her.

Here daddy's soothing voice whispered, "Relax while I try something new."


Rachel's Daddy



Rachel rummaged through her closet, trying to find that damned dress. She'd spent the past half hour looking for a tight low-cut dress that she'd bought a few months ago. She had only worn it once and that was for her asshole ex-boyfriend, but now she meant to wear it for Nick. He was coming back and she had to find it.

Her mother had passed away when she was a seventeen and she was left in his care since he was their only family friend. Rachel had no other family to speak of. Her father had never been in the picture and left her mother when she was only three years old. They'd fallen on hard times since then and things were just starting to look up. Nick had been her mother's employer and had helped them to get back on their feet.

Now, at the age of 21, Rachel enjoyed her life with him. He was a wealthy business man and without her mother to nag at her, she had the freedom to do whatever, whenever. She drank, partied late and had all the exclusive clothes and jewelry that made other girls envy her. Life was great...until Nick started getting pissy about everything. At first he only scolded her here and there. She would always dismiss him with a "Yeah, yeah I know."

That used to be enough to shut him up. Rachel wondered why he wasn't out having fun like she was. He was very handsome, well-spoken and a kind man to boot. A good catch in her eyes.

"He should be going out with women and having fun. Not standing there staring at me!" she would think.

One time she even asked him his reasons for staying in so much. He hadn't answered her and walked away instead. It took some time before she found out his true motives for not finding other women.

...two months ago.

Rachel came home late from a club and Nick just wouldn't let her go to her room. She was tired, tipsy and wanted to lie down, but he was strong and snatched her by the arm before she could escape. He pushed her down onto the couch and was about to give her the lecture again. He was quiet for a few minutes and just stared at her with his cobalt blue eyes. She glared at him in anger as his 6 foot frame towered over her. He was pacing back and forth as if contemplating what to say and she was way too tired for this.

She grew impatient and rose from the couch, but he turned to her and ordered, "Sit down Rachel!"

He wasn't loud but he had never spoken to her in that tone of voice before. Her head was pounding and she didn't feel like fighting, so she did as he commanded.

"What's wrong? Why are you upset?" she asked as she slipped the white strap of her dress back onto her shoulder.

The dress was a bit loose and from time to time the straps would slip from her shoulder. Nick's eyes fell to her brown neck and followed her fingers as they repositioned the strap.

"We need to talk Rachel." he said in a calm, yet firm voice.

She grimaced at his words and sighed.

"What about? If this is about me clubbin' and going out, don't you get tired of bugging me?"

"Listen...your grades are going down, you spend all the money you want, you run up my credit cards and I don't even get a decent conversation in return anymore. I'm cutting you off!" 

She couldn't believe what she was hearing. "You're cutting me off? W-what do you mean?"

"Exactly what I just said. Your mom wouldn't like where things are going with you."

"Oh God Nick...can't we talk about this later? I have a headache." she said, annoyed.

"No we're talking about it now. You're so beautiful Rachel and you're wasting your life away."

She smirked at him and released her bun, letting her dark curly hair fall to her broad shoulders.

"Look Nick...I'm young and I'm sure when you were my age you did the same things."

"No, you're wrong. I didn't. I had responsibilities back then and you seem to have no idea what that is."

"You're not really serious about cutting me off are you? I mean this is just a joke...right?"

"No I'm serious. I'm removing you from the will and everything. The paperwork is right here!"

For the second time in her life, Rachel's entire body went cold with fear and uncertainty. The first time had been when her mom died and now that ominous feeling made the hairs on the back of her neck stand up.

"How can you just cut me off? What am I gonna do? Where am I gonna stay?"

"That's your problem and not mine!" he replied coldly.

"But...but...Nick...you're like a father to me. You can't." she said, almost on the verge of crying. "Are you saying you don't want anything to do with me?"

"Well..." and he was quiet while Rachel looked up at him with her glazed, bloodshot eyes. "...we can make a deal."

"Whatever you want ...just please don't do this." she pleaded.

Her lips quivered as she tried to hold back her tears and he sat down next to her.

"Rachel...I want something from you."

"What?" she asked and wiped her tears.

"Are you on the pill?"

"Yes I am."

"Do you have a boyfriend?"

"I did...but we broke up last month."

"Are you sleeping with anyone?"

"No...why?" she frowned, while trying to figure out where this was going.

"I'll give you access to money, credit cards and all the stuff you're used to... if you become mine."

"Yours?" she asked, sounding both upset and a little frightened.

"MINE. No boyfriends, no fuck buddies, I get to have you any way I want, anytime I want. No negotiations." and his fingers trailed up her naked thigh, making her shiver.

"A-are you serious? I-I can't you're like my dad."

"I know that Rach and I do want the best for you...but I've wanted you for a long time. I can't take it anymore. So...that's the deal. Take it or leave it. Either you lose everything now, or you become mine exclusively and keep everything you have... maybe even get a little more."

Rachel's head was swimming. It was the combination of the liquor and his proposal.

"Nick I-I can't. I don't know..." and before she could say another word he pinned her down on the couch and forced his tongue into her mouth.

At first she struggled against his large frame, but slowly she began to accept his kiss and the way his tongue gently explored her mouth. His hand clutched her breast and she moaned as he began to pinch her nipple through the fabric. She couldn't breathe and her heart was thumping in her chest as he held her down. He hiked up her dress and slowly trailed his fingers up her smooth thigh. His tongue was still in her mouth and she was squealing and thrashing against him.

"No...no." she tried to say.

She didn't want him to touch her down there. He shouldn't...he couldn't know that she was getting wet for him. She pressed her thighs together but he forcefully spread them apart and stuck his finger into her wet snatch.

"Rachel...you're so wet." he muffled against her mouth.

"I can't do this...please stop." she whimpered.

"No Rachel...I can't. You want me too. Admit it. You're dripping for me baby. How would you like to ride daddy's cock? Would that get you wetter for me?"

Before she could reply he sat up and pulled her up with him. He held her wrist with one hand and unzipped his fly with the other.

"Come on Rach, ride me." and he pulled his lengthy, thick cock out.

She was too surprised at the sheer size of it to focus on breaking away and just stood there as if in a trance. Nick didn't give her the time to get her head straight. He lifted her and placed her mound over his cock. He slid her thong aside and lowered her pussy onto the large bulbous tip.

"Oh my god. Why are you... ahhh!" she gasped before she could finish.

His cock was stretching out the opening of her pussy and she shivered as he impaled her slowly.

"Damn Rachel, you're so fucking tight. I'll bet you haven't had anyone as big as me... huh sweetheart?"

She twisted on top of him in defiance but he held her hips firmly and pushed her down on top of him. The unexpected pleasure of being filled to the brim made Rachel shiver and she dug her fingernails into his forearms as he guided her on top of him. Her wetness lubricated his shaft well and slowly her center began to open up for him. She had stopped the struggling and he eased his grip on her. He slid the strap of her dress below her shoulders and exposed the rounded breast. The dark tip was stiff and his tongue reached out to flick at it.

"Fuck!" she gasped, as he teased the hard bud.

His mouth enclosed over it and he nipped at it with his teeth. Rachel threw her head back as he suckled her slowly. She knew this was all wrong but it felt more than right. What was wrong with her? She shouldn't be enjoying this. She should be screaming for him to stop. Instead, she was screaming incomprehensible words as he ravaged her.

"You like daddy's fat cock don't you?" he asked as he slammed up inside her wet cunt.

She couldn't answer him and just gasped as he pummeled into her deepest core.

"Your pussy is so sweet baby girl and it's all mine." he rasped.

He began to ram his pelvis into her faster and harder, slamming into her tender walls while she held onto him. She was weak and her body jerked to and fro as he fucked her harder than any man had before. He was sweating bullets but none of that seemed to matter as he pounded into her. All these thoughts were entering her head while all this was going on. 

