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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      F/M
  Fandom:
      Teen_Wolf_(TV)
  Relationship:
      Sheriff_Stilinski/Stiles_Stilinski
  Character:
      Stiles_Stilinski, Sheriff_Stilinski
  Additional Tags:
      Extremely_Underage, Shotiles, Shota!Stiles, Female_Stiles_Stilinski, Hand
      Jobs, Masturbation, Come_play, Daddy_Kink, Dirty_Talk, Parent/Child
      Incest, Incest, Frottage, Come_Marking, Blow_Jobs
  Stats:
      Published: 2014-05-28 Words: 764
****** Are You My Good Girl? ******
by SheriffStilinski
Summary
     Good girl indeed.
Notes
     Okay guys. You know the drill. This is an incest fic.
     WARNING; extreme underage, parent/child incest.
     If this squicks you, please click back and enjoy the rest of your
     day/evening.
     If it is something you like, welcome.
     Also. I'm not sure what the age people started high school in the US
     but here where I live, in Australia, I started when I was twelve. So
     that's why I used that age.
"You're gonna be late for high school, baby." John breathes, hips working fast
against the tight circle surrounding his cock.
Stiles chuckles in his ear, tongue flicking against his earlobe before closing
around it with her teeth. "Then you should hurry up and come for me, Daddy. You
don't want me late for my first day, do you?"
Shaking his head on a groan, John brings his hands up, slips them easily in the
open mouth of her shirt and thumbs at the hard nipples he finds there. "Where
do you want Daddy's come, baby?"
Hand still sliding up and down the hard length of him, he watches her hike up
the plaid skirt she's wearing, bunches the fabric against her belly button with
her forearm. Using her other hand, she pulls the band of her panties out,
flashing slick folds up at him.
"Right here, Daddy." Stiles murmurs, glancing at him coyly from under her
lashes. "Wanna wear your come today, feel it soak my panties and keep me wet
all day for you."
John groans, bats her hand away from his cock and fists it himself, fucking
into the tight circle with brutal thrusts. He places the head of his cock
between slick folds, can feel the hard nub that lays there as he slides over
it. Stiles begins to whimper, grinding her hips up to meet his.
"Mm, Daddy." She whispers, fingers clenching around his arm just below his
elbow while her other hand continues holding her panties out. "Can't wait to
get to school, walk around and feel how creamy my pussy is and knowing why it's
like that in the first place. Might have to sneak off to the bathroom and
slowly fuck myself, fingers sliding your come into my hole and keeping it
there."
John gasps, pushes Stiles until her back hits the wall, one hand planted above
her head as his thrusts speed up.
"I might call you, Daddy," his daughter whimpers, eyes beginning to close as
her legs shake. "You wanna hear your baby fuck herself with the come that made
her?"
The warmth that had began at the base of his spine burns hotter, rapidly making
it's way up to his ears and down to his toes. Stiles had teased him all
morning, bouncing around in nothing but his shirt, completely bare under it and
sporting dry come between her thighs. And then she had the nerve to come
downstairs dressed like this, white button up top opened to show off her lacy
bra and short skirt just barely covering the matching panties stretched across
her ass.
John had nearly lost his mind in the corridor as she kissed him goodbye, before
making her way to the front door.
It's probably why they're fucking in the middle of the hallway door, where
anyone could see through the open curtains in the lounge room, watch him fuck
his twelve year old daughter.
It's with that thought, John comes bodily between the wet folds surrounding the
head of his cock. He groans, captures Stiles' lips in a bruising kiss that's
all teeth and tongue. He continues to thrust over Stiles' clit, his come
slicking the way when she gives out a sharp cry against his mouth, back arching
as he can feel her hole clench around nothing.
He fists his hand in her hair, yanks until her gaze is locked with his, eyes
blown wide enough that he only sees a thin circle of amber. She whines when
John slowly pulls his cock away, come smearing half the length of it. "I don't
care how you do it, but I want you to fuck yourself with my come in the
bathroom, videotape it and then send it to me. I want proof, you hear me? You
don't, I'm gonna pull you over my lap and spank you when I get home. You gonna
be good for me and do it?"
Stiles nods, licks her dry lips as her hands clench his sides. "Yes, Daddy."
"Good girl," he murmurs, releasing the hard hold he has on her hair, short
nails scrapping over her scalp soothingly. Fixing her blouse and plaid skirt
back up until it was considered appropriate for the public, he then pushes
Stiles to her knees. "Clean Daddy before you go, baby. Can't have anyone
knowing you're wasting my come, can we?"
There's a whispered no before plush lips surrounds his cock and John tosses his
head back, eyes slowly closing with every inch that sinks further into the
willing and warm mouth.
Good girl indeed.
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