When he shut his eyes he realized her bed was squeaking and shaking. He was fucking his daughter. Yet all he heard from her was heavy breathing and long, rattling whimpers. His eyes snapped open. He watched his penis slide in and out of that tight pussy. Katie’s ass was gripped in both of his palms and he was pushing her down into the mattress so that her legs flopped up and down and banged against his thighs. Katie was grunting into the mattress and her little hands were gripping her breasts.
“Anh. Katie. God. Katie-”
Katie screamed into a pillow as he laid his first smack on her rump. Dale left another red hand print on his daughter’s quivering flesh. It was all his little girl could do to keep from shouting for more. Her father was easily the biggest man she’d ever fucked and his dick was the thickest she’d ever allowed inside of her. Every time he entered her she felt filled, and the guilt he surely felt culminated in a tantric penetration that curled her toes until she finally had to arch her back and release a wounded, “Aaaawwwuuunnnhhhh… d-daddy…”
“Katie, I’m sorry,” she heard him say. She smirked to herself. Her father apologized to her while his hand was pumped her ass and his fat cock was buried in her cunt. She was sure he was real sorry. Dale’s hands roved over the flesh of her ass as if he were addicted to the springiness of her flesh. She’d never had a man pay so much attention to just the texture of her skin. It was usually her breasts, her tits. But no. Her father lovingly squeezed her thighs, gripped her round, solid buttocks and then smoothly slipped his fingers over the small of her back.
Katie wiggled her pelvis and gasped when he clutched at her hips. She wanted him to cum in her. Since Vanessa had revealed all the tawdry details of her father’s sordid desires she’d thought of her father’s semen constantly. She wanted to feel him ejaculate inside of her. She wanted her father’s seed inside her womb. It was the ultimate taboo. And she never thought he’d really do it. Her father as a sexual figure was a far-off fantasy, something he’d never do to her. Yet… the moment she’d shook him to see if he was asleep she knew she couldn’t keep herself from investigating his cock, finding it rigid in his sleep, and then sliding it down her throat.
She shivered with a new arousal of oncoming orgasm when she remembered the feeling of her father’s sperm hitting the back of her throat. She moaned as she thought of swallowing it. She had! (Her father was hitting every nerve in her vagina now.) How many other places would he want to cum? Would he be so bold as to violate her…? No, not even daddy would be so depraved.
She surprised herself by cumming again. Even Dale felt the new wave of fluid gush over his penis.
“Are you cumming, Katie?” He sounded inspired.
“Isn’t this what you wanted, daddy?” he heard her groan. “Am I a woman now, daddy?”
She felt his thrusts tingle up her spine. “Katie, agh, I’m… I’m going to cum…”
Katie could feel him at his hardest. She was fascinated by her father. Everything below his waist was a force of nature and hard as hot iron. Above, the way he bent over her, the way he lovingly stroked the skin of her back, dabbled just a little over the pucker of her asshole. The man deserved his fuck.
“Do it, daddy,” she told him obediently.
“No, Katie.” Dale sped up the pace of his thrusts. He tried to will himself to stop.
“It’s okay,” she cooed to him. “Do it. Fill me. I want you to…” Even now the force of his dick was driving her against her dark blue mattress and running painful friction over her sensitive nipples. The house was freezing but the sound of their sex took on a wet juiciness as the sweat streamed from them both (and especially where his sex met hers).
She was shocked when he pulled out of her. Dale retreated, his eyes glued to his shaft as it slipped inch by glistening inch from his daughter’s flushed vagina. He watched his Katie crumple forward to her unsteady knees. He heard her gasp.
“Why, daddy?” she mewed. “Please put it back in.”
His dick felt like the blood was screaming in his veins. Savagely, he snatched his daughter by the hips and ground his dick into the crack of her ass. Her sweaty cleft took his shaft easily and he was now shoving it back and forth, both hands squeezing her cheeks together over his cock.
Katie panted as she giggled. “You love my ass, don’t you, daddy?”
Dale groaned. “It’s perfect,” he admitted. Up and down. He watched the wet skin of his prick grind over his daughter’s buttocks.
“Are you going to cum on me?”
“Can I, Katie?”
“Of course, daddy… of course, daddy…” She lowered her head and bucked her hips in time with his thrusts. “Do you want my mouth?”