Could she really go through with this? She'd never had anyone so good. None of her sexual experiences could ever compare to this quick yet pleasurable fuck. Just the thought of having him do all this to her every night got her even wetter. Still she didn't know what to do and was frightened of what would happen next.

Tears sprang into her eyes as he reached the sweet spot which sent jolts of pleasure throughout every nerve in her body. She screamed and arched her back as she suddenly came on top of him. He was still moving inside her but he too was close. He was groaning and gripping the soft flesh of her plump ass as she held onto him tightly for support.

She realized that it was too late to fight it. Her body gave her away and she really did want him. It had all happened so fast, yet she couldn't see herself with another guy right now. She didn't know why she was thinking all this right now. Her mind should have been blank but she was weighing out every option. As he bucked inside her for the last time and released, she made her decision. She would be his until she was able to be on her own.

"It can't be that bad." she thought to herself.

**

Since that time she had grown used to the idea of being his lover. It did take her a while to adjust to everything. Up until that fateful night she had just seen him as her guardian. Now his role in her life had changed dramatically and it may have been for the better. She gave him all the control he desired and she found that she enjoyed it immensely.

Tonight she had to find that dress. She loved the way it fit on her body and she wanted to impress him. He was at work now and would be coming home in an hour. They hadn't had sex in two weeks because he'd been out of town. She found herself craving him, more so than usual. After the deal, they'd fucked almost every night, three times a day when he was off. Now her pussy was throbbing and dripping as she thought of him tasting her, fingering her and ravaging her till he was spent. He was rather the experienced lover and she loved everything he did to her body.

She found the dress finally and tried it on. In the mirror she took a look at her image. Her cappuccino skin contrasted well with the dress and her curves looked absolutely gorgeous. She remembered what Nick said when she began to question him after that night.

Rachel wanted to know when his attraction for her began. For the entire time she'd been with him, there was never a hint to give him away.

"Well a year after your mom died, you began to gain weight. Maybe it was the stress or sadness but your breasts got bigger and so did your thighs...and your butt. I didn't think anything of it at first but I began to like the weight on your body. Those curves would get me hard in zero to three seconds and I just tried to hide it from you."

Those were his exact words.

His explanation made sense. She had gained a lot of weight since her teen years and was now a size 18. To hear that he wanted her so badly was such a turn on. She became even more excited as she imagined him slipping the dress off to lick her tits. She loved when he did that.

All of a sudden she heard the front for slam and knew that he was home. He was early and she hadn't made herself up yet. She could hear his footsteps climbing up the stairs to her room and she took a deep breath. She knew that he was about to rock her world.

"Hey baby." Nick smiled as he entered and closed the door behind him.

"Hey daddy." she said provocatively with a smile.

He walked up to her and put his arms around her as she stood in front of the mirror.

"That dress looks gorgeous on you little lady!"

"Thanks it was supposed to be a surprise...but you walked up on me. I should punish you for that."

"I think it is I who will be doing the punishing!" he sneered and spanked her behind.

"Ooh, missed me that much huh?" she giggled.

"You have no idea! Come downstairs. I got you something."

"You did? Hmmm I want to be happy, but knowing you it might be something out of the ordinary."

He laughed and winked at her before he let her go and exited the room. Rachel straightened the dress over her thigh and followed him down to the living room. In it were a few shopping bags from some designer stores.

"What's all this? You didn't have to..."

"I wanted to Rach."

His prior threat had changed her perspective on things and she was beginning to take responsibility for her actions as well as her spending. It had been a while since she'd bought anything and she honestly wasn't expecting any presents.

"Thank you but I probably don't need any of this."

"No...you do. I recognize a change and I think you deserve it. Plus your birthday's comings up .I wanna see you in one of these dresses. Whichever you pick would be fine with me."

"Before I do any of that..." and she pushed him down to the couch. "I want you. I've waited too long and I can't take it anymore."

"And I thought I'd be the impatient one!" he chuckled.

"You don't want me daddy?" she teased.

"You know I do. I wanna feel that pretty mouth on my cock." and he unzipped his fly and pulled out his semi hard organ.

Rachel fell to her knees and began to wrap her fingers around his prick. Almost instantly, his member sprang up and rose higher with every stroke of her hand.

"Ooh I love to watch you get hard." she said in a deep throaty voice. She lowered her head to lick on the pink mushroom-like tip.

Nick's heard fell back against the couch and he reveled in the moment as her soft hands continued to stroke him. He loosened his tie and unbuttoned his shirt, exposing his naked chest and well-defined abdomen.

She had always given him control to fuck her, spank her and do anything he wanted. But this time it was her turn. She wanted to conquer his libido. His organ was fully erect now and the tiny veins bulged against the length of his manhood. Slowly she lapped at the tip, only in a teasing manner while she jerked the length of it.

"Oh God Rach!" he hissed. "Put it in your mouth baby."

She did as he said and sucked the tip into her mouth. She loved the salty sweet taste of him and began to take more of him into her hot mouth. Back and forth she cocked her head over him as his fingers ran through her hair. She began to suck harder and twirl her tongue over his shaft as her fingers still gripped him. He was now exactly how she wanted him; hard, erect and lubed up.

"Fuck me Big Daddy" she said as she rose to her feet.

"Not yet Rach! Take those panties off and come here."

She did as he asked and slipped her underwear off. She knew what he wanted and sat down on top of him, ready to be spanked. His hand caressed the smooth flesh of her ass as he lifted the hem of her dress. Rachel shuddered from the feel of his strong hands gliding over her skin. Her nipples grew hard instantly and her body began to tingle from the goose bumps.

Smack!

Smack!

Smack!

Every time his hand met her bottom she bit her lip as the pain reverberated into her pussy and ended in extreme pleasure. She began to grow wetter and started squirming over his knees.

"Mmmm spank me daddy. Harder!"

Smack!

Smack!

He continued till her bottom was a rusty red and imprints of his hands could be seen all over her flesh. His final spank fell on her lower pussy lips and she squirted on his trousers from the surprise of it. His cock was still erect next to her pussy and became drenched in her warm juices when she released.

"You bad girl! Look at the mess you've made!" he teased. "More punishment is in order young lady! Stand up for me."

She stood and now he could see how much of her mess she'd made. Against the dark polyester trousers, her wetness glistened and darkened the material. He got up and led her to the kitchen. On the counter was a glass of brandy with melting chunks of ice. He took a swig of the drink before lifting her body to the counter.

His pink lips were wet with the whiskey and she could smell the alcohol on his breath.

"I want a taste." she whispered.

He smiled and stirred the drink with his finger. Slowly he lifted the dripping finger to her soft lips as he gazed at her intently. Her lips parted and accepted the wet finger, her tongue darting out to meet it.

"Mmm." she moaned as she sucked on the flavorful finger.

Nick's swollen member was still jutting out of his trousers and he pressed the organ against her clothed labia.

"Lay back baby." he breathed.

Rachel moved back, propping her weight on her elbows and opened her legs wider for him. Nick was busy removing his clothes yet his eyes never left her body while he did so. She loved that about him. Nothing ever seemed to distract him from her charms. She followed his lead and pulled the dress over her head with one hand, while the other still held her body up against the granite counter. All she had on now was a lavender bra which held her 42DDs in place and matching lace panties, already soaked at the crotch.

Nick was already in the nude and he stroked his glistening cock as he stared at her body.

"I know you like what you see, but come on I need you now." she pleaded.

His blue eyes glinted and he smiled as he came forward. Without breaking his gaze he dipped between her legs and bit her labia through the filigree patterned underwear. Rachel's throat emitted a sound which was similar to sobbing and she bit her lip as he continued on. Nip after nip, followed by tiny grazes of his teeth caused more of her wetness to come forth and she could barely keep quiet. Suddenly a sharp tearing caused her to raise her head. He had punched a hole through her underwear and was now tearing off the thin material away from her smooth mound.

