8 comments/ 116455 views/ 40 favorites Daddy Can't Resist By: ButterflyAngel You're new interest in your daughter leaves you fighting the dark thoughts that threaten to consume you. You're cock has never been so hard as you masturbate frequently and furiously, fantasising about your eighteen year old girl. You roll over in bed, your morning erection making a tent of the sheets. Letting your hand slide down lazily stroking you erection. Slowly pumping your hand up and down your entire length, envisaging my young naked body, my pert breasts, my small nipples hard and erect as I bounce my sweet Pussy up and down your shaft. Your strokes quicken as you close your eyes, my toned body writhing, convulsing on your manhood. My mousy brown curls cascading down over my shoulders. "you feel so good baby" you murmur to yourself "ride me baby, ohhh such a good girl for daddy!" You're furiously pumping your cock into your hand, rubbing your pre cum along the shaft. "Take daddy's cock! Deeper baby! Bury daddy inside your tight little pussy" you growl "Daddy's cuming princess! Ahhhhhh yesssssss" you shoot your load letting it spurt over your stomach. You clamber out of bed, the warm afterglow of your orgasm sweeping through your veins. You know it's wrong but you want me, need me, have to have me. You walk along the passage to the bathroom, you wash your seed off yourself. On the way back to bed, you pop your head round my door. You've done it a thousand times but today feels different. Seeing me spread out on my bed, the blanket strewn across the floor, my nighty crumpled up above my hips revealing my white cotton panties. You feel a stirring in your loins, an overwhelming itch that needs to be scratched immediately. You feel your muscles constrict, your pyjama bottoms seem to tighten as you swell to full length, watching the gentle rise and fall of your little girls breasts. You enter my room, convincing yourself you need to, you need to tuck me in make sure I'm warm. The only light is that from the passage, streaming through the open door You reach the blanket on the floor, my legs spread, panties damp and clinging to my little lips. Outlining the shape, my panties almost transparent. You slip your bottoms off, letting your thumb rub over your bulbous head. Your balls so tight they physically hurt. Your need for your little girl growing by the second. You creep cautiously closer, kneeling on the bed beside my head. My face turned towards you, my breathing shallow. Holding your throbbing tool steady you run it along my lips coating them with pre cum. The warmth of my breath on the tip of your cock is divine. Your hand strokes back and forth along my lips. You need me NOW! Pinching my nose a little, you slip the head inside my mouth, you hesitate, surprised that I don't wake. You want me to wake up but you're irrepressible desire consumes you and all you can focus on is this urge, this demanding force driving you, spurring you on. You push your hips forward, your cock sliding into my mouth, your hand brushing against me through my panties. Softly stroking my most sensitive bud as you feed me my daddy's meat. Back and forth you rock your hips, fucking your little girls mouth. It's all too much, you feel the inevitable rush warning you of your impending climax. You pull back letting your cock slip from my lips. Leaning down you kiss my forehead gently. "Such a good girl" you whisper in the darkness. Your tool throbs and pokes wildly into nothingness as you move to the bottom of the bed. You gently tug at my panties wriggling them slowly down my legs, I stir a little and you stood frozen. You swiftly pull them down over my knees and off. Your eyes held by my slick, smooth snatch glistening. Your finger strokes from my puckering little ass along my lips and over my clit, coated with your little girls cum you slip it inside your mouth, letting out a low groan as you suck it clean. Sweet as honey, you want more. You kneel on my bed, pushing my legs apart at the thighs, your tongue traces circles over my clit. Swirling round and round. Taking it between your lips, sucking it softly at first then harder. You stroke your tongue down over my pussy, lapping at my juices trickling from my tiny opening. Using your fingers you spread my lips, pushing your tongue inside, I moan softly. My ass lifts off the bed pushing my snatch against my daddy's hungry mouth. Your tongue twists and turns inside me, my hand rests on the back of your head pressing you against me. "ohhhhh daddy" I whimper "i've been waiting for you so long!" Your tongue moves back up to my clit, tugging it gently between your teeth. Encircling it, teasing it whilst you ease two fingers into my dripping tunnel. Working them in and out, using a come hither motion as you apply pressure inside. The room is spinning, my whole body tingles, I can't focus on any one thing as my body spasms, my thighs clamp round your head threatening to suffocate you. I can't move, I can't speak, my whole body tenses, held in this beautiful rapture as my orgasm crashes against me, wave after wave rolling through my body, splashing against my daddy's face as a torrent of cum gushes out my tight hole, again and again. You can't restrain yourself a moment longer, pressing the tip against my tight snatch you thrust forward sinking into your daughters depths. "Deeper Daddy!" I cry in the throes of passion. You are only too happy to oblige as your cock pumps deeper, harder, faster into my tight pussy. The heat from my opening enveloping your cock as you slide against my silky walls, my muscles contracting squeezing the shaft, pulling you deeper inside my velvet sheath. A low gutteral groan releases from deep in your throat, as you feel your balls rise up towards your torso. The warm