Daddy’s Schoolgirl Whores Herself
Chris Cartwright
Principal Weston groaned as Rachel impaled her cunt down his cock. I smiled as my newest bimbo-daughter slid her twat down his dick. Rachel would be my schoolgirl whore. If I understood how the App worked, I would be able to set her up at schools to fuck teachers and administrators.
Like this principal.
“What is going on here?” groaned Principal Weston. He was so confused. I just walked in here with one of his former students. Rachel, along with my real daughter and Sherry, had attended this high school until they graduated last year.
“An opportunity,” I said as Rachel threw a look over her shoulder at me. She had such a big, empty-headed smile. Her blonde hair, gathered in pigtails, swayed. She wore a slutty version of a schoolgirl outfit. I grabbed her tartan skirt and flipped it up, exposing her round ass.
“Ooh, ooh, such a biggie opera tuney,” cooed Rachel. “With lots of singing and music and funny times! Yay! Opera tunes!”
I smiled at her misunderstanding of such a big word. My adopted bimbo-daughter was cute. They all were. I enjoyed having my bimbo daughters. Only my real one wasn’t going to be a whore. She and her mother were all mine, but Sherry, Rachel, and even Keily were my daughter-whores. They would make the family so much money.
And have a blast doing it.
Bimbos were just so happy having sex with anyone. So why not profit from it. I never intended to walk down this path. My wife had thrust this on me, and I would enjoy every moment of it. My bimbo-family would prosper.
I pressed my cock into my adopted bimbo-daughter’s butt-crack and found her asshole. She squealed in delight as I drilled against her. Principal Weston groaned as she squirmed on his dick. Her anal ring widened and widened for my cock.
“Daddy! Daddy!” she squealed as I grabbed her pigtails. “I lovey your dickie in my assyhole!”
“I know,” I groaned as I popped into her bowels and savored that hot delight around my cock. She felt so good about me. I savored this wonderful moment of having her anal sheath devouring my cock. “You’re Daddy’s good girl, aren’t you?”
“Yesy yes, Daddy!” she moaned as I drew back my dick. She squeezed her bowel around my cock, massaging me. “Ooh, ooh, Daddy! And Princypal Weston! Yay!”
She slid her pussy up the principal’s cock. The man groaned as his barely legal former student reached the pinnacle of his dick and plunged back down him. I bet he had fantasized about fucking schoolgirl pussy for so long.
And now he could.
I knew I was enjoying this. I fucked her bowels with hard strokes. I pounded her anal sheath with everything that I had. I slammed into her asshole, loving how she gasped as she rode the principal’s dick. The man groaned as he savored that barely legal cunt riding him.
“Shit, shit, shit,” Principal Weston groaned.
“Pussy, pussy, pussy!” squealed Rachel, my hands gripping her pigtails. “Assy ass ass!”
“She’s so tight. Oh, god, she’s so tight. I’ve wanted to fuck one of the eighteen-year-old seniors, but…”
“But you were afraid of getting fired even though they’re adults,” I groaned. “Rachel won’t get you in trouble. She’s a nineteen-year-old whore that loves cock!”
“Lovey it,” she purred, her hot pussy worked up and down the principal’s dick while I fucked her asshole. “In my mouth and my buttyhole and my pussy hole! They’re so awesomey. Daddy has an amazeball dick and yours is wondermus!”
The principal groaned as she rode him faster. She worked her barely legal cunt up and down his cock. That was so hot to see. I loved it as I fucked her asshole. I pounded her backdoor, savoring every moment of ramming into her bowels.
Her hot and velvety anal sheath swelled the pressure in my nuts. I hurtled toward that wonderful moment of cumming in her bowels. It would be such an amazing moment. I couldn’t wait to flood her with everything that I had. It would be an outstanding moment fucking her toward her orgasm.
She would cum hard. She was a bimbo-slut after all. The App had rewritten her into a wanton whore who would cum over and over again. It was just spectacular to pound her asshole as she worked her hot twat up and down his dick. I savored that delight.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” I moaned. “Work that cunt up and down the principal’s dick.”
“Yesy yes, Daddy!” my adopted bimbo-daughter moaned. She squeezed her anal sheath around my dick. She held me tight as I fucked into her bowels with all that I had. I pounded her with such force. “Ooh, ooh, I’m gonna cummies!”
“Damn,” the principal groaned as she bounced faster on his dick.
“I’m gonna cummies on Princypal Weston’s cock, Daddy! Just like a goody girl should!”
“That’s right,” I groaned, slamming into my bimbo-daughter’s asshole. I buried deep and hard into her. I fucked her with force. “That’s fucking right!”
I hammered her anal sheath with powerful strokes. I buried into her again and again, loving this moment. She squeezed her asshole down on my dick. She held me tight as I hurtled toward that wonderful burst of delight. I would flood my daughter’s anal sheath with so much cum.
