NEW STORY TITLE: “Cum In My Pussy” Hero Daddy>>
Daddy finds daughter all tied up and saves her… sort of.
Hi, all. This story contains Incest and non-consent ahead.
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I’d been on the trucking road for 3 days before it was finally time to head back home to my daughter, Karla. I missed her like hell, even though she’d been a nightmare lately. She’d been busy studying for her college entry exams. No matter what I did around the house, I seemed to get on her nerves. Imagine my nerves with a frustrated eighteen-year-old girl stomping around the house.
We’d been arguing a lot lately. I’d been pushing her to go to college to make a better future for herself, and she was fighting me tooth and nail, saying she wanted to keep making videos online for all her fans. I tried to explain to her that TickClock, or whatever the fuck it was, was not a career, but she wouldn’t hear of it. I finally convinced her that her hundreds of fans would enjoy seeing her shake her ass on a college campus instead of just in her bedroom.
As I walked through the communal hallway of my apartment building, I saw my door wasn’t quite closed, number 2D, all the way at the end. Karla must have forgotten to close it. I opened the door and was surprised to see the living room a mess. Karla could be a brat, but she was never messy. The living room had beer bottles and popcorn all over. She’d had a party? It didn’t seem like her.
I called, “Karla?”
And then I heard her. “Daddy? Oh, Daddy, finally! Hurry, I’m back here!”
I passed the living room and the kitchen and went down the hall toward her bedroom door. I opened it, then came the shock. There she was, my little daughter, hands tied to her headboard. She was completely nude, with the exception of some words written on her chest: “Slut. Fuck Me. Whore. Cum Bucket.”
I must have been hit by a freeze-ray, because all I could do was stare. Her brown hair was a mess, covering her face and eyes, wet and sticky in places. What looked like lotion on her cheek and chin, even on her long neck. Her armpits were sweaty. Her perky breasts too were covered with lotion. Her nipples were long and hard and dark. I could tell she was cold, not just from those erect nipples, but because her bare skin had turned to gooseflesh. Her flat little tummy had a little bellybutton ring. If that counted as clothing, I suppose I neglected to consider it. Her meaty thighs were wide open. Her pussy was so smooth that I could see how bright red her lips were, red and swollen. There was white cream all over her inner thighs and pubic bone, dripping out of her battered pussy. My eyes followed her legs to her knees and down to her little feet, tied apart, toenails painted pink.
“Jesus Christ!” I turned away.
“Daddy, help me!” Karla said.
“What the hell are you doing?” I demanded, looking down the hall. “Why are you naked and tied up?”
“Daddy, I’ll tell you everything. Please just untie me.”
I hurried over, keeping my eyes averted as I untied her ankles. She groaned in relief when her legs were free and she could close them. I came up to her wrists, trying not to look at her nakedness.
“Who the hell left you like this?”
“My legs are so sore,” she said.
“Where’s the key?” I asked, realizing her wrists were bound with handcuffs, not rope.
“I, oh god,” she said.
“What?” I said, keeping my eyes on the wall.
“Daddy, it’s um…”
“What? Where is it?”
“It’s in my pussy.”
“What?” I said, turning to look at her. I could see her cream-covered tits in the corner of my eye. I was beginning to suspect it was all cum, not lotion. She was drenched. Who fucked her, the hulk?
“He put it inside me and left.”
“Who?” I asked angrily.
She sniffled. “This guy I like from school. Well, liked.”
“What’s his name? Where is he?”
“I don’t know.”
“Why the hell was he here?”
“Daddy, can we talk about it later?”
“No, we’ll talk about it now,” I said.
She took a breath and closed her eyes. “He’s just a boy you don’t know. I invited him over. I wanted to, you know…”
“No, I don’t know,” I said
“I wanted to have sex with him, okay?” she said.
My eyes burned with fury. “While you’re supposed to be busy studying, preparing for the future, you’re busy fucking?”
She opened her eyes and I saw her tears. “Yeah, well, I paid a price, because he brought his three friends over and they, all three of them…” The tears rolled down her cheeks. “They took turns on me. They fucked me senseless for hours. And then they came in my pussy, in my face, all over me. So I’m sorry, okay? I fucked up and I was punished. You don’t need to punish me too.”
“Four? All together? Oh my god. Those fucking bastards,” I said, not even knowing who I hated. “I’ll kill them. I’ll fucking tear them apart.”
“Daddy, please, get me out of these cuffs.”
“I’ll have to get my tools,” I said. “I’ll get a fucking chainsaw, cut you free, and then cut them apart.”
“Daddy, don’t.”
“Who are they? What are their names? Where do they live?”
“I’m not going to tell you if you’re going to do something crazy.”
“Tell me!” I roared.
