I was kneeling in my daddy’s office in my torn pantyhose and my gray business skirt hiked over my waist. My pink blouse was open, my round and perky tits out in all their nineteen-year-old perfection. I had my mouth wrapped around Daddy’s cock, nursing his dirty dick clean of my asshole.
Just like a daddy’s girl should. And I was the best daddy’s girl ever. I was so glad that I had come to live with Daddy. It wouldn’t just be for the summer while my mom was off on her honeymoon with her new, lame husband. Oh, no, I would stay with daddy forever and ever.
Daddy was looking at my phone as I sucked his cock, reading all those helpful Instagram suggestions. My girlfriends had not been useful. Lily and Veronica had both blocked me over jealousy that my daddy was a hunk who I was fucking and their dads were old and gross. But the guys all showed me just what to do.
@pusscatlover, @antonmax, @machoc, @devinator, and @shaneroberts12 were all the best. Those guys showed me just what I had to do to love my daddy and be the best daddy’s girl ever. That was why I came to his work at Trans-Pyramid Holdings to prove to Daddy just how much I loved his cock.
He had such a yummy dick flavored by my sour asshole. I stared up at him, his chest rising and falling in his light-blue dress shirt, his tie discarded. He was so handsome. The wings of gray streaking from his temples only made him more distinguished and experienced.
That much more of a sexy daddy.
“You’ve been doing everything that they post?” he asked me.
I slid my mouth off his cock and moaned, “Sure! They’re great suggestions.”
“This is insane, Shanice,” he said. “It’s like their comments are controlling you. Changing you. That can’t be possible.”
I just shrugged and licked at the base of his cock, savoring the strong taste of my asshole there. That earthy flavor made me shudder. My naughty pussy clenched while more of his cum bubbled out of my asshole.
“They changed you,” he muttered. “You weren’t like this when you arrived. It’s like…” He shook his head. “That’s really not possible.”
“What does it matter, Daddy?” I asked. “I love you and your cock. I’m your girl. I want to have your baby.”
He groaned. “Fuck. This is so… So… Fuck.”
“Daddy, I love you. This isn’t wrong because I’m a daddy’s girl. We’re allowed to commit incest with the man we love.”
He squeezed his eyes for a second. Then he grabbed his phone and started messing around with it. I just licked back up to the crown of his dick and then sucked his cock into my mouth. My lips slid over his cock, the flavor of his precum mixing with that sour musk of my ass. I groaned as I sank lower and lower down his dick, his tip rubbing against the roof of my mouth.
Daddy handed me my phone. I took it in one hand as I nursed on his big dick. I glanced at the Instagram post, eager to see what new comments had appeared. I suckled, my cheeks hollowing with the force of my suction.
“That’s so hot that you’re sucking your dad off after he fucked you in the ass,” @devinator posted. He was a cute guy at my college.
“God, you’re such a slut for your daddy, @shanicutie!” @shaneroberts12 typed. He was another guy I knew from school.
Then a new comment appeared, just posted, from @frankamitchel. That was Daddy! “Stop sucking my cock, stand up, and hop on one foot before me.”
I ripped my mouth off Daddy’s cock. It was such a great idea. I stood up before him, my blouse rustling and my firm boobs jiggling. They bounced with all my youthful perfection. I stood on my right foot and began hopping.
That made my tits heave. Daddy stared at me as I gripped my phone and smiled at him. I had to fight my balance, but I was committed to hop on one foot for my daddy. He shook his head in disbelief, his brow knitting.
My phone chimed with an Instagram notification. A new comment.
“Take a pic of yourself and post it,” @machoc posted.
I stopped hopping on one foot and opened the camera app through Instagram. I aimed it at myself, posing and showing off all my naked perfection. I put on just the most appropriate expression, lips pouty and looking so sexy.
“What, no!” Daddy said, gasping. “Don’t do that.”
“Daddy, it’s such a great suggestion,” I said and then snapped the pic. I posted it. My naked body loading onto the screen. All the guys would love it.
DING!
New comment.
“You will only listen to my comments from now on,” @frankamitchel typed. “You won’t listen to any other comments. Only mine. You’re a daddy’s girl, after all, and I’m your daddy. Now delete that pic.”