“Oh…”
“Do you want your little girl to eat your cum…?”
“Why are you doing this?”
“Why ask why?” she chided.
Without asking permission she slunk forward. She left his dick hanging in the air as she languidly turned around, let him drink in every angle of the beautiful litheness that was her toned and trained physique. She delighted in the way her breasts drooped heavily from her chest, distorting their shape from round globes into thick, pendulous teardrops. Katie let him watch, knowing he was hypnotized. Then she completed the circle. Like a cat, she crept to the edge of her bed. Lovingly, she let his cockhead glide against her chin and batted her eyes up at the man that was her father. She whispered, “feed me, daddy…” and puckered her lips. She let her jaws fall open and closed her eyes. Her tongue, like a bright red berry, slithered forward to accept his penis. Dale placed his hands on her luminous golden head.
“Katie…” In that moment Dale was transfixed by the unholy beauty of his daughter. He watched, half in horror and wholly in ecstasy as he pushed his hips forward and slipped the dick between Katie’s lips. “Suck it,” he told her. She complied. Katie closed her mouth around his cock and gently accepted it. He pushed forward. Her brow furrowed but she let him continue. He pushed forward. He felt the resistance of his daughter’s throat give way and the moist delight of her muscular tongue massage the base of his shaft. A part of him died and sprang to life anew as he half forced his daughter to bury her nose in his pubic hair. As she took his entire length into her throat, Dale announced, “I’m going to Hell!”
In response, Katie smiled and gagged. A rain of saliva poured from the corner of her mouth.
“I’m going to fuck your mouth,” Dale told her. Katie still had her eyes shut. “Tell me if it hurts. I don’t want to hurt you, baby.”
Katie pulled her mouth off her father’s shaft and gripped it in her left hand. She opened her eyes and gazed at him. “You’re not going to fuck my mouth, papa.” She jerked him hard. The look on her face was insane. “Do you really want to fuck your little girl’s mouth?”
He pulled his dick from her hand and grabbed her cheeks. He bent over and planted a forceful kiss on her mouth. She kissed him back, eager for more, eager to be treated as his sexual partner. “Are you happy?” she gasped between kisses.
“You’re exactly what I needed,” he told her.
“Oh, put it back inside me, daddy.”
“You want it in your pussy, baby?”
“Oh, yes, daddy.”
“I can’t do that.”
“Then feed me.”
He reeled back. He grabbed her head and forced his dick between her lips. She never broke eye contact. “Katie, I’m going to cum.” She stared up at her father as his dick slipped in and out of her pink lips. “Katie, I’m going to cum…” Already the base of his dick was beginning to spasm. “Katie, you can tell me to stop…” It was going to happen. He was going to shoot it down her throat. “Tell me to stop, baby.”
In response Katie closed her eyes and reached up. She grabbed the base of his dick with one hand. With the other she cradled his balls. And that was how, Dale forced to grip his daughter’s shoulders for support, Katie coaxed his cum out of his body. It came with a savage force. It ejaculated from his head, his daughter furiously pumping his shaft into her mouth. He came and he came and his eyes blurred. But not so much that he could not see the excess spunk drip from Katie’s mouth. He wanted to see her swallow it. Dale wanted to watch his daughter force his dick further down her throat so that she had no choice but to accept it into her body. Which she did. And the sound that Dale made was one building for over eighteen years. It was an animal groan, one of a mighty torrent smashing the pathetic dams of decency and restraint and he shoved his body forward so that his daughter had to let go of his penis and hold on to the back of his legs. She gagged.
But then he heard her swallow it. He heard his daughter gulp him down. His Katie, future valedictorian and hottest body their town had ever let slip from its sheets, gripped the back of his legs with a domineering strength and sucked the cum from her father’s cock. They stayed like that for lingering seconds. The monstrosity of their taboo suddenly rose from them in stinking heat. The sweat on both their bodies glistened in the dim light of her bedside lamp. Dale’s hands were dug into his daughter’s back. Her white, manicured fingers drew blood from his toned ass cheeks. He stared down at her flaring nostrils as she inhaled the thick musk of his pubic carpet, eyes locked into his stomach, her jaw relaxing and throat greedily accepting what so endlessly flowed from its bulging vein. He wanted to pull back. He wanted to say no. But he was still cumming. And his daughter wanted it all.