tingly sensation in them swiftly mounting into a feeling of fullness, my pussy throbbing against you, you're getting closer, you can't stop, you feel your semen rising up your shaft. The euphoric rush so intense, as the first spurt of your hot creamy load forces it's way out of your cock head, quickly followed by a second and a third. Erupting like a volcano deep inside the depths of your daughter, splashing your seed against her fertile womb. You collapse forward onto my breasts, completely spent, your legs shaking and my smooth snatch still hugging your flaccid cock. Our bodies shimmering with a thin layer of perspiration, our hearts racing and our breathing laboured. "That was incredibly daddy!" I murmur. You roll over to the side of me, pulling me into you, our bodies fitting together like two pieces of a jigsaw, too exhausted to speak you slowly drift off, holding your angel in your arms. I listen to the rhythmic pattern of your breathing, as it steadies and slows. I drift off with a smile, knowing that tonight is just a taster of what is still to come. Daddy Can't Resist Ch. 02 The sun beams through the gap in the curtain, I groan as I roll out of bed pulling them closed. I spin round and stop dead in my tracks, drinking in my daddy's glorious body. My stomach does somersaults as I admire your rock hard cock, your lean muscles, your hairy chest and your chiselled jaw. You're so beautiful, I can't believe that you're laid naked and asleep in your eighteen year old daughters bed! My bed!! I move swiftly and softly towards you, peeling the sheet from your waist and off you entirely. I gasp and moan softly, "Ohhhhh Daddy! You're so big and hard and it's all mine!" Kneeling on the bed between your parted legs, my breasts gently brushing against them. My heart beating so fast, threatening to explode out my chest. My mouth dry and my breasts tingling with anticipation. My pussy already wet, my slick juices coating my lips and trickling down my thighs. "I want to kiss you daddy, to taste you!" I murmur to myself as I lean forward licking a drop of precum from the head of your rod. It tastes a little salty and I can't help but wonder how the rest of you tastes. I don't usually enjoy giving head, I've never been very good at it but I needed to feel my daddy between my lips. I was drunk with desire and all I could think of was my daddy's tool throbbing against my tongue. I glance up, you're still sleeping soundly. Your breathing slow and shallow as I kiss the tip of your cock, my tongue circling round, up and down, slipping inside the hole just at the top. You groan softly, as my lips continue down your shaft, kissing every inch from tip to base. Savouring the taste of my daddy's prick. My lips rub up and down your shaft, back and forth, my saliva soaking you. Making it easier for my lips to glide along you as my tongue licks the sides. I slowly work my way back down to the base, my hand grips you tightly, my tongue pressed flat against you as it strokes over the seam of your balls. Gently taking each one into my mouth and sucking them. My hand pumping the shaft, sliding effortlessly up and down. The air is ripe with my scent, with my excitement. "Oh god Daddy!" I moan softly. My nipples erect, my pussy dripping as my tongue works up the shaft, teasing you, it twirls and swirls along your length, slow then fast, soft then hard, experimenting, enjoying your reaction to each technique. I love hearing you moan and groan, knowing it is just for me. I reach your left hip, letting my tongue drag lazily down to that special little secret spot just under your balls, licking up the middle of your balls then diagonally down your perenium, stroking up the right side of your groin making a 'W' shape, across your entire sensitive area with my tongue. I want you, need to feel you deep inside. My pussy throbbing uncontrollably. I have to have you! I straddle you with my back towards you, "it needs more flavour Daddy!" I purr as I sink my hot smooth pussy onto you, gasping as I take your entire length deep inside. I lean forward holding onto your ankles, knowing you're watching my pussy slide all the way up to the tip then slamming back down to the hilt as I ride you. My juices flow freely drowning your cock, I slide all the way up letting you slip out, spinning round I almost throw my mouth onto you, devouring your shaft hungrily. You moan in anguish, it's all too much! I look up into your deep brown eyes as I suck the head into my mouth, ensuring I suck in a little air at the same time. The vibrations from my slurping stimulating every nerve in the tip of your cock. My tongue circles round, up and over teasing you till it's all too much. My head begins bobbing up and down furiously as I swallow your cock, sucking my juices off you, taking every inch deeper and deeper, I feel it hit my throat causing me to gag, choking on my daddy's big cock. I pull back a little. My mouth mimicking the delightful motions of my pussy up and down, my head turns to the left as I slide down, turning to the right as my lips slide up. I feel your body tense, your legs lock, I don't stop. My sparkling blue eyes pleading with yours to cum for me. You can't hold back anymore as you feed me my daddy's meat. Thrusting your hips up, your balls tight, everywhere tingles and aches all at the same time. My lips glide gracefully down to the base then up to the tip, feeling you throb I grasp you in my hand, my lips envelope your head as I pump you hard. I feel the first spurt and I gulp it down greedily, quickly followed by the second and a much weaker third. I swallow every drop, my hand milking you as my lips suck you dry. I feel your whole body trembling under me, shaking from the intensity of your orgasm. As I watch you fall from your euphoric