I did, beaming at him. “Thanks, Daddy. I would have gotten in trouble with Instagram for that one.”
“@frankamitchel, well played,” commented @machoc next. “Enjoy your daughter.”
“Take another photo!” @antonmax groaned. “I missed it.”
My brow furrowed. “No way! Why should I show you my cute bod? It’s for Daddy only!”
Daddy grinned. “@shanicutie, you don’t need to be on Instagram at all. Just do what I tell you and everything will be fine.”
“You’re right, Daddy,” I said and closed the app. Then I set my phone down. I didn’t need Instagram at all. Why did I even care about it? I used to feel like it was the most important thing in my life, but everything would be fine without it. I had my sexy daddy.
“When I picked you up at the airport, your phone was broken,” Daddy said. “How did that happen?”
I thought back to the plane ride. It had been so long and boring from the East Coast out to California. I had spent much of it on my phone or watching movies. “I’m not sure,” I said, struggling to remember. “It just… There was…” My mind felt all foggy for a moment, smothered by something. I shook my head to clear it. “It just broke.”
He swallowed. “You’ll do anything I tell you, won’t you?”
“Of course,” I said. “I’m your girl, Daddy. I love you.”
He glanced at the door. “Straighten your clothing, go home, and have dinner ready for me at six-thirty.” He closed his eyes, his cock thrusting out of his boxer’s fly, twitching. “Wear only an apron.”
I squealed in excitement. “I will, Daddy!”
I wanted to kiss him so much, but he didn’t tell me to do that. I hummed as I buttoned up my blouse and then shoved down my skirt. I snagged my phone as I raced around his desk and hurried to the door.
“I’ll make the best dinner ever,” I said, a shudder racing through me. “Ooh, you’ll love it. I’ll do what Mom never did: be a good wife.”
“Fuck,” he said, closing his eyes. For a moment, he looked sick, like he had done something wrong.
I would have to make sure it was an amazing dinner to cheer him up.
I slipped out into the office, humming to myself. My phone kept chiming with Instagram messages, but I ignored them. They weren’t important. I was glad I didn’t run into the creepy guy who worked in the office this time, thank god.
Daddy’s cum felt so naughty filling my butt-crack as I rode the elevator down. I squirmed out on the street waiting for my Uber to show up and drive me home. My hips rocked back and forth while I hummed. Then I squirmed on the car ride, feeling the back of my skirt getting all sticky.
“I’m going to make my daddy a yummy dinner,” I told the driver. “He’s going to love it.”
“Uh-huh,” the driver said, his hand drumming on the steering wheel to the rock music he was playing at a low volume.
“Oh, yes, he’s going to love it. You’ll see. It’ll be an amazing dinner.”
He nodded, staring ahead.
“I’ll just blow away his mind. Looking so sexy.”
“Wait, sexy?” the guy said.
“That’s the apartments,” I said, beaming. “Ooh, he’s going to love it.”
The driver gave me a strange look as he pulled up to the curb before my new home. I slipped out and headed inside. I rode the elevator up to the penthouse where I lived with Daddy. In no time, I was up at the top of the building, the Pacific Ocean so blue out the living room windows.
I had hours to kill before I could start cooking. I wanted to make Daddy the best dinner ever. So I made an inventory of what was on hand and planned it out. I found chicken breasts and some marinade. I cut those up into strips and started soaking. He had lots of vegetables and a packet of stir-fry noodles.
I made all the prep way too early, but I was just excited. After a small salad for lunch, I had so much time to kill. I flounced on the couch and started playing Bejeweled. I loved the puzzle game. Instagram kept chiming.
I kept ignoring it. Maybe I should just delete the app?
I tried, but would you believe my phone said it couldn’t? Oh, well, I turned off the notifications and just ignored it.
Finally, it was time. After showering, I headed naked through the penthouse and pulled on the apron I’d found. I drew it on. It just covered my breasts, my boobs swaying as I moved. My nipples moved beneath the material and sometimes poked out into view. I knotted the ties just above my ass into a cute bow, the tails dangling down over my hot ass.