"Hey, that was my favorite pair!"

"I'll get you some new ones." he smiled devilishly and pulled the shredded panties away from her thighs.

Nick quickly reached for the glass once more and downed the rest of the strong amber liquid. Only the melting chunks of ice remained and he snatched a cube out of the glass. Rachel had an idea of what he would do next and braced herself for it.

He spread her legs apart till the pink folds of her pussy protruded from within her center. Slowly, he traced the ice along the pink flesh. She was feverish and the ice was quickly melting away but he only grabbed a second cube and slipped it inside of her. He shoved it against her clit and the electric shock caused her nipples to stiffen even more.

Rachel's head fell back as he massaged her clit with the cube, only to follow with his hot tongue. The contrast of hot and cold was close to making her cream on the counter, but she held on.




Rachel's Daddy



Her clit was now red and swollen. With all the ice gone he only used the tip of his tongue to tease the tiny muscle. Rachel's legs shivered and her pelvis danced against his face as his mouth clamped onto the tiny nub and sucked it into his mouth.

"Ooooh fuck Nick...I'm gonna cum!" she whimpered in a melodic voice.

He didn't answer and only growled against her pussy as he fed on her flesh. His head quickly moved back and forth, giving her a first taste of this savage pleasure. He had never gone down on her before and she always wondered if he was turned off by the act. Apparently not. His tongue curled against the tiny nub as his face dug deeper into her open mound. She couldn't contain herself and was squealing in pain and delight.

She could feel herself getting close and began to scream even louder. Out of nowhere, he pulled away from her pussy and stood upright. Rachel was too weak to protest even though she wanted more. She watched him quietly as he lined up his thick organ to her drenched slit. It was a much darker shade than she remembered and she couldn't wait to have him inside her.

"Are you ready for me baby?" he whispered, his mouth and chin glistening with her juices.

"Yes baby, I'm ready." she managed to say even though her mouth was dry.

Nick gathered some of the wetness with the large tip and teased her clit once more with the tip. As soon as he gathered enough of her juices, he guided his shaft to her center and slipped into the wet opening.

"Damn baby, you're so tight." he hissed." Want me to stretch you open?"

"Mmm yeah baby, stretch me out. Fuck me."

His hands grabbed the soft flesh of her thighs and he slammed into her until there was not a visible trace of his organ. He remained inside her without pulling away and his mouth reached for hers.

"Oooh my God!"

"You feel that?" he whispered against her mouth. "Only I get to go that deep. No one else can have you...you hear me Rach?"

"Yes. Just don't stop. I don't want anyone else." and her tongue slipped into his mouth. She could taste herself on him and she proceeded to lick the moisture away from his chin and lips.

He began to rock his hips back and forth, slowly as if savoring the tightness of her flesh. She hadn't played with herself or been with anyone while he was gone. She'd been patient and rightly so. He felt so good inside her that she was on the verge of tears. He wasn't quick and selfish like the previous men she'd been with. He took his time and celebrated her body, making her feel loved and wanted. Who knew she would find all this in the most unexpected of places.

His pace quickened and the sharp jabs were drawing her over the edge. He was still kissing and tasting her lips while he bucked inside of her. She grabbed one of his hands and placed in onto the brassiere. He squeezed the cup but the padding prevented him from feeling much of anything. His motions slowed down and he pulled away from her lips. He opened a side drawer beneath the counter and pulled out a tiny paring knife. Her eyes followed his movements with curiosity. She knew that he wouldn't hurt her, but to watch the sharp blade travel ever closer to her bosom brought on a tiny bit of intimidation.

"Relax babe. I'm just impatient with bra hooks." he smiled and cut the area joining the two cups in half.

They snapped away to the sides of her arms, while each freed breast fell down to her ribcage. He grabbed one of the soft orbs and pinched tiny nipple.

"Shit baby. Feels so good!" she groaned.

In response to her announced pleasure, he cupped her breast and brought it to his mouth. He flicked at it while he bucked inside her, harder than ever.

"Come all over me Rach. Show me how much you like this dick."

"Oooh yeah, get it baby!" she gasped.

"Oh God Rach...hold on to me baby." he gasped.

She put her arms around him and he lifted her into the air. Nick was stronger than she thought and he supported her with ease. He let the force of gravity do its work and dropped her body onto his swollen member. He lowered her slowly and stood against the counter for support. Her core was dripping and her body trembled as he invaded her tight walls. Her eyes were shut tightly and she squealed out with pleasure as he gave her the time of her life. She wished that this could go on forever but she had no hope of outlasting him. He was too good. He had gone beyond her zone of pleasure and she suddenly came as he impaled her onto himself. She was shivering and didn't make a sound because she was too weak but he continued to guide her over and onto his drenched shaft.

"Oh shit baby...your pussy is so good. Want me to come inside you babe." he hissed through clenched teeth.

"Yes, come inside me." she said softly, not really thinking he could hear her.

"Oh fuck...God!" he groaned as he released deep inside her body. He propped her up against the counter and rested on her body for a moment. He was panting and his skin glistened with sweat. His cock was still deep inside her, throbbing and he didn't seem to want to withdraw from her.

She slipped her hand into his damp hair and began to comb through the locks.

"I missed you baby." he said, still out of breath.

"I missed you too." she smiled.

"Listen I've been thinking...I want you to come work at my company. I want you close to me, all the time."

"I...don't know if I'm ready for all that. I barely know anything about your work."

He straightened himself and stood up.

"Don't worry, I can teach you. Maybe you can even become my partner in time."

"That's a lot of responsibility."

"Rach?"

"Yeah."

"Don't you hate it when I go out of town? It's going to be happening a lot more often now that the company's growing. If you joined, I'd be able to take you with me."

"Oh...I do miss you when you leave."

"Then it's settled. You'll be one of my executive secretaries, until I can promote you."

She gave him a sly smile.

"I might not behave if I'm around you so much."

"Oh babe." he laughed. "I'm counting on it!"

End.



Rachel's Daddy Ch. 02



Under a moonless night, Rachel treaded water in the stormy sea. Naked and cold, she was lost. Terrified, she could only think of the sharks circling beneath her. Their large smooth bodies rubbed against her legs, toying with her as they silently passed. Alone and unable to protect herself, she tried not to panic and provoke the predators. Looking in every direction, she caught brief glimpses of their sinister shapes in the milky liquid darkness.  

Rachel was frightened by these demons when she saw them, however, when she couldn't see the dark shadows, she was frightened the most. She felt terror rise in her throat and could only wait for her demise. Finally, a shark stopped in front of her and lifted it's head from the water; its open mouth exposing endless rows of lethal teeth. A soulless black eye stared at her but nothing happened. Finally, as the shark slipped back into the water, it whispered in a New Orleans accent, "Even though you looked damn good in your sister's dress, was it really worth screwing your daddy?" 

The words forced open Rachel's eyes. The eerie dream vanished but she remained bathed in dread and darkness while she tried to bury her guilt. Rachel knew what caused the bad dream. Her daddy had seduced her in the pool house earlier that night. Bothered by her guilt, she tried to forget the pleasurable memory of her daddy's large hands probing her body and his cock pumping deep inside her. Without moving, she looked around her dark bedroom and focused on the clock's bright red numbers complaining it was 2am.  She didn't want to sleep anymore. 

Across the dark room, Rachel heard Anna, her selfish half sister, get out of her bed to go to the bathroom. Anna was only wearing a little white thong so she slipped a long white nightgown over her unseasonally tanned body. Rachel caught herself admiring Anna's figure. Anna never worried about what she ate but still had the figure of a model. Toned. Slim yet curvy. Rachel hated her.  