I pumped away at her. I fucked her bowels so hard. I loved how she gripped me. How she held me tight as I buried to the hilt in her anal sheath. She moaned louder as my nuts slapped into her taint. I gripped her pigtails.
“Fuck!” the principal grunted.
“Ooh, ooh, Princypal, all your cummies are spurtying in me! Yay!”
My bimbo-daughter plunged her cunt down the principal’s cock as I buried my dick into her asshole. Her bowels rippled around my rod as she climaxed. She squealed out in delight, her body trembling. I groaned, the pressure in my nuts exploding.
I erupted into Rachel’s bowels.
“Yesy yes, Daddy’s and the princypal’s cummies! Yay!” my bimbo-daughter moaned as I dumped my jizz into her asshole.
I erupted again and again, the pleasure slamming through my mind. It was an incredible rush having all that cum spurting into her bowels. The rapture slammed into my thoughts. Stars flashed across my vision. I groaned with each eruption, loving this bliss sweeping through me.
“Goddamn, yes!” I groaned, my dick spurting into her asshole over and over again. “Shit, shit, shit!”
I erupted so hard. I pumped all the cum I had into her bowels. It was fantastic to enjoy. I loved it so much. Stars flashed across my vision. I gripped her pigtails as her hot asshole milked my dick. She worked out all my cum. I erupted one last time, the pleasure slamming into my thoughts.
“Shit,” I panted.
“Christ, I just had sex with a former student,” panted the principal. “Holy shit.”
“Yeppers, and it was so awesomey and I loveyed bouncying on your biggie cock while Daddy butty-fucked me so hardy with his awesomey dick and I cummies so hard it was so amazeballs!” squealed Rachel in one breath.
I pulled my cock out of her asshole and said, “Principal Weston, what are two teachers here who would love to fuck barely legal schoolgirl pussy?”
“What?” panted the balding principal.
“Two teachers that you’ve seen sniffing around the eighteen-year-old senior girls.” I smiled. “Who are they?”
“Uh, Coach Jensen and Mr. Stewart,” he said swiftly. “They’ve never done anything with the senior girls that I know about, but… I’ve seen them looking. Lusting.”
“Get them in here,” I said as I helped Rachel off his cock.
My daughter threw her arms around my neck and kissed me as the principal started calling the two men into his office. I made out with my daughter, enjoying the sweetness of her mouth. She was so delicious to make out with. My hands slid down her back to her skirt. I gripped her ass through it.
“Okay, they’re on the way,” he said.
I smiled and waited for them to appear. The first to arrive was Coach Jensen. He was a ripped Black man in gym shorts and a white t-shirt, the ubiquitous whistle around his neck. Confusion rippled on his face.
“You wanted to see me?” he asked, glancing at Rachel.
She squirmed there, the perfect schoolgirl delight. Her short skirt swayed as it barely fell to cover her pussy and ass. Her tied-off top cupped her breasts. The coach smiled at the barely legal cutie. Yeah, he definitely had a thing for his eighteen-year-old.
“Damn,” he said. “Uh, what is going on here?” Wariness entered his eyes. He thought this was a trap. “Isn’t that Rachel Miller? I thought she graduated last year.”
“Hi, Coachy Jensen!” she said. “I wanna fucky you so badly!”
“What?” the Black man groaned as she licked her lips. The principal’s cum trickled down her thighs. “Goddamn, what is this.”
Just then, Mr. Stewart entered. He was a young and handsome man. The type of teacher that would have all his barely legal students panting after him. He probably had enjoyed a few of the eighteen-year-old girls from how he grinned at Rachel.
“My, my, this is interesting,” he said. “Weston, did you…?”
The principal shifted.
“Rachel, show these men your tits,” I said.
“Yes, Daddy!” Rachel grabbed the knot holding her top closed and pulled. They rustled. Then came undone. “Ta-da! Titties!”
Her boobs bounced out, round and firm. All three men groaned in delight. The principal rose, revealing his wet cock thrusting out from his fly. Coach Jensen’s cock bulged the front of his shorts. Mr. Stewart had his own tent forming in his slacks.
“$100, and she’ll suck your dicks,” I said. “At the same time. You can even jizz on her face.”
“Goddamn,” Mr. Stewart said and pulled out his wallet. He counted out some twenties and thrust them at me.
“I don’t got my wallet on me,” panted the coach. “Weston, you creep. Spot me since that’s clearly your jizz dripping out of her pussy.”
“Y-yes,” squeaked the principal as he reached into his back pocket. He handed over the money.
“He spurted so much cummies in me,” my bimbo-daughter squealed as she dropped to her knees before the coach and the teacher. “I loveyed it so muchy much. Ooh, ooh, I wanna sucky your dickies, too. Thank you for paying my daddy so I can do this!”