Pussy cream dripped down my thighs as cooked the stir fry. I kept glancing at the clock. It was almost six-thirty as I was finishing up. The food smelled delicious. The large wok I cooked in was steaming. I stirred up the food with the spatula then pulled it off the heat.
The elevator doors whisked open. I squealed in delight.
“Daddy!”
I whirled around and flounced to him. He dropped his briefcase at the sight of me, his left hand loosening his tie. He stared at me in my apron, my young titties bouncing beneath it. He swallowed, his dark eyes locked on me, a smile growing on his lips.
“I am so going to hell,” he groaned.
“We can go together, Daddy!” I squealed and threw my arms around his neck and kissed him.
His arms went around me. His hands grabbed my naked asscheeks. He squeezed me and pulled me tight against him. His tongue thrust into my mouth while his five o’clock shadow rubbed on my face. I savored the feel. That manly roughness.
I groaned, melting against him. My pussy clenched. Juices ran down my thighs from my shaved twat. I shuddered at how naughty I felt. My entire body was on fire. This was so incredible. I loved every moment of it.
Finally, he broke the kiss. “That smells good.”
“Mmm, go sit down, and I’ll bring you your plate,” I told him. “Beer?”
“Yes,” he said, giving my ass a final squeeze. “You’re really happy.”
I beamed at him. “I’ve never been so happy.”
“Me, either,” he groaned. I could feel his hardon.
I broke away from him and whirled around. I felt his eyes on my cute ass the entire way to the kitchen. I loved the open floor plan that let him watch me as I reached the wok on the stove and started plating our food. I piled his full, but only put half on mine.
I whirled around, the apron flaring up before me. Was it enough for Daddy to get a glimpse of my dripping pussy? I hoped so.
He had already sat down, his fingers loosening the top two buttons of his blue dress shirt. Humming, I sat down the plate before him then took the seat to his right, my titties jiggling beneath the apron. My nipples burst with sparks that shot down to my juicy cunny. The wooden seat felt cool on my ass.
“This smells great,” Daddy said. “Damn, you are a good cook. That’s the one thing your mother did well.”
“She did teach me a thing or two,” I said.
He glanced at me. “And I can’t wait for dessert.”
A shudder ran through me. I was so glad to be on the menu for my daddy.
With chopsticks, we ate the stir fry. Daddy talked about his day, and I listened with rapt attention. I grimaced when I heard what that creepy guy had done after I left. I was glad he was a fuck up. The way he had leered at me…
I was only nineteen!
Guys that age shouldn’t look at me.
Not if they weren’t my daddy.
The food was delicious. The soy sauce and the other seasoning imparted this wonderful sourness to it while the sweeter marinade of the chicken gave a wonderful counterpoint. I was full when I had finished off my plate, but Daddy wanted seconds.
But, really, he just wanted to stare at my cute ass as I dished it up for him.
Finally, Dinner was done. Daddy nursed his beer while I washed all the dishes. He worked all day at the office. It was my job to take care of our home. I felt like such a fifty’s housewife as I did it. That turned me on so much. I was doing this all because I loved Daddy and wanted to make his life easier.
After all, he took care of me.
Finally, he swooped in and picked me up in his strong arms. I gasped as he hefted me with ease. I threw my arm around his neck and stared up at him with such delight, my blonde hair rustling. He stared down at me, his eyes hungry.
“I’m going to lick that naughty pussy,” he groaned. “You’ve been marinating all day since you left my office, haven’t you?”
“Uh-huh,” I moaned as he headed down the hallway. We passed my room and then were at his. “My cream is ready for you to devour. I hope you enjoy your dessert, Daddy.”
“I plan on it,” he growled.
I shuddered as he placed me down on the bed and then stood there and undid the cuffs of his shirt before working off the other buttons. My thighs pressed tight together, my clit pulsing. I watched Daddy strip naked, my lusts for him swelling.
He had stayed in shape. He worked out, and it showed. His body was all wonderful muscles. So nice and lean in all the right places. I bit my lower lip as Daddy worked down the buttons of his shirt until he shrugged out of it, wearing just a stretchy, white tank top beneath.
He popped that off and I groaned, “Such a hot bod, Daddy! Ooh, you’re a hunk.”