Next, Anna quietly put on her robe and slippers.  She didn't notice Rachel was awake as she tiptoed across the room and slipped out the bedroom door.  

At first, Rachel was puzzled why Anna needed to bundle up just to go across the hall.  Anna's actions gnawed at her, in particular, since Rachel knew she couldn't go back to sleep. Curious where her bitchy half-sister was going, she got up and secretly followed Anna. 



Peeking out the bedroom door, Rachel's suspicions were confirmed when she noticed the bathroom was empty. Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed Anna silently creeping downstairs into the dark house. Barefoot, Rachel closely followed her half-sister but then lost Anna in the darkness of the lower level. Anna had disappeared.  

Sneaking around, Rachel noticed the door to the garage was slightly ajar because the garage light was on. Moving closer to the door, the quiet darkness of the house gave Rachel the perfect opportunity to peek into the garage without being detected. Rachel was puzzled. Why would her sister be in the garage, alone, at this time of night? What was she hiding? 

With a slight nudge, the door cracked open enough for Rachel to see her stepsister slip into the back seat of her daddy's Mercedes coupe. Fortunately, the raised doorway gave Rachel a good downward view into the luxurious car. 



Looking closer, Rachel was surprised that her daddy was already in the back seat of the car and Rachel realized he must have been waiting for Anna. Rachel was puzzled. She realized their meeting place was comfortable with plenty of leg room and soft brown leather upholstery but a bit odd.  

Anna knelt on the passenger side of the back seat, facing her daddy and was obviously angry. She screamed at him and aimlessly slapped at her daddy, who brushed off her attack with ease. Anna yelled at him, "You're a god-damned mother fucker." 

Rachel smiled as Anna's anger was broadcasted through the open sunroof. Also, Rachel could clearly see Anna and her daddy because they were illuminated by the car's interior dome light. Still wanting to be her daddy's favorite, Rachel could barely hide her glee at Anna's tantrum.



As Anna slapped at her daddy, she screamed, "Daddy, I hate you. You made me look like a fucking idiot tonight by giving Rachel my dress. You're an asshole." 



Visibly upset and shaking, Anna continued to unload her verbal and physical assault on her daddy without waiting for him to reply. He was relaxed and serene; however, his dismissive demeanor and condescending smile only irritated Anna more. She just got angrier while he remained calm. 

He tried to sooth Anna, "Don't say such things, baby. I'm going to miss you while I'm away in Miami." 

"Why would you give that bitch my new dress, daddy? I'm so pissed at you."  Exasperated and out of breath, Anna spun around on the back seat so she was no longer facing her daddy. She crossed her arms and continued complaining but her venom had dissipated.  In almost a whimper, she said, "Daddy, how could you? You made me look like a fool in front of Rachel." 



Her daddy soothed his wounded daughter, "I'm sorry, baby. Rachel really wanted that dress. In the past, I have given you so much and that dress meant nothing to you. Rachel has almost nothing. How could I say no? Don't worry, the dress will be easy to replace." 



Anna continued whining, "No it won't. You don't understand. It is the principal of the matter and Rachel thinks she won." 

Her daddy slid forward on the roomy back seat and slipped his arms around Anna to hug her from behind. He pulled her back towards him so she was straddled between his legs while leaning against his chest. He calmly continued, "Don't worry, baby. I'll replace the dress with something much more expensive and..." 



Surprised by the possibility of a generous gift, Anna interrupted him with a half smile, "Yes, like what?" 

Meanwhile, Rachel noticed her daddy's hand drop to Anna's tiny waist and slowly started to untie the belt on her robe as he continued, "...I'll get you something in a small blue box while I'm away. I am going to get something very special for my special girl." 

Oddly, instead slapping his hand, Anna moved her arms to allow her daddy to fumble with the robe's belt but she continued questioning him, "Really? Are we really talking about Tiffany's?" 



As he nodded in agreement, her daddy finished untying the knot and gradually opened the robe just far enough to get a peek at Anna's sexy nightgown with its plunging neckline. Rachel was shocked that her daddy was slowly undressing Anna and Anna was letting him do it. Not wanting to admit what was happening between them; Rachel's mind reeled while trying to think of an innocent reason for Anna and her daddy to be meeting alone in the garage late at night. 



Rachel watched as her daddy opened Anna's robe a little more as he whispered into her ear, "Yes, baby. I'll get you something very special from Tiffany's to make up for the loss of the dress." 



The front of Anna's robe was now open far enough to fully reveal Anna's delicate white lace nightie. A tight tanned body wrapped in virgin white. It clung to her small chest and waist but then fell into a long full skirt with a slit up the front. Rachel realized it was one of those cheap, clingy outfits made with almost transparent fabric. 

Rachel had never seen Anna wear it before now and Rachel's first thought was that the nightie was not appropriate for a daughter to wear in front of her daddy. Instead, it was an outfit a whore would wear for her customer.  

The nightie hugged Anna's petite frame and was transparent enough for Anna's dark raspberry gumdrop nipples to be clearly seen through the lacy material. Before tonight, Rachel had noticed that Anna's nipples were perpetually hard and tonight, the nightie did nothing to hide them. Similarly, Rachel could even see Anna's tiny matching thong through the fabric.  

The nightie's narrow leg slit extended to just below Anna's crotch and displayed her long, supple limbs.  Offsetting the leg slit, the nightie's neckline plunged and exposed a significant portion of her small milky white breasts. Anna's little nipples threatened to spill out because her womanly curves were on full display.  

Rachel was disappointed. Even though Anna had smaller breasts than Rachel's, Anna's breasts looked very sexy in the nightie. Pert. Attentive. Her mounds beckoned a man to touch them and even fondle them. Rachel hated Anna for wearing such a whorish outfit in front of their daddy. However, Rachel realized she hated her daddy even more for looking so hungrily at Anna. 



Her daddy couldn't stop staring down at Anna's little breasts barely concealed in lace. He leaned down, pressed his lips against Anna's neck and never took his eyes off her mounds. He slowly kissed his way down to the base of Anna's neck as he slipped the robe off Anna's delicate shoulders. Between kisses, he promised, "I'll make sure you love it and, by the way, I love your new nightie. Very sexy." 

Rachel felt sick in her stomach knowing where this was leading. Yet Rachel was frozen, unable to move as her daddy and her half-sister snuggled in the back seat. Anna whispered, "Daddy, I bought his nightie especially for you as a going away present. Do you like it?"

"Yes, I think so but I want to see it better. Let me help you."

Rachel watched as her daddy removed Anna's robe as she slipped her arms out of the robe's sleeves and then like a cat, Anna settled back against her daddy. In this position, he had better view of her gown clinging to her body as she stretched out her long legs across the tan leather backseat.  

Checking Anna out, her daddy whispered, "You look so hot in your new nightie. So damn sexy." 

Next, Anna stretched her long legs so the leg slit widened far enough to show a hint of her thong covered crotch. Anna cooed as her daddy reached down and hooked his finger into the top of the slit. Playfully, she purred, "What are you doing daddy?" 

Without a word, he slowly pulled the nightie higher up her legs. As her daddy pulled the fabric over her thighs, Anna said, "Daddy, I want some real jewelry, not some dumb Tiffany key chain." 



Her daddy continued working the clingy nightgown higher over Anna's thighs as he kissed her neck. He whispered into her ear, "How about a diamond for your belly button?" 

Anna smiled and lifted her hips off the car seat. Please with her cooperation, her daddy pulled the nightie all the way up to her waist so her little matching white thong was on full display. Rachel knew her father was looking down at Anna's tiny waist, flat stomach and round hips. Why wouldn't he? She was tanned and fit. Appreciating the view, he ran his finger tip around Anna's belly button stud. He whispered, "Yes, a diamond would look very nice right here." 