rush, I realise that I could never love another man the way I love you. Daddy Can't Resist My Huge Tits My 18th birthday was the best day of my life. That was the day my father first sneaked into my bedroom at night and jerked off on my face. He thought I was asleep. I wasn't. ------------ On the morning I turned 18, I arrived at Daddy's house at 8 o'clock in the morning, after having driven through the night. It was a long trip from Mom's and I was relieved to finally be at Daddy's house in the country. I was bursting with excitement to see my Daddy. I hadn't seen him in a couple of years. We were still close, mind you. We talked on the phone and texted all the time. He knew everything about me. I was his only child, after all. His precious little Daddy's girl. I was thrilled to be spending the summer with him, lounging by his pool, working on my tan, and getting ready to start college in the fall. I had big plans for Daddy/daughter bonding. Daddy was just waking up when I walked in the front door with my suitcases. He was naked except for a pair of boxers. I giggled inwardly when I saw the massive erection thrusting out through the slit in Daddy's shorts, but I didn't say anything. What WOULD I say? "I might be a virgin, Daddy, but even I know that penises aren't supposed to be longer than the footlongs at Subway!" I couldn't help but notice how smooth and pretty it was. I'd only seen one other dick before, and Daddy's put that one to shame. He saw me standing there and ran to sweep me into his arms. I've always loved Daddy's bear hugs. He seemed not to notice his erection, so I ignored it too, although I could feel it pressing hard against my taut belly. "Happy birthday, sweetheart," Daddy drawled into my ear, still holding me close. "I cannot believe my little girl is 18 already. Old enough to vote! I'm so proud of you." "I'm so happy to see you, Daddy. I've missed you so much," I murmured into his neck. He echoed my sentiment and kissed me on the cheek, then stepped back to get a good look at me. And that was when everything changed for Daddy and me. See, the last time my Daddy saw me, I was 16 and gangly and too tall for my own good. I had C-cup breasts and knobby knees. I had braces. I was sixth chair clarinet in the high school band. But I'd grown in the past two years. A lot. I realized that while Daddy new ALMOST everything about me, he couldn't possibly have known about my, er, recent developments. I stood in front of him today as an 18-year-old soon-to-be college girl with a massive pair of natural 34J breasts, a tiny waist, crazy long legs, and a juicy, fat peach of a bottom. I was five inches taller. Basically, I was gorgeous. I knew it, and judging from Daddy's still-enormous erection, he knew it, too. I watched my Daddy's eyes as they assessed my new grown-up body. It was obvious how much he approved; his cock now seemed 15 inches long. It protruded almost as far out from his body as my huge breasts did from mine. I'll never forget that magic moment when Daddy's eyes landed squarely on my giant jugs for the first time. Most men can't look away, and Daddy was no different. I could guess what he was thinking: My sweet little girl has grown a pair of massive titties. They're so perky and so fucking jiggly. I wonder what they look like naked, bouncing up and down while she rides my cock? I giggled nervously as Daddy admired my chest. His expression had changed considerably; it reminded me of how my male teachers had looked at me during senior year. They leered then just as Daddy leered now. I was embarrassed. "Okay...I guess I'll go get settled in," I said. "Meet me in the kitchen in an hour? We can have breakfast." Daddy nodded. "I'll run to the store. I'm craving two ripe watermelons," he said. I giggled and fled to the guest room, perfectly aware of Daddy's eyes on my pretty round ass. An hour later, Daddy and I sat down to a breakfast of fresh watermelon, cantaloupe, and honeydew melon. He drank an extra-large glass of milk with his and ogled my chest the entire time. ------------ "Come on, honey, let's go to the mall. I mean, you're gonna need some support for those ginormous juggies of yours," Daddy teased. "I might have a heart attack if you go the whole summer without a bra." We'd been out by the pool all morning, and looking down, I realized he was right. My tits were positively spilling over the top and out the sides of my conservative one-piece swimsuit. My pink little bubblegum nipples were even peeking out. Sensing an opportunity, I smiled and bounced them a little for Daddy. I could tell he liked them, so I took a leap. "Daddy, do you think I'm finally old enough for a bikini? Mom says no, but all my friends wear them. And Mom doesn't even have a pool! I know she's just jealous of my big chest. But I'm with you now, and I just don't want to be the only one wearing a one-piece when I have my college friends over to swim this summer." "Of course, sweetheart," he said. "If it will make you happy, we'll get you one today. All I ask is that you try on a lot of different ones and show them to me. I need to decide what's appropriate." I squealed and went around the table to hug him, squashing my soft breasts into his chest. He hugged me back for much longer than usual, his big hands wrapped tightly around my tiny waist. Was that another erection I felt pushing through the front of his shorts? Nah, I thought. I'm his daughter! Daddies don't get hard for the daughters! Do they...? "Also, Daddy...I need some new bras," I said sheepishly. "None of mine fit anymore, not by a long shot. Maybe we could shop for both. Make it a breasty day?" I giggled. ------------ Daddy didn't have to be asked twice. We got to the mall in record time and headed to the department store for