“Daddy, please! I’ve had a really hard day. I’m so sore and tired. My pussy is aching so much. Can you please just take care of me and forget about them?”
“Forget about them?”
“It’s my fault. I led them on.”
“That’s absurd. It’s not your fault. They took advantage of you! Tell me their names!”
“Do you promise not to chase them down or something?”
“Just tell me the names.”
“Okay, okay. It was Leo. That’s the boy I invited over.”
“And?”
“And what?”
“The other three.”
“Does it matter?” she said. “I didn’t know them very well.”
“They didn’t tell you their names when they were here, before they fucked you?”
“They did.”
“So tell me the names.”
“Okay, Mike, Ralph, and Don.”
I stared at her. “The artists or the turtles?”
“The who?”
“Never mind. So Leo, Mike, Ralph, and Don? Those are the four guys who fucked you?”
“Yes. I told you, you don’t know them.”
“Okay. Tell me everything.”
“Everything?”
“Everything.”
She took a deep breath. “Fine. So this guy, Leo, I met him in my Pre-College Prep class. And I invited him over to study with me.”
“What did they look like?
“Huh?”
“I want to know his face, all their faces, skin color, hair color, height, weight, etcetera.”
“Oh, um. Well, Leo is a white guy. And Mike is Asian. Ralph is Mexican, I think. And Don is black.”
“So a diverse cast of Netflix characters fucked you?”
“Okay, I don’t appreciate your jokes. This is serious.”
“I’m sorry, I’m just angry and trying to understand who to be angry with.”
“Will you just open the cuffs?”
“I need to get a saw.” I stood and headed toward the door.
“Wait!” she cried. “Come back. Just, just, you know, get the key.”
“Huh?”
“It’s in my pussy, Daddy. Please?”
I stared at her face, trying not to let my eyes focus on her breasts or her thick thighs pinched together. But then she slowly started to open her knees, her thighs peeling apart, her red swollen pussy gaping.
“You’re not serious.”
“Can’t you just, you know, reach in and get in?”
“I can’t do that,” I said.
“But, Daddy, please, I need to get free. Can’t you just slide a finger in and get it?”
“Slide a finger in your pussy?”
“Yes. Please?”
Her request gave my eyes permission to look at her pussy. It really was red and swollen, her inner labia already parted. Cream, or cum, I supposed, covered her inside and out. She looked like she’d taken the cum of ten men, not four. I was mesmerized by her pussy. It had been many years since I’d seen a nude woman, and I certainly never thought it would be my daughter.
“Are you sure?” I asked. I wanted to get this over with, just do it, free her, and then go on the warpath.
“Yes, Daddy, please.”
I sat on the edge of the bed. Her knees opened wider. Her thigh rested on my thigh. I gulped as I kept staring at that pussy. I tore my eyes away and made eye contact.
“You wouldn’t rather I go find a saw?”
“And have a sharp blade flying back and forth over my head and sprinkling metal shavings on my face? No, I’d rather the humiliation of my daddy sticking his fingers in my pussy and fishing out the key.”
I exhaled. “Okay. I’m just going to reach in then.”
“Wait,” she said when my hand started to move between her legs. “You’re not just gonna stick your fingers in me, are you?”
“Huh? I thought you said you wanted me to get the key.”
“Yeah, but I’m not a key dish. Can you put some lube on your fingers?”
“Huh?”
She threw her neck to the side, and I realized there was a bottle of lubrication on her end table.
“You want me to use this?” I asked.
“Yes, please.”
I took the lube bottle and squeezed some into my right hand. In truth, I didn’t think she needed it. Her pussy was dripping with cum, and more than that, she was glistening with pussy juice. She really did look freshly fucked, and I bet my fingers would have glided right inside of her, not that I was looking forward to having another man’s jizz all over my hands.
I brought my hand back to her pussy lips. The tips of my fingers came closer and just barely touched her pussy lips. She jerked and I pulled my hand back.
“Daddy, it’s cold,” she said. “Can you warm it up a bit? And use a lot. My pussy is so sore. Remember, I was fucked a lot.”
“Jesus, I remember,” I said, hating the reminder.
I took some more lube, squirting it into my palm. I rubbed my hands together and exhaled a warm breath on them. Then my right hand came back to her pussy.
“Rub it in a little before you put your fingers in me, okay?” she said.
“You want me to rub your pussy?” I said.
“I want you to rub the lube in a little, yeah. Please, I’m sore, Daddy. Doesn’t my pussy look red? Can’t you tell?”
“Okay.”
I gently rested my fingers on her pussy. I couldn’t believe I was touching her like this, but I started to rub in a circle and work the lube across her lips. She exhaled and her head went back.
“Oh, that’s nice.”
“Nice?”
“Yes, sorry. The boys weren’t gentle with me.”
“Okay, I’m going to put my fingers inside now,” I said