Anna excitedly replied, "Will you really get me a diamond, daddy? Will it be a big one?" 

He whispered into Anna's ear as he stared down at his daughter's lace encased pussy, "Of course I'll buy you a real nice diamond but you can't tell anybody where you got it. I don't want to make anyone else jealous. But I want to show you that I am going to miss you while I'm gone, baby. It's been so long since I have been able to spend some time with you, alone. I need my special time with you." 

With those words, her daddy reached down and ran the palm of his hand across Anna's soft tummy, caressing it. He let his hand drift lower. In response, Anna spread her legs and placed one foot on the floorboard while raising her other knee and placing it against the back of the seat. Anna was clearly cooperating and Rachel hated Anna for being such a whore.  

Anna's bottom half was naked except for the thin, sleazy panties. Anna's prominent pubic mound captured his attention. Her pussy, tightly wrapped in the little white thong, was fully displayed for her daddy. The thong clung so tightly that it pressed between her pussy lips and every crevice was clearly displayed.  Rachel was shocked and furious that her sister had displayed her pussy so wantonly. 

Sensuously, her daddy continued to run his hand in an ever growing circle across her flat little tummy and he kept getting closer to Anna's pubic mound.  Anna started moving her hips in a slow, rhythmic undulation in an almost unconscious reaction to her daddy's hand approaching her panties.  

Teasingly, Anna whispered up to him, "Daddy, what are you going to miss about me?" 

Rachel was transfixed on her daddy's hand approaching Anna's panties. She watched in horror as her daddy slipped his fingers inside Anna's panties. Hoping for some kind of resistance from Anna, Rachel was disappointed that she didn't fight or object. Anna just purred like a cat in heat. Now, Rachel could see how Anna had stolen her daddy. 

Her daddy's fingers slipped deeper into his daughter's panties and Anna's mouth opened farther when his finger found her button. Meanwhile, she closed her eyes while rolling her head from side to side. With a low moan, Anna responded by spreading her legs a little more and started pressing her hips against her daddy's hand. Anna released a sensuous moan, "Oh yes, daddy." 

Then, her daddy slipped his entire hand down the front of Anna's panties as he said, "I missed your little pussy, baby. I miss how wet you become and how hard your clit gets when you are excited. I see you must have really missed your daddy because you are so fucking wet. My car seat is going to get soaked." 

Rachel hated his words but couldn't stop watching. 

He started caressing Anna's pussy lips and running his finger tips over her clit. As Anna's hips matched the pace of her daddy's hand inside her panties, she cooed, "I'm sorry I was such a bitch, daddy. I thought you forgot about me. Ever since Rachel started living with us, you stopped visiting me late at night. It was like you lost interest in me."  

Anna continued, "I became so horny without you, daddy. I couldn't use the vibrator you bought me because Rachel would notice. To make matters worse, tonight you kept teasing me by slipping your hand up my dress and fondling me when no one was looking. You were so bad, daddy. You just made me so horny so I asked you to meet me here." 

Rachel wanted to scream, "He wasn't paying attention to you because he was interested in someone else. The asshole wanted to get inside my panties, first. He was seducing me." Rachel couldn't believe that her daddy had felt up Anna after having fucked Rachel in the pool house earlier that night. Rachel was furious at her dad but she remained silent. 

Her daddy slipped his other hand inside Anna's plunging neckline and cupped Anna's little tits in his palm. He whispered, "I love your hard nipples. You look so sexy."  Meanwhile, his other hand seemed to slip farther inside Anna's panties. Rachel could tell her daddy's fingers were now deep inside Anna's pussy, exploring her, pleasing her.  

Before long, Anna let out another loud gasp and fluttered her eye lids as her daddy explained, "What else could I do? You were being so bad because you weren't wearing panties under your dress. Were you? And you kept flashing me, teasing me. You are such a bad girl, Anna. I just had to touch you and fondle you. I loved sneaking a feel of your beautiful, tight ass. I am going to take care of you now, baby." 

Her daddy's eyes got darker. His voice got lower and sexier, "Are you daddy's little slut?" 

Anna purred back, "Yes, daddy. I'm your little slut. I'll do what ever you want me to do." 

His words excited Anna even more. She rotated her hips and pumped her pussy harder against his fingers. Her daddy was able to keep up with her the frantic pace. He continued whispering to Anna, "God baby, your clit is as hard as an anvil and as swollen as my thumb. I love how hard and big your clit gets when I touch you. When your clit quivers, it feels so good under my finger. So wet and juicy." 

Rachel snapped out of her shock and silently closed the door. Unable to believe what she was witnessing, Rachel slumped against the adjoining wall and wanted to scream. She wanted to wake everyone in the house to let everyone know what was happening under their very noses, but Rachel caught herself. She was just as guilty. Her daddy had done the same thing to her earlier that night so couldn't do anything without risking exposure. Regardless, Rachel wanted revenge. She had a thought, half of a plan. 

Rachel got her cell phone from her purse on the kitchen counter. They never even noticed as Rachel slipped her cell phone out the door and started taking pictures of Anna and her daddy. Rachel wanted evidence of her daddy's hand inside Anna panties. 

Anna's legs were spread as far as possible and her cheap little white panties, now soaked and stretched, couldn't hide her daddy's hand as he finger fucked her pussy. In and out. Each stroke building on the last. While Rachel was gone, her daddy had freed both of Anna's breasts and he had one of Anna's tight little nipples pinched between his fingers. He rolled Anna's nipples between his finger tips as he tugged on them. 

Rachel winced as she realized that Anna's nipple was stretched far enough to be painful but Anna seemed to be enjoying it. Anna's eyes were closed and she rocked her head from side to side. "Oh daddy, I'm going to cum. Don't stop." 

Anna's ass was bouncing on the seat as she tried to force her daddy's fingers deeper into her pussy. Even from this distance, Rachel could hear how wet Anna was when her daddy's fingers slapped against her pussy. Trying to keep her daddy's attention on the right spot, Anna placed her small, delicate hand over her daddy's larger hand and tried to keep his sausage fingers inside her pussy. Anna's rhythm finally broke and she chaotically started pounding her hips against her daddy's hand.  

With her head arched backwards and swaying from side to side, her body starting to twitch. Anna moaned, "Oh god, I'm cuming, daddy." 

Her lithe body started to convulse as the orgasm swept her away. Anna finished cuming and collapsed on top of her daddy but he kept fondling her. After a moment, he whispered, "I want you to suck me, baby. I have missed those full lush lips wrapped around my cock." 

Energized by his words, Anna rolled over and got down on her knees in front of her daddy. Anna looked up at her daddy as she unbuckled his belt. She teasingly said, "If Rachel wasn't around, I could give you a BJ whenever you like. We wouldn't have to hide in the garage. Instead, you could be in my bed. But now that we have a chance, I am going to swallow all of your salty cum, daddy." 

Rachel flinched when she realized what Anna was hinting at to her daddy. Rachel knew that Anna was trying to get rid of her. 

Anna started to undress her daddy. Fumbling, she unbuttoned her daddy's pants and carefully unzipped him without snagging it on his massive bulge. Anna slipped her daddy's pants down his legs. Finally, Anna pulled her daddy's cock out of his plaid boxers. Rachel gasped. 

Just like Rachel remembered, her daddy's cock was enormous and Anna could barely hold it in her petite hand. Anna immediately slipped her daddy's cock between her lush lips and sucked it deep into her mouth. Slowly, her red lips slipped down his shaft. Rachel was surprised by how much of his cock slid down her sister's throat without hesitation. With another jolt of jealousy, Rachel realized Anna must have a lot of experience. 

Her daddy moaned, "That's so good. Keeping sucking your daddy's cock, baby." 