bras. Daddy watched curiously as the saleslady measured my chest through my clothes. Clucking almost disapprovingly, she announced that I needed a 34J bra and that she'd never seen breasts as big as mine on such a young, slender girl. They'd have to special-order some modest teenage bras for me, she said; all they had in stock in my size were sexy, lacy, meshy things made for grownups. She asked if I could go braless for a few days. Daddy answered for me. "Oh yes, she will be just fine. I'll take very good care of them. I mean...her. No worries," he sputtered. When he saw the disappointed look on my face, though, he seemed to think better of it. "Well...actually, just in case we have some kind of emergency, let's get her a couple of those grownup ones. How about a black lace one and a red lace one. Or if you have any in sheer mesh, those would be better. Front clasp, demi cup. No padding. You just never know." The saleslady looked quizzically at how specific he was being, but nodded. She selected two beautiful bras, just like Daddy had asked for. I tried them both on, and even though my cleavage spilled over and out the bottom of the slutty bras, I showed them both to Daddy, much to the saleslady's consternation. She clucked and left us alone in the dressing area. I modeled for Daddy and reveled in the reaction he had to seeing my fat breasts in these grownup bras—eyes as round as dinner plates, eyelids drooping slightly, massive tent bulging up from his crotch. I wanted to take my jeans off. I secretly hoped Daddy asked for a fashion show later. When I retreated back into the dressing room, after confirming with Daddy that we'd be buying both bras even though they were too small—"Well, honey, those large breasts really do need some kind of support. These bras will just have to do for now. For around the house with Daddy."—I heard his zipper come down. And for the next few moments, I listened to my father jerking off furiously. I recognized the sound because I'd heard my stepfather doing it so many times. I wasn't quite sure how it worked, but based on the sounds, I imagined Daddy out there in the dressing room hallway, pumping away on his erect cock with his fist. The sound of Daddy masturbating flooded my panties with a warm cream. At that point I didn't know what this pussy fluid was, so I dipped a finger into the crotch of my white cotton panties and scooped out a fingerful. I tasted it. Pleasant. Sweet, slightly salty. My pussy was pumping it out in ribbons. I rubbed my clit and moaned, and the next thing I knew, I was seated in my dressing room, giant tits bare and jutting proudly forth, rubbing my cunt as I listened to Daddy jerk his rod. I'd never touched myself before. I knew he was thinking about my jumbo breasts and my fat little ass. My virgin twat. My puffy cocksucking lips. I knew he could hear me moaning so I moaned without abandon. My father wanted to fuck me! And...did I want him to? I began to insert a finger... Thankfully the saleslady had the sense to announce her return before walking into the hallway. "Yoo-hoo!" she called. "Everything okay?" I heard Daddy's zipper go back up. "Yes," we both sputtered in unison. Goddammit. I'd been seconds away from cumming, and I suspected Daddy had, too. ------------ Daddy quickly paid for my new bras and used the bag to hide his protruding hard-on. I was getting the very keen sense that my Daddy was very well-hung. The thought of it made my pussy ooze fresh cream into my panties. I was horny. Next, we moved on to the swimsuit store. Daddy quickly found a chair right by the dressing rooms, still hiding his big erection, I knew. I flitted around the store, glancing at the sensible, modest bikinis but quickly moving on to the skimpier ones. I didn't fully understand the gushing feeling between my legs, or why my nipples were rock-hard, or why I felt like I needed to hump something...but I knew I wanted to try on some of these tiny bikinis for Daddy. In the dressing room, I started with a solid white suit with g-string bottoms. The string was going up my ass and I liked how it felt. Studying myself from behind in the mirror, I wondered if Daddy would let me switch to g-string panties? I had a very good feeling that he would. My ass was fleshy but pert, creamy white, shaped like two basketballs. I made a mental note to ask him later about the g-string panties. Yummy...panty shopping with Daddy! The front of the g-string was nothing more than a tiny triangle of fabric that barely covered my fully shaved pussy. But it was the bikini top that was gonna get me in trouble. It was the kind that ties in the back and around the neck, with two triangles to cover your breasts. But my breasts weren't covered. My nipples were concealed, but the tops, sides, and undersides of my giant tits were completely on display. Especially the undersides. Imagine two big watermelons with postage stamps on the tips. That's what my juggies looked like. I giggled as the wobbled, remembering how much Daddy liked eating watermelon. I wondered if he also liked to squeeze watermelons, and lick them, and suck on the tips lovingly. I wondered if he wanted to squeeze watermelons together and make love to them with his huge Daddy dick. I wondered if he wanted to paint watermelons with loads and loads of salty, yummy cum. That did it. I was over the edge. I realized now that I wanted to fuck my Daddy's brains out, to give him my cherry, to be a good girl as he ravaged and used my slutty 18-year-old body over and over again. I was going to seduce my Daddy today. ------------ I loved how I looked in this whorish white swimsuit. Like a wanton, horny, busty little slut. Impractical as it was, I wanted it. Daddy wouldn't be able to resist my body when he saw me in it. So I walked out