“Then why are your fingers trembling?”
He released her chin, but she kept her head tilted upwards, looking him in the eye. He gasped when he felt her unsnap his jeans.
“And I reach between my legs and play with my clit and cum with their cocks inside me and their finger in my ass. I scream oh daddy and think of you!”
“You don’t,” he whispered, but didn’t resist her when she pulled his zipper down and her fingers slipped into his jeans.
She caressed his cock through his boxers and he was ashamed of the pathetic whimper that emanated from him as she stroked him while her other hand slipped under his shirt and ran her nails lightly across his stomach.
“That’s why I tease you and piss you off. I want you to give it to me so bad, daddy. I used to think of you giving it to mom like that and it turned me on.” She paused, her eyes narrowed as if something dawned on her.
“Maybe that’s where it started. Maybe I felt so bad the way mom treated you that I wanted to give you the chance to take it out on me. I told you I’d take one for the team.”
“Cassie, stop.” He put his hands over hers.
“Daddy, you’re hard and I’m so wet I soaked through my shorts. There’s no other little girl or daddy here to get us like this so why don’t you just admit you want to fuck me?”
“Because I don’t!” With what felt like the last of his willpower he pushed her hands from his crotch. “I… I admit maybe I thought of you once or twice, but I’d never…”
“Never what? Give me what I want?” Cassie sighed. “Okay, daddy, you want to say you don’t want me, that’s fine. I’ll get up and leave.”
“You will?” He found he wasn’t as relieved as he should be.
“Yes, but I’m not quitting this. If you won’t fuck me then I’ll keep finding guys to be my daddy.”
“You’ll never do this again.” He corrected her. “If you do, I’ll throw you out.”
“Then I’ll really need the money and have to suck as much dick as I can.”
He closed his eyes. “What the hell is the matter with you? Why do you keep pushing me?”
“Because I’m your bitchy daughter who takes after your bitchy wife.” She leaned into him and he felt her nipples pressing into him even through their clothing.
“Guess nothing’s changed for you, has it?” She asked, her eyes on his and her expression so serious, he took the bait.
“What’s that mean?”
“You’re weren’t man enough to put mom in her place and you’re not man enough to do it to me.”
“What did you say?” His voice trembled as he spoke and he felt as if he were ready to explode.
“I said you’re not man enough to be in control. You let mom, and now me, run all over you. All you were with mom was talk and with me? You have to settle for girls you pay to let you have them.”
“You…”
“I mean Jesus, dad, Mom ended up with a guy my age because even he was more of a man than you.”
“How fucking dare you!” Darren shouted, and grabbed her by the shoulders, shaking her. “Take it back!”
“She was getting better dick from a kid than she was from you and I’m getting dicked by every guy your age who has enough money to afford me.”
“Shut the fuck up, Cassie!” He bellowed, his open hand cocked back to give her the slap he should have given her a long time ago, but she still wouldn’t back down.
“Look at you, hard and with your daughter offering herself to you and you’re still scared. Maybe I’m better off with other guys who can actually take a woman. Hey, its what you drove mom to do.” She flashed the smirk. “You know what they call guys like you, dad? Cucks.”
He was squeezing her shoulders hard enough to make her wince, but the smirk was still there. “Maybe next time I have a John I’ll invite you so you can see what a real man’s like.”
“I’ll show you a real man, you little fucking slut!” Darren snarled and spun her around so her back was to him.
Cassie yelped in surprise when he showed her, causing her bend over the bed. She started to push herself up, but Darren wrapped his hand in her long hair and pushing on the back of her head, held her down.
“Stay there!” He snapped and grabbing the edge of her lace shorts yanked them down over her ass.
“You don’t listen do you? You wouldn’t get dressed, wouldn’t leave and of course you never shut up!”
He pushed her shorts down past her mid thighs so her ass was exposed and lifting his hand high over his head delivered a slap to her left cheek. The sound was like a gunshot in the room and he’d slapped her so hard his own palm stung at the impact.