He grasped a hand full of Anna's black hair and held her head still as he tried to get more of his cock into her mouth. Anna relaxed her throat and was able to slide more of his shaft between her full red lips. She started to rock while her daddy guided her head up and down on his cock. Her daddy said, "I love how you suck my cock, baby. You were born to be my little cock sucker." 




Rachel's Daddy Ch. 02



Rachel thought her sister looked like such a slut. Lost in the heat of passion, Anna failed to remove the flimsy night gown wrapped around her waist but she had removed her panties. She was furiously stroking her clit with one hand while she was sucking on her daddy's huge cock. She seemed insatiable. Comfortably reclined, her daddy just lazily played with Anna's pert titties while she vigorously sucked his cock.  

Anna tried to fit more of his thick, wet shaft down her throat but she couldn't swallow anymore. After running her tongue around his swollen head to get it wetter, Anna slid his rod a little deeper into mouth with each stroke. Looking up at her daddy with her big brown eyes, Anna tried every possible angle and speed to swallow more of his cock. Even though she failed, her daddy's big grin showed the effort was worth it.  

Rachel's heart was shattered. Her daddy appeared to love having Anna suck his cock. The smile on his face was unforgettable. His hips started to match Anna's rhythm and his face grimaced as he helped push his cock a little further down her throat.  

He changed his mind when she couldn't get anymore of his cock down her throat. He whispered, "Baby, you are such a good cock sucker, but I need to fuck you. I need to fuck that sweet, tight pussy of yours." 

Finally, he pulled Anna's mouth off of his cock and his wet shaft bounced against his flat stomach. Then, he sat up in the middle of the back seat and lifted Anna onto his lap. Momentarily, she was suspended over his menacing cock. Smiling like a paid whore, Anna reached down between her legs and held her daddy's shaft rigid below her. Anna whispered, "Do you want your baby girl's tight pussy? Do you want to fuck your baby girl like a bad daddy? If Rachel wasn't here you could stick that huge cock in me every night. You would like that, wouldn't you?" 

Rachel felt her sister's stab. 

He replied, "Yes, I love your sweet pussy."

As her daddy lowered Anna, she placed the swollen head of his shaft between her pussy lips and rubbed the pink tip back and forth. Rachel could see how wet his cock became with her juices. With his pole wet from her excitement, Anna lowered herself downwards on to his enormous cock. Impaling herself. Slowly and gently, her narrow pussy slipped down his veiny shaft. 

Anna whispered back, "Send Rachel home and can have my sweet pussy when ever you want."

Anna's continued threats infuriated Rachel, so she snapped picture after picture. Rachel made sure she gathered more evidence.

After her daddy buried his cock deep inside Anna, he leaned back. Anna braced herself like a gymnast with her feet set flat on the back seat. She suspended herself between the two front seats while her daddy slowly stroked his cock inside her. Then, Anna took control from her daddy and started sliding her pussy up and down his wet cock.  

Her daddy could now enjoy himself. No longer having to physically support Anna, her daddy let his hands roam across her smooth, sexy body, squeezing her ass, fondling her breasts and exploring the length of her legs. Anna's nipples slid between his finger tips as he became more frantic. He even slipped his finger, still wet with her pussy juice, into Anna's mouth. Her full lips just got him more excited as Anna licked his fingers clean. 

He continued to explore Anna's body. Rachel could see his fingers press into Anna's flesh as he tried to get his cock deeper into his daughter. His hips were now bouncing up to meet her descending pussy and Rachel could hear their flesh slap together. 

Rachel could see passion in her daddy's face as he concentrating on stroking his cock inside Anna while touching every inch of her hard body. A bubble of jealousy rose inside her. For a moment, Rachel wondered if her dad had the same look on his face when he had fucked Rachel earlier in the pool house.  

Anna held on to her bucking bronco and whispered, "Do you like fucking me, daddy. If so, Rachel has to go. Your guilt created this problem. You shouldn't have brought her here. We haven't been able to spend anytime together so you have to make her go away. I don't want to hide anymore. I no longer want that bitch in my home. Get rid of Rachel, daddy and we can fuck like newly weds." 

Concentrating on keeping his cock lodged inside his daughter, her daddy replied, "I'll see what I can do, baby. You feel so good, so tight. You keep fucking me like this and I'll give you what ever you want."  

Motivated to perform to his satisfaction, Anna's hips bounced up and down as his shaft slipped deeper inside her. Slowly, Anna started to move her hips in a circle and ground her clit against the base of her daddy's enormous cock. As Anna pressed her hips down on his shaft, she pushed her daddy for more of a commitment, "Do you promise to tell her tomorrow? If you want to screw me more often, you have to get rid of Rachel."

Enjoying the ride, he tried to avoid making the promise, "I can't. I'll be gone early in the morning but maybe when I get back." 

"Good, I want her out of here. And I want my dress back." 

Anna leaned forward, grabbed him by the neck and kissed her daddy. A deep, passionate kiss that sucked out his soul. Their tongues danced as Anna continued to slide her pussy up and down on his cock, milking him. Her nether lips gripped his shaft and helped pull him over the edge. His hips started twitching and his tempo increased until finally, he spasmed as he arched his back. Her daddy screamed that he was coming and kept slamming his hips into her womb. With a smile, Anna stopped moving and just held her daddy with her arms wrapped around his neck as he spurted inside her. As his spasms dwindled, Anna whispered, "Aren't I your favorite daughter, daddy?" 

Her daddy whispered back, "Yes, baby, you're my favorite."

"Can I have my dress back?"

"Yes" 

Rachel couldn't watch anymore and closed the door. Crushed by her daddy's betrayal and her sister's hatred, she went back to bed. 

Almost 45 minutes later, Rachel heard Anna climb the stairs. Pretending to be asleep, Rachel was lying in bed when Anna returned to the bedroom. Anna walked straight over to Rachel's closet and got the infamous dress out. Then, Anna hid it in the back of her own closet.  

Satisfied that the plunder was hidden, Anna walked over and stood above Rachel's bed. With a whisper low enough not to wake Rachel, Anna spoke in a venomous tone, "Hey bitch, daddy is going to throw you out and you won't even see it coming. Go to hell and stay there." 

Tired, Anna slipped back into her bed and was soon asleep. Meanwhile, a curtain of despair crushed Rachel as she thought about the evening. Each word, kiss and embrace that Anna and her daddy shared cut deep into Rachel. 

Rachel was overwhelmed. Betrayals were covered with nastier betrayals. The weight of their deceit felt crippling but she could feel the anger build inside her. This was merely a game for the two of them to play but Rachel knew she could win. She was going to get even.



Rachel's Daddy



Her daddy moved to the side of the table while continuing to touch her. Gently, he reached across her body to the opposing side and grasped her arm.  He folded her arm behind her back. The aching muscles hidden along her shoulder blade were exposed. He pressed down with his thumb. The soothing pressure dulled the muscle's protest. It felt good.

In a series of progressive movements, her daddy rolled her on to her side, her back now facing him and her arm pinned behind her back. Her chest was now exposed and available yet she couldn't do anything about it. She knew what was going to happen and didn't try to stop him. Without a word, her daddy's oily hand slipped between the table and her chest as he cupped his hand around her breast. He held the weight of her breast in his palm, examining it. 

Surprisingly, he fondled her breasts without further prelude. He palmed her breast like her old boyfriend used to when they went to the movies. Slow and sensuous. Rachel felt she should object but hesitated, confused. Rachel was surprised how much she enjoyed her daddy cupping her breasts, fondling her. 

Lulled into his warm, seemingly safe liar, she was overwhelmed with the excitement of being chased; a willing prey toying with her predator for the sake of an adrenaline rush. Although not wanting to be caught, she wasn't willing to stop his pursuit.   

Rachel knew she was in trouble since her nipples had hardened to the size of grapes because they were so sensitive. He must have noticed because he stopped fondling her breast to focus on her rigid nipple. He held her puffy nipples between his thumb and forefinger, milking them. 