to model the bikini for Daddy. He gasped when he saw me, as did a few other shoppers. My giant, pointy young breasts rode high and proud on my chest, nipples covered and straining against the white fabric of the top, pussylips visible on either side of the miniscule bottoms. Then I spun around to show off my perfect ass. I smiled to myself when I heard his gasp; the sight of the g-string disappearing between my plump asscheeks was almost too much for him to bear. I raised up my arms so he could also see the sides of my huge breasts from behind. Nervous for his reaction, and desperately wanting to own this suit so Daddy could rip it off me later, I turned back around, my huge breasts jutting a full 16 inched from my body, wobbling prettily for Daddy. I looked him in the eyes and winked. "Don't you just love it, Daddy?" His eyes were enormous as he spoke: "Honey! You'll get arrested in that! You couldn't possibly wear that in front of your friends. The boys will rape you! And what about when you dive into the pool? That top will come right off and leave those fatties totally bare, bouncing for the world to see! Is that what you want? And do you want to tempt horny men into using your bottom against your will, sweetie? Because that's what will happen. You are asking for it in that swimsuit, young lady. Asking to be raped up the ass! Asking to get those melons covered in semen!" Yes, I thought wickedly. That's exactly what I want. But I want it from you, Daddy. I was surprised by how wet I got when he mentioned anal sex. Golly, did I want Daddy up my ass? Already? Not that I'd have a choice, when the time came... Daddy's face betrayed him as he scolded me. He had pure lust in his eyes as he lectured and threatened, leering at my nearly nude body, licking his lips, admiring how my fat tits overflowed and strained against the tiny top, breathing heavily at the sight of my barely-covered, bald cuntlips. "Turn around again," he barked. I did. I watched through the mirror as Daddy's mouth dropped open. Still in awe of his barely-legal daughter's pert little bottom, it looked like he wanted to bury his face right between my pretty cheeks and take a long lunch. I imagined him fucking me up the bottom. Maybe the next time I got in trouble, instead of grounding me, Daddy would punish me with a barehanded spanking and a stern, balls-deep buttfucking. I shivered. (I didn't know it til later, but Daddy was having very similar thoughts at that moment. He was imagining all the life lessons he could teach me just by drilling his big Daddy cock down my throat and up my cute little bottom. He was planning to start that very night, to punish me for having such big jugs and for flaunting them like such a slut). Swallowing hard, Daddy reached for the bag of bras and set it on his lap. I knew he was covering his big erection as he continued to berate me in front of the other customers and salespeople. "Honey, that bikini is so inappropriate. It's vulgar. You look like a slut. Is that what you want? To look like a slut? Because if you look like a slut, you will become a slut. Sluts get what they deserve when they dress like that. Do you want to get raped? Is that who you are? A huge titty little cumwhore who takes it up the ass and begs to get raped? Huh? Did I raise a..." He realized he'd gone too far, and stopped himself. That's when I knew, beyond any possible shadow of a doubt, that my Daddy was going to fuck me, and that I wanted him to fuck me. I was going to let him, incest or not. I wanted nothing more than to please him. I wanted him up my virgin ass; I felt like that's where he belonged. I could keep my hymen intact for my future husband, and give my ass to my handsome dad. I admired myself in the mirror for a little while longer and stole glances at Daddy, still ogling my slutty young body. I wanted to see the huge erection he was hiding under the bag of bras. I wanted to kiss it and swallow it. Damn, I NEEDED this bikini. Seeing me in it made my father's dick so huge and so hard. I had to have it. "Daddy, I like it. I feel pretty in it. It makes me less ashamed of how big my chest is. I was thinking...what if I got two suits? One to wear with my friends, and this one to wear when I'm alone...or with you." I knew I'd win him over with that, and I did. He was thinking about our nightly swims together, where we'd float on our backs and look up at the stars. He was thinking about using my huge, soft breasts. I smiled to myself and thought about Daddy discovering two new planets in our solar system—two massive twin globes for him to explore. My mountainous tits jutting up toward the sky, nipples erect and barely covered. I wondered how long I'd wait before I pretended to lose the top. Or how long before Daddy ripped it off me and mauled my chest. At home, I put on my new bikini and topped it with a nearly sheer white t-shirt that had fit me when I was nine. I spent the day doing chores, bouncing and jiggling around the house, loving how Daddy never took his eyes off me. The huge bulge in his shorts never went away, either. He caught me staring at it several times, but instead of admonishing me, he just grinned and winked. Licked his lips. Raped my tits with his eyes. ------------ Later, as usual, Daddy drank scotch before our night swim, only tonight he gave me one. My first drink! We both got a little wobbly on our feet, sitting by the pool, Daddy impatiently waiting for me to remove the towel that was concealing my body. Wanting to impress him, I stood up and dropped it with a flourish, smiling at how my Daddy gasped when he saw me in my tiny new bikini. "Ready to swim, Daddy?" I purred. "Fuck," he muttered, jumping from his chair and lurching toward me, reaching right for my breasts. Before I knew what hit