Cassie’s squeal of pain sent a thrill through him and lifting his hand, he struck her other cheek just as hard.
“Ow!” Cassie cried out into the bed. “That really hurts!”
“Its supposed to you!” Darren stared down at her ass and the sight of a red imprint of his hand on each of her perfect ass cheeks, sent him over the edge.
“This is what you wanted, isn’t it? To get what you deserve?” In rapid succession he slapped each of her cheeks several times, short sharp smacks that elicited a series of high pitched cries from Cassie that were music to his lust crazed ears.
“Think those assholes spank you? You don’t know what a real spanking is, but I’m going to show you.”
Darren took a deep breath and went to town, delivering a series of much harder smacks than the last few. He lifted his hand higher to really put something into it and was slapping her right cheek, then swinging backhanded to catch the left.
The room was full of the incredibly exciting sound of his hard palm striking his daughter’s soft ass and her cries and squeals of pain.
“Daddy stop!” She called out. “I’m sorry, daddy! I… I’m sorry!”
“Not yet you’re not! You pushed me for a long time, little girl. Now you’re going to learn what sorry really is!”
He kept spanking her, ignoring the stinging in his palm and her protests. Cassie was wiggling her increasingly red ass and lifting her feet one by one as if she were trying to run from him. She tried to push up on the bed, but stopped when he twisted his hand in her hair, making her cry out.
She stretched her arms out on the bed, gripping the edge of it, her knuckles turning white as she squeezed it while yelping and whimpering in pain. Darren’s right hand was stinging like a bitch and placing it in the middle of Cassie’s back, he gave her a few smacks with his fresh left hand.
Cassie was moaning and making pathetic whining noises as he continued to punish her and her ass not only featured his hand prints all over it, but he’d slapped her so many times, the imprints of her fingers were turning into welts.
He stopped slapping her ass and began fondling it. He slipped his hand over her cheeks, noting how warm her red swollen skin was. He also noticed how soft and firm her ass was. Cassie whimpered as he gave each cheek a hard squeeze.
“Please stop, daddy.” She moaned. “I’ll be good, I promise.”
“You don’t know how to be good.” He lifted his hand from her back, but she remained still on the bed, her head turned to the side and her eye turned to watch him. There were tears of pain on her cheek and that sight, like that of her swollen beaten ass caused his cock to ache even more.
Darren pushed his jeans and boxers down and his cock sprang free, pre cum flying from the tip to land on Cassie’s red ass. Holding his cock he slapped it hard on each of her cheeks and when she moaned and shook her ass, he repeated it.
He stared transfixed by the sight of his long thick cock lying along his daughter’s freshly spanked ass. Darren released his cock and grabbing her ass cheeks spread them open. He stared at her rose bud then the pink slit beneath it.
He shoved his hand roughly between her legs and Cassie moaned as her father’s fingers pushed through her pink lips.
“You’re fucking wet,.” he whispered.
Not just wet, but sopping. His daughter’s pussy was all but dripping and her words came back to him. They were the only ones here. She was wet for him. Wet for her father, and still wet after taking a spanking that could easily be described as a beating.
The idea that she hadn’t been lying, or mocking him, that she really wanted him, caused a wave of lust to flow through him. With no hesitation, he pushed his cock between her legs, through her smooth moist lips and pushed the tip inside her.
“Daddy, no!” Cassie cried out. “Please don’t! I… I was only teasing, Please don’t… Oh, fuck!”
Cassie squealed when Darren pulled his hips back and entered her so hard, the mattress moved a few inches.
“Oh, goddamn.” Darren moaned as he felt his daughter’s tight cunt spreading around his long thick cock. Her pussy was not only the wettest he’d ever felt, but hot and so goddamn tight.
And it was hers. He was inside his daughter. The thought should have appalled him. Instead it sent his hips into a frenzy.
“Ow, ow, oh… God, daddy!” Cassie yelled as her father fucked her with long hard strokes each one delivered with as much force behind it as he could muster.
“What’s the matter, little girl? You can’t handle the fucking your bratty ass and smart mouth has been begging for?”