Her little red knobs grew harder and longer under his fingers. Her eyes fluttered when he started lightly pinching her nipples. His pinch grew firmer and stronger. She couldn't stop him because her arm was still twisted behind her back, but, secretly, she didn't want him to stop.

Rachel felt the electricity shoot to her womb as her daddy continued to caress her breasts. She knew this feeling. Her old boyfriend used to make her cum in the back of his car by just lifting her blouse and sucking on her nipples until she thrashed about in the darkness. Rachel would have multiple orgasms without even taking of her jeans. 

Rachel was shocked when her pussy started getting wet because it was her daddy that was making her so excited, not her boyfriend. Alarmed, she started to protest, "Daddy, I..."

He hushed her with a calming yet authoritative voice, "Shhh, baby. Daddy knows what he his doing. This technique requires all parts of your body to be massaged. Everything is alright because it's just the two of us here. "

Unconvinced but temporarily appeased, Rachel stopped resisting and let him continue to massage her chest as he saw fit. She squeezed her legs together to stop the growing warmth in her pussy because she didn't want to cum in front of him. Her daddy continued his exploration of her upper torso until he couldn't hold her up anymore. She was relieved when he rolled her back onto her stomach and moved his focus to her back again.

Luckily, she hadn't gotten too excited and tried to calm herself down while he massaged her back muscles. Rachel opened her eyes to try to gain her composure and looked around through the cutout in the massage table. Seeing nothing but rug, she looked over at her daddy's feet and legs. Curious, she glanced even farther up and immediately closed her eyes. With his pants removed, her daddy's cock, larger than she had imagined, was straining to get out of his boxers. 

With her eyes closed, she doubted herself about the size of his cock. She was startled as if confronted by a wild animal in the dark. She thought that maybe she was imagining things and maybe his cock wasn't that big. She peeked one more time to make sure. 

Yes. Her daddy's cock, bigger than any of her boyfriends, was trying to stick straight out but was trapped inside his boxers. She immediately closed her eyes and tried to forget the image. She tried to hide her mental picture of her daddy's cock in the back of mind. The wine and the massage helped her try to forget and relax.

After about five minutes, she noticed her daddy's fingers were traveling between her ass cheeks. Probing. Exploring. His fingers were now freely roaming the crevice. It felt good but she never expected her daddy to be doing it to her. Her voice reached out to him from her dream land by warning him, "Daddy, you shouldn't do that."

"Baby, you are disappointing me. I thought you were going to be cooperative? Remember, this is my last night here for awhile. Maybe, I should have spent it with Anna."

Confronted with his desire for her half-sister, Rachel tried to appease him, "No daddy, please keep going and forgive me. I'll stop interrupting you."

Rachel, disgusted that her half-sister's name was mentioned again, continued, "Daddy, what do you like about Anna?"

"She is a great person. Smart. Good in school. Beautiful. Very athletic. A good kisser. Anna is wonderful."

Rachel wasn't sure she heard her daddy correctly, "Did you say a good kisser? How do you know?"

Her daddy quickly responded, "It was no big deal. After a couple of her dates, I heard some boys tell her she was a good kisser and asked her about it. To show me, she gave me a really good kiss on my birthday."

"Daddy! That is disgusting. How could you?"

"It was great. Why wouldn't I kiss her? Her boyfriends were right. She is a great kisser and she has beautiful lips."

Rachel couldn't believe what she heard. In silence, she laid there thinking about Anna and her daddy kissing. She wondered, "What kind of kiss was it? Where did they kiss? Did they only kiss that one time? Was this why Anna was so possessive of her daddy? Was she really a better kisser than me?" She thought about it while her daddy continued to work his magic on her back and ass. 

Rachel couldn't stand the fact that Anna had kissed her dad. She was mad but recognized that she was jealous. She didn't want Anna to be her dad's favorite. Finally, Rachel asked, "Daddy, I have kissed you before. Is she a better kisser than me?"

"I don't know, baby. This was different; Anna's kiss wasn't like yours. She meant it."

The unspoken challenge hung in the air. She felt awkward because she was lying naked on the table. Rachel knew what she needed to do but was embarrassed to say it. "Daddy, I think.... I mean, I can kiss.... You can kiss me. Try me. I can kiss like I mean it too."

Her daddy thought about it and said, "No, I don't think you can. Baby, you're a little uptight."

"Please daddy, please."

Her daddy stopped massaging her and offered her another glass of wine while he said, "Okay baby, let's see, but after you drink this. You need it."

Rachel drank the wine quickly and felt light headed from the night's drinking and passion. Her daddy got down beside the table while Rachel lifted her head up and stretched her neck towards him. She looked into his eyes but they were closed. He pressed his lips against hers and Rachel was surprised how soft his lips.  Rachel shyly kissed him and pulled away. It was a sweet, friendly kiss, but she knew it wasn't a winner. Questioningly, she looked up at him.

"Sorry, Anna is a better kisser."

Rachel begged, "Daddy, hold it. One more time, please. I was uncomfortable."

Rachel lifted herself up farther off of the massage table with one arm and turned her torso towards her daddy while she covered her breasts with the other arm. She closed her eyes and waited for her daddy. He leaned forward and kissed her with his soft lips. His kiss was slow and sensual. She slowly melted as she felt the passion in his kiss. 

Rachel was surprised she parted her lips and welcomed her daddy's tongue slipping into her mouth. His tongue sensually explored her mouth. She was equally surprised that she was responding the same way. They kissed in the darkened room like two lovers before a long separation.

Rachel let the picture of her daddy's big cock flood back to the front of her mind. She was shocked at how wet she had become at the thought of his cock and with a moan, started kissing her daddy with renewed vigor. Her daddy showed his appreciation for her enthusiasm as his hands wandered.

Rachel allowed him to push her arm away from her chest and while they continued to kiss, he fondled her breasts. He obviously remembered how sensitive her nipples were because he caressed her pink buds. He teased her by bringing her the edge and then releasing her nipples while they continued their torrid kissing. 

Her pussy exploded when his hands found her nipples again and toyed with them. Caressed them. Teased them. He sucked on her juicy lower lip while she came from his attention to her nipples. Her body shook and her hips rocked against the table as his fingers twisted her rigid nipples. She twisted her thighs to match the intensity of his kiss.

Rachel let the orgasm sweep over her and take control of her body. She couldn't kiss any longer and released a deep, throaty moan while her daddy continued sucking on her lip and groping her. Rachel's muscles stopped functioning and let her daddy hold her up. Slowly, he released her as her body stopped convulsing.

After she came, she let her daddy break off the kiss. She collapsed, exhausted. Her daddy spoke first, "Damn that was the best kiss I ever had, but I think you liked it more than I did. You must be exhausted so just lay back and relax."

She sunk into the massage table and hid her face in the table's cutout. Embarrassed by her orgasm, she didn't want to look into his face, but she wondered what the thought. She thought about his cock. She opened her eyes and saw that his cock seemed to have grown after their kiss. She wanted to see his naked cock but it remained hidden in shorts. Rachel knew her pussy had become wetter at the thought.

He continued manipulating her body without another word. Rachel was too relaxed to object so she didn't do anything more to stop him when his fingers touched her in forbidden places.  He was touching her in places she hadn't even touched. She let her mind go blank and let her body relax by not thinking about what her daddy was doing to her. 

Her daddy was now leaning over her as far as he could. His oily fingertips were so far down between her ass cheeks that they lightly touched her pussy lips. She pretended that she didn't notice.

Casually, her daddy moved to the side of the table, lifted her hips and slipped a pillow under her pelvis. Looking her over, he wasn't satisfied so he added another pillow beneath her. Her ass was now sticking high in the air. Naked. Totally exposed. Yet, Rachel no longer cared. Her daddy returned to massaging her ass and let his slippery hands slowly circle her cheeks as if he was polishing them. Admiring them.