me, Daddy had both of my nipples firmly between his fingers, and was pinching them through the fabric. "Titty twister!" he yelled, twisting my nipples slightly to the right, then to the left. It was a game we'd played a thousand times before, but this was the first time he'd done it on my 34Js. I laughed and looked up into Daddy's face. He'd needed an innocent reason to squeeze my breasts and I loved him for his fumbling attempt. He returned my gaze, looking into my eyes intensely, and continued to gently stroke my nipples. He wasn't playing Titty Twister anymore, not by a long shot. He was touching my nipples! Jolts of electricity were shooting through my whole body as he stroked them into tiny twin marbles. My g-string was soaked. In that moment, I would have done literally anything for my Daddy. But he stopped. Seemed to dismiss whatever idea he'd been having. So we dove into the pool and swam laps and splashed and wrestled each other like we always did. Something was different between us, though. Forever changed. I kept wishing my Daddy would give me my first kiss, or that my tits would pop out of my top so he could see them. He was desperate to see them, I could tell. He never took his eyes off my jugs. ------------ I went to bed that night and thought about what Daddy had said earlier—that sluts get raped. They ask for it when they dress like sluts. I wondered if Daddy would rape a slut. I wondered if he would rape me if I dressed like a slut for him. And would he take my ass if he knew it would hurt me? I wanted him to. I wanted to bite my bottom lip and give in to Daddy as he aggressively claimed my little asshole. I wanted him to use me roughly. I stroked my nipples just like Daddy had, and I rubbed between my pussy lips as I considered getting raped up the ass by Daddy. I guess it wasn't rape if you wanted it, but still, I liked the word. ------------ Later that night, after I'd been in bed having my very first orgasms for a couple hours, I heard the door click open, and Daddy came into my bedroom for the first time (but most definitely not the last). I pretended to be asleep as he crossed the room and stood over my bed. It was dark and he reeked of scotch, and my mind automatically flashed back to our shopping trip earlier, how Daddy had stopped at a drugstore on the way home, how he'd purchased a night light, how he'd plugged it in next to my bed when we got home. He wanted to be able to see! My heart was pounding. If only I'd put two and two together, I'd be lying here topless right now, on my back for Daddy. Daddy Can't Resist My Huge Tits He couldn't see my eyes peeking up at him as he lowered his shorts. I watched in exhilarated fear as his monster dick sprang forward. I shivered when I saw its silhouette; fully erect, it must've been 12 inches long and as big around as a Coke can. It was right above me. I watched Daddy wrap his hand around it and start to move it really fast. I sensed how intently he was staring down at me, so I closed my eyes. I was afraid he'd stop if he knew I was awake. And I didn't want him to stop. I mean, my father was jerking off to me! I felt like the luckiest girl in the world. I kept my eyes clenched shut, confused and nervous and aroused. Then I heard Daddy grunt and felt a hot liquid spatter down on my face. Over and over. And then he just left, as quickly and quietly as he'd appeared. He had gotten warm, salty fluid on my face, in my hair, and all over the chest of my t-shirt. I recognized it as sperm, and licked up as much as I could. Yummy. I fell asleep smiling, Daddy's cum glazing my lips. ------------ I never wore clothes to bed again after that. I slept on top of my covers. I found another nightlight and plugged it in so he could see me better. Daddy came quietly into my room every night for three weeks, drunk, and jerked off all over my face and breasts as I feigned sleep. I quickly learned how much I loved the taste of his cum. I longed for it all day long, and at night after he gave it to me, I'd spend hours licking and eating it off my tits and fingering my asshole with it. I started thinking of Daddy's jizz as my salty midnight snack. Then one night, just like that, Daddy came in and turned on a lamp. Still I pretended to be asleep; I was too nervous to open my eyes. I listened as he sucked in his breath at the sight of my massive chest in the lamplight. I listened as he jerked off on them. I listened as he grunted and came, and I listened to the splatter of his cum hitting my chin, neck and jugs. Then I listened as Daddy took several photos of my huge, freshly-jizzed jugs and my sleeping face The next night, night Daddy got even bolder. He interrupted his own cock-pumping and leaned down to suck on my nipples, each one in turn, just for a few seconds, before sliding his big finger between my pussy lips and all the way inside. He fingered me deeply for just a few seconds, chuckling at how creamy wet I was for someone who was "asleep." He'd known all along that I wasn't asleep, and I'd known that he knew, and it had made the game all the more delicious. The next night, Daddy got into my bed and positioned himself right between my legs, licking the cream right out of my pussy with his skilled tongue. The night after that, he moved up to straddle my abdomen. I listened to Daddy spit on his cock, and I laid there "sleeping" as my father plunged his rod between them and fucked my enormous breasts lustfully. His smooth, meaty tip smacked against my lips with each thrust, and when he came, he forced his long rod past my lips and unloaded on my tongue. I thought I'd died and gone to heaven. The next night I stopped pretending to be asleep. Daddy came into my room as usual and stood over the bed, pulling his erect cock out, but this time I