He grinned at me. “Glad you approve. You have a gorgeous figure. When I saw you at baggage claim, I couldn’t believe how much you had developed.”
“Mmm, I have tits now,” I said, sliding my hands up the front of the apron to squeezed them through the cloth. “I’m all mature and ready to be bred by you, Daddy.”
He groaned at those words. This look in his eyes made me shiver. My pussy clenched. I was so ready to be bred by my daddy. To be ravished by him. I licked my lips, my heart pounding such a wild beat in my chest.
He undid his belt and then opened the fly of his gray slacks. He shoved those down and his boxers came into view. His cock tented the front. I bit my lip, my pussy burning with such passion. I wanted daddy to fuck me so hard. I wanted him to do such naughty things to me.
I was so ripe and ready to be taken hard by my daddy. So eager for him to do all the wicked things a man did with the woman he loved.
“Daddy,” I groaned as he shoved down his boxers. “Your cock is beautiful.”
His dick bounced as it came free of his boxers. It swayed before him. Precum dripped from the tip. He straightened, his balls hairy. I bit my lower lip and moaned with all the girlish lust I had. I craved that dick more than anything in the world.
I ached for his dick to be in me. For him to pump away at me. It would be glorious to have Daddy on me, breeding me, but he stared at me with such hunger. He wanted to feast on my youthful body. To just devour me.
I shuddered as he advanced on the bed. I quivered there, my cunt on fire. I was so ready to have this sexy moment. For Daddy to make such sweet love to me. It would be amazing. A smile spread on my lips.
Then he was on the bed, his cock swaying, His hands grabbed my thighs, stroking them. I groaned at the heat that rushed through my body. My pussy clenched. I whimpered as I stared up at him, my heart pounding a mile a minute.
“I’m yours, Daddy,” I whimpered. “Love me. Fuck me. Breed me. Devour me. Do whatever you want to me.”
“Shanice,” he groaned, this passion twisting over his face. “God, you’re amazing. I shouldn’t do this, but… I can’t resist you. You’re too fucking sexy.”
I beamed at him. “Every daddy should have a sexy daughter to love.”
“Yes,” he growled and ducked his head down.
He kissed me with hunger. I groaned at his weight on me. It was such a delight. His tongue thrust into my mouth. I groaned, my tongue meeting his. They danced around each other. They swirled and played. It was such a wicked treat. I groaned, kissing Daddy back with all the passion that I had for him.
He was amazing. I loved him so much.
He groaned as his tongue danced around in my mouth. He kissed me with all this wonderful passion. I shuddered beneath him, my nipples throbbing against the fabric of the aprons. His hands slid over the cloth, caressing my sides, working higher and higher.
He cupped my breasts.
I whimpered in delight as he kneaded my round titties through the apron. My toes curled. A hot shiver raced through my body. Daddy kissed me with hunger as he squeezed me through the apron. He groped my boobs. My nipples throbbed.
I whimpered. Moaned. I loved every second of Daddy kissing me. My arms went around his body, my hands roaming his strong back. I squirmed on the bed, the heat building and building and building in my pussy.
That molten desire to cum swelled in me. I would have such a huge orgasm. I couldn’t wait for the pleasure to burst out of me. It would be incredible. I shuddered as Daddy’s whiskers rasped on my lips. I trembled beneath him, his cock nudging into my stomach.
Separated only by that thin apron.
He broke the kiss, panting, “Damn, Shanice, you’re intoxicating.”
“And you’re amazing,” I moaned. “You’re so sexy, Daddy. Make a baby in me. A daughter.”
He groaned and kissed me again.
I closed my eyes, the naughty thoughts dancing in my mind. My pussy ached. I was made to have babies. My daddy’s babies. My pussy ached to be filled with his cum. To have his incestuous seed shoot into me and fill me to the brim. It was fantastic.
I shuddered, my tongue dancing with his. I kissed him with hunger. My fingernails bit into his back. I clawed him as I shuddered beneath him. My nipples throbbed as his digits brushed them as he kneaded my firm titties.
He loved my breasts with his hands as his tongue danced through my mouth. I whimpered beneath him and sucked on his tongue. He groaned and then pulled his lips from mine. Spittle connected us for a moment then snapped.