He broke the silence and whispered, "I see you have been wearing a tiny thong at the beach. Your sweet ass has nice tan cheeks with a little white line up the center. The boys must have loved it. You have an incredible ass. Firm. Ripe. Creamy smooth skin. The perfect size. It makes me hard just looking at it."

Rachel was unsettled by her father's words but secretly felt proud. She didn't know what to say so she didn't respond but he was right. The boys at the beach loved her booty. 

Through the table's opening, she glanced over at her daddy's cock and noticed he liked her booty too. His cock was straining against his boxers to stand straight out. She closed her eyes.

Her father slid the sheet further down her legs to her calves and slightly spread her long limbs.  She was almost completely naked. After re-oiling his hands, he started massaging her inner thighs. Slowly his fingers probed and teased her leg muscles until they turned limp. He spread her legs a little farther apart. She was so feeble she couldn't move them back. 

Rachel noticed that his fingers were now rubbing against her pussy lips. She wanted to say something but she was too weak and, disturbingly, it felt good. Embarrassed, she pretended that she was asleep.

Her father returned his focus on Rachel's ass. He pressed his hand down the crack of her ass until his fingers slid over her pussy mound and he hooked his fingertips around to the front of her pussy mound. He then reversed direction and slid his hand back over her pussy mound and over her swollen clit. 

He repeated this action and each time his middle finger pressed further between her lips. Her clit quivered with each touch because it was still sensitive from her earlier orgasm. She felt the heat rise in her womb and knew his fingers were wet with her excitement. She wanted to be fucked.

As last a last ditch effort by her conscience, she pleaded, "Daddy, I need to stop."

"No reason to stop, baby, but do whatever you need to do."

But Rachel didn't stop or move. She couldn't. She laid there and let her daddy continue stroking her clit. Rachel sensed her legs spread instinctively to allow him more access. She hated to admit that she wanted her father to do more to her.

His hands slowed down and she felt his middle finger now circling her clit. Slow and rhythmic. In her massage induced trance, she felt her clit get harder and grow with his touch. He kept strumming her clit and Rachel found herself moving her hips against his fingertips. In response, he increased the tempo.

"Daddy, it feels so good but I should stop."

He teased her, "Baby, you said that before."

Rachel didn't know what to do. A familiar tingle was vibrating inside her. She knew she shouldn't be feeling so good. As she waited, her pussy got wetter and her daddy's finger slipped deeper between her lips.

When Rachel realized her hips were pressing harder against her daddy's fingers, she pleaded with her daddy, "We have to stop. I don't want anybody to know about this."

"No, we don't have to stop and no one is going to know about it. You just lay there. I have something special for you."

Rachel felt the weight of her daddy get up on the massage table as he knelt between her legs. She knew what he was going to do. Rachel opened her eyes and saw her daddy's boxers crumpled on the floor. Her daddy was naked and on his knees between her spread legs. She wanted him.

Overwhelmed by his persistent pursuit, her alcohol tainted reasoning, and the anticipation of mysteries revealed, she surrendered herself to him. Pulling her up by the hips, he pressed the tip of his cock into the crack of her pussy. His cock was hard and long. Rachel was now up on her hands and knees. Her breasts hung below her, swinging in tempo to her daddy's strokes against her fleshy ass. She felt desired and sexy. Her daddy obviously wanted her.

Her daddy then reached around and cupped her breasts. As he fondled them and tweaked her nipples, he whispered, "Rachel, you are so beautiful. I cannot keep my hands off you. You have incredible legs and succulent breasts. I need to fuck you, baby. Do you want your daddy to fuck you, baby?"

With these words, Rachel pressed her ass back against him and felt his cock spread her swollen lips.  Her daddy rubbed the head of his cock along her wet pussy lips and she could feel him slip his cock back and forth on her clit.

She wanted to be bad because she was tired of being a good girl. Rachel finally admitted to herself that she wanted her daddy to fuck her. Rachel whispered, "Daddy, please fuck me. My pussy needs your cock."

"Oh god, I've waited to hear those words from your pretty little mouth. You are going to get the fuck of your sweet life."

Grabbing his cock, her daddy guided his engorged head between her puffy, wet pussy lips. As he pushed inside her, Rachel pushed back. It was a slow, painful entry because he was so big but she enjoyed every inch. 

Whenever Rachel felt she was so full of his cock that she didn't think anymore would fit, her daddy managed to get to a little more inside her. Rachel reached back between her legs and continued stroking her clit while her daddy tried to bury himself inside her. The familiar tingle returned to her pussy. With a devilish smile, she knew she would cum with her daddy's cock deep inside her.

Her daddy purred, "I love your sweet pussy. It's so tight. I can tell you have never had a real man before me. I'm never going to get tired of you."

Her daddy was now fucking her hard, stroking her. He pulled his cock almost all the way out and then pushed all of his cock back deep inside her. Rachel felt the heat from his passion deep inside her. She widened her legs so he could slip easily inside her. Her daddy was moaning like a dying man, "Rachel, you are the greatest piece of ass. I love your snapping pussy."

Rachel teased him, "Daddy, do you like fucking your baby girl?"

His tempo picked up speed as the words left his mouth. "Yes, I love fucking my baby girl. I love her tight, wet pussy."

"Daddy, do you want to cum inside your baby girl?"

"God yes, I want to cum inside your tight, wet pussy."

Rachel felt her daddy's strokes quicken as he pressed harder against her. She knew he was close to cuming. Her fingers were a blur as they rubbed her clit. She could feel her daddy's enormous cock slip deeper inside her with each stroke. She rested her head against the table as his hands now held both of her tits. He twisted her nipples until the words just poured out of her mouth. "Fuck your baby girl, daddy. Cum inside my wet pussy. Fuck me."

He responded, "Fuck, Yes."

Rachel started cumming with the words on her lips while she started shaking beneath her daddy. Rachel closed her eyes and pushed her ass against her daddy's hot cock. Her mouth was open and moving but no sound escaped. Her muscles involuntarily contracted and released. Rachel could no longer control her body and felt her legs slip out from under while her daddy pounded away at her pussy. Above her, she could hear his frantic words.

"Baby, I'm cuming. I am going to fill your hot little pussy. Oh, fuck..."

With each stroke, she felt hot, molten sperm shooting inside her pussy. He pushed his cock inside her again and again. His weight pinned her to the table while his cock still moved inside her. Rachel was warm and happy as her daddy fucked her. She never felt so close to him. Sadly, each proceeding spurt diminished in power and quantity. Rachel's pussy was now full of sperm and a shrinking cock. She loved it.

Her daddy's lips were now next to her ear as he collapsed on top of her and she could hear his grunting which made her hornier. He whispered, "I love your beautiful, tight blonde pussy. You can have anything you want. Just ask."

"Tell me I'm your favorite daughter."

His last thrusts increased. "Baby, you are my favorite daughter."

"Good, then tell Anna the dress is mine."

He finally stopped moving and reluctantly whispered, "I will. I promise."

Rachel closed her eyes with a smile on her face. His warm juices dribbled down between her thighs while his hands still griped her tender breasts. She felt sore and bruised yet she was in heaven. Slowly, she fell asleep under the weight of her daddy with his softening cock still deep inside her. 

Rachel woke up later that night in the darkened cabana covered with a sheet but everything else was the same except her daddy was gone. Realizing it was hours later, she looked around and was relieved no one had accidentally discovered her. Even in the darkness, the empty wine glasses, the dress lying on the floor, her panties in a ball by the door and the crumpled, stained sheet were evidence of her evening's debauchery. 

Slowly, she cleaned up and got dressed. Rachel smiled; she wanted to show Anna her new dress.