flipped the lamp on and smiled up at him. He looked only slightly surprised as I told him I loved him, that I'd loved seeing him stroke off to me, that I went to sleep every night with my breasts on display for him, that I shaved my cunt for him, that I wanted him to teach me how to please him, that I loved his cum, that I wanted him to buttfuck me and make me his slut. "Teach me, Daddy," I whispered. We spent the whole night in bed, lights on, Daddy French-kissing my eager mouth sloppily and thoroughly, squeezing my huge tits with his strong hands, pinching my nipples, then suckling and licking them. And when he finally reached down to stroke my pussy, I came all over his hand immediately, squealing and groaning into Daddy's mouth. He didn't fuck me that night, at least not in the hole I wanted him to. Instead he started my blowjob lessons, forcing me onto the floor on my knees to suck his cock. It was my very first blowjob, and Daddy had me deepthroating him within seconds. He called me a good girl as I accepted his length down my throat. He told me how cocksucking was going to be one of my most important duties, and that if I was a good girl and practiced my cocksucking often enough, he'd let me swallow his yummy loads. He knew I was a natural when I sucked him off that first time. I loved choking and gagging on my father's dick as he facefucked me mercilessly, and I loved the huge load of sperm he treated me to at the end of it. He loved that I called it a midnight snack. (Pretty soon, every time he pushed me to my knees, Daddy would ask, roughly, "Want your midnight snack, slut?" Then he'd throatfuck me against the wall, calling me Daddy's good girl, until he blasted several salty loads down my gullet I sucked the fuck out of my dad's cock that night, and started sleeping in his bed the next night. By the end of that perfect summer, my colossal tits were spilling out of a 34K bra. I was still technically a virgin...just not an anal virgin. My Daddy was fucking me up the ass every chance he got. Daddy Can't Resist My Tight Ass Three months after my eighteenth birthday, I awoke in the middle of the night with Daddy's mouth suckling and slobbering on my nipples. I was on my back and he was bent over me, having his way with my perfect 34K breasts, pawing and stroking and licking. "Daddy?" I whispered. I'd been riding him with his dick balls-deep up my ass just two hours prior. How could he want more already? But he did. He always did. "Shh. Daddy needs his daughter's mouth, sweetheart," he moaned, releasing my heavy jugs and rolling onto his back. "Now be a good girl and suck your Daddy's big dick. Show me what a good little cocksucker you are. Daddy needs to cum, baby." I moved down and positioned by head over Daddy's crotch and began to slobber on it, making sure to get it nice and wet. Then I started sucking Daddy's 12-inch monster, slurping up and down on his fat shaft with my tight mouth. I took as much of his length into my throat as I could, then Daddy slammed my head down the rest of the way, forcing his fat cock all the way down my throat. "Good girl. Swallow Daddy. Yes, sweet girl." I sputtered and drooled and deepthroated my father's dick as I stroked his huge, cum-filled Daddy balls. He held my head down as I sucked and sucked with all my might. It didn't take him long to feed me a big load of his cum, which I gratefully swallowed. Daddy's cum was my favorite food. "Good girl. Daddy's perfect little cock gobbler. Go back to sleep, slut. You're getting buttfucked again tomorrow. You're gonna need your rest for all the assfucking you're getting tomorrow." I rolled over, sighing as I closed my eyes, practically trembling with anticipation. Buttfucked by my big Daddy. It's all we'd been doing for several weeks, since we first started fooling around on my 18th birthday. I was still being taught how to be Daddy's into perfect little anal angel. I smiled and drifted off to sleep, snuggling in the dark with my Daddy. ***** I woke up on my tummy to Daddy slurping on my asshole aggressively. The room was bright; it must've been mid-morning. Daddy must be hungry for breakfast, I thought sleepily, pushing my round bottom up into his face. He was positively devouring my asshole. It felt amazing. Daddy loved eating my ass out. Then I remembered what he had said in the middle of the night. More buttfucking today. My sphincter involuntarily clenched tightly against Daddy's probing tongue. I loved having Daddy up my ass, but that didn't mean it didn't still hurt. "It's okay, baby. Open that tiny hole back up for Daddy. Let me suck your butthole, honey. It tastes so good. Daddy needs to get his fill of your sweet bottom, and also get you ready for your ass pounding later. Or did you forget?" "I didn't forget, Daddy," I said, relaxing my anus to allow his tongue inside again. He quickly buried it deep in my butt. It felt so good...so good I started to involuntarily crave his fat cock up my ass I wanted Daddy inside me like that, up my ass to the hilt, claiming me as his, over and over again. So I relaxed into my pillow and opened my bottom further for Daddy's slobbering tongue, enjoying the thorough rimjob he was treating me to. I was such a lucky girl, getting spoiled by my father like this. I felt sorry for girls whose daddies didn't fuck them. My bottom was Daddy's kryptonite. Right now he was eating it to get me relaxed for another ass pounding. His appetite for anilingus was voracious. "I'm not gonna be gentle later, sweetie," he promised between slurps. "Not at all. I'm gonna pound this perfect bottom into submission while you scream and thrash. And you're gonna take it for Daddy, just like you always do. No matter how much it hurts." As I lay there moaning, thinking I might cum just from being Daddy's all-you-can-eat asshole buffet, he slid a finger up my ass. Then two. Then he was slamming his two fingers in and out of my rectum as hard as he could. "Time to hurt, slut," he snarled. Hurt indeed, I thought. Time to take my ass pounding from Daddy. I braced for the pain but relaxed my asshole as much as possible. As usual, I was determined to take my buttfucking eagerly and submissively. I squirmed and shivered as Daddy inserted a third finger and angrily fingerfucked my ass. I gave into it. It felt pretty good. I felt Daddy's hot breath in my ear. "Oh, so you think you're some kind of anal whore because you can take three fingers? Because you've had my dick up your ass a few times? You're not even close yet. By the time I'm done with you, honey, you'll be a certified anal whore. You'll beg on your hands and knees for a big dick up that perfect ass." Daddy finished eating my asshole with a luxurious smack, then pushed my legs together and climbed up to straddle the tops of my thighs. I felt him spitting on my asscrack, and I heard him open the lube and smear it on his cock. Then he slid his huge swollen cock right between my plump asscheeks and began to fuck them like they were tits. It felt amazing, Daddy squeezing my cheeks together and titfucking my bottom. I bet it looked fantastic, too. He fucked my cheeks like that for several minutes, gradually picking up the pace until he was fucking my crack furiously. I moaned and squealed and writhed underneath Daddy. Then, a pause. And suddenly Daddy's gigantic fat cock head was pressed against my anus, pushing its way in forcefully. I winced as I felt my asshole stretch to take Daddy's huge shaft. I was paralyzed as he slid it all the way home. Then I was pinned to the bed with my father's cock up my ass to the hilt. I could feel his balls resting against my cuntlips. I screamed. "Nooooo, Daddy!!" The pain was overwhelming. "Shut up, sweetheart. Take Daddy up your ass like a good slut. Take it, baby. Good daughters take what their daddies give them," he grunted, beginning to saw his footlong cock in and out of my ass, his strokes getting longer and longer until he was hammering his huge rod in and out as hard as he could, slamming my tight asshole with his mammoth rod til he was balls deep, almost withdrawing, then slamming it right back in. "If you didn't want to get buttfucked, you shouldn't be walking around with those huge tits and this plump little ass. This is completely your fault for having such a slut body," Daddy said as he fucked my ass. "You are asking for this, honey, every time you run around in that slutty little bikini. Every time you tease Daddy with those big titties." He buttfucked me harder and I lost my breath. I started to cry, real tears streaming down my face, but that just made Daddy pump his cock in and out of my ass even harder. "Cry all you want, honey. This is me claiming what belongs to me. My stupid, slutty daughter's tight asshole belongs to me." Daddy assfucked me expertly. I sobbed quietly and took it, my face smashed into the bed. I was face down getting my pristine ass raped by my Daddy's fat, relentless cock. And even though it hurt like hell and I wanted him to stop...I kept imagining the moment when Daddy would blast his huge load of sperm up my bottom. I wanted it and I craved it. Pretty soon, as usual, I realized how good Daddy's brutal assfucking actually felt. It was sensual and deep. His dick was so big, pushing greedily into my rectum. I felt it on my g-spot. I pushed my ass up so Daddy could fuck it deeper, and when he realized how eager I was, he reached around and began stroking my clit, cooing into my ear. I loved it when he started talking dirty. "Good girl, baby. I knew you'd love getting buttfucked by Daddy. Your asshole is so fucking tight, sweetheart. I've never fucked anything so tight in my life. Mmm. Yes. That's it. Good. Your pretty little ass was made for Daddy, little girl. Daddy's dick belongs crammed right up his daughter's ass, yeah? Does it still hurt, sweetheart? I hope it doesn't hurt too much. "You're gonna be getting assfucked by Daddy a lot, baby. I love you. I love your little asshole. Daddy loves you, honey. Do you hear me? Daddy loves his precious little girl. Daddy owns your tight little asshole, do you understand? It's Daddy's favorite thing to fuck. Daddy's dick belongs up your butt, honey. "The best daughters let their horny Daddies take out their stress on their tight little bottoms. I'm gonna fuck you up the ass every day, sweetie. Just like I have been. Gonna fucking cram it in my sweet girl. Buttfuck you till you scream for Daddy to stop. I love you, honey. Daddy loves his girl so much..." I loved this—hearing Daddy's deep voice saying "I love you" as he pounded my 18-year-old butthole, claiming ownership of my ass with every satisfying thrust. I was in heaven now, the nerve endings in my asshole responding lustily to Daddy's ass hammering. My groans of pain turned to moans of desire. I couldn't wait for Daddy's enormous rod to unload its hot spunk deep in my ass. It was my favorite part. Owned and filled up by Daddy because of how he unforgivingly fucked my bottom. I pressed my face into the bed and stuck my ass up even further, greeting Daddy's prodding dick willingly, until he let out a primal grunt and blasted a hot load deep in my ass, then another, then another. I can't think of anything more beautiful than a strict Daddy shooting loads of cum up his daughter's ass. Thankfully my daddy does it all the time. I was supposed to leave for college soon, and I planned to let Daddy use my body—my asshole, my breasts, my mouth—as often as he wanted. In return, he was leaving my cherry intact. At least he did until Christmas, when I came for my next visit...