“Goddamn,” he groaned and nuzzled his lips into my neck.
I shuddered as he nibbled on my throat, his whiskers rasping against my silky and sensitive skin. A shudder raced through my body. This was perfect. Amazing. I loved every moment of it. My heart pounded in my chest as Daddy loved me.
He sucked at me.
I squeezed my eyes shut as the pleasure spilled over my mind. My brain drank it in. All those naughty neurons in my mind absorbed them. I shuddered at how wonderful I felt. I brimmed with such excitement.
“Oh, Daddy,” I moaned. “Oh, Daddy, yes.”
He kissed and nibbled at me. He suckled at my neck as his hands pushed the apron together. The fabric slid into the valley of my breasts, my nipples tingling from the caress. Then my breasts were free. They jiggled.
His hands grabbed them. He cupped them and kneaded them. His fingers dug into them my flesh. I groaned and shuddered. His digits grasped my nubs and twisted them. He twerked them with such wicked force. It was fantastic to enjoy. I sighed at it, my mind drank in the wonderful delight as he kissed down my neck.
He reached my collarbone, his lips nibbling there. I whimpered and moaned, my pussy on fire. My cunt clenched from the delight. He twerked my nubs, sparks flaring and showering down to my twat. I loved it.
“Oh, Daddy, yes!” I moaned.
“Mmm, Shanice,” he panted. “My cute Shanice.”
I was cute.
His lips were hot as he moved down my chest to the slope of my right breast. He smooched up it as his fingers twisted my nipples. My legs rubbed tight together, my clit throbbing. Aching. Begging to be touched. Toes curled. Whimpers escaped my lips.
His mouth kissed nearer and nearer to my nipple. My anticipation swelled. My eagerness for Daddy to suckle from my tit grew. His lips kissed and smooched higher and higher. Then he pulled his fingers away.
Replaced them with his lips.
“Daddy!”
My gasp echoed through his bedroom—our bedroom—as he suckled at my nub. My nipple felt so wonderful in his mouth. Better than those dumb boys I had wasted my time with. Daddy sucked with bold skill. With knowledge. My eyes rolled back in my head.
The bed creaked as I squirmed. My legs twitched as I daddy sucked. My pussy grew hotter and hotter, juicier and juicier. Stars twinkled on the edges of my vision. I groaned, feeling the pressure growing in the depths of my body.
The core of my femininity.
“Daddy,” I moaned. “I’m so glad I’m your woman.”
He ripped his mouth off my nipple. “Yeah,” he croaked. “I’m glad, too.”
He sucked my other nipple into his mouth. He nursed on it. I gasped at how amazing that felt. My eyes squeezed shut. The pleasure burst from my naughty nub as he suckled on me. His tongue danced around it, bringing me closer and closer to that wonderful orgasm.
And he hadn’t even touched my pussy yet.
His strong lips nibbled and sucked on my nub. He showed me all his prowess. All the skill he had. Mom was such an idiot for not holding onto this hunky man. Lucky me, I had him. I would never let my daddy go.
“Yes, yes, yes!” I moaned. “Oh, Daddy, you’re making my pussy all juicy. Ooh, I’m baking such a yummy pie for you to devour.”
He winked at me and suckled hard.
“Daddy!”
The pleasure shot through my body wit his every suckle. It was an amazing delight to experience. I loved every moment of it. I savored the delight of his mouth nursing on my nipple. My back arched as I squirmed through this wonderful bliss.
“Oh, yes, yes, Daddy,” I moaned. “Mmm, just like that. Keep sucking just like that.”
Then he grabbed the apron and pushed it up my stomach. He bunched it beneath my breasts as he nursed hard on my nipple. He suckled with such passion. Then he popped his mouth off. My tit quivered, saliva running down my boob.
He pushed down the bed. He went lower and lower, hunger in his eyes. He kissed at my bare stomach. I gasped at how warm his lips were. He smooched lower and lower, going slowly, savoring teasing me. My back ached and legs twitched.
“Oh, my god, Daddy,” I whimpered. “That’s good. That’s so good.”
“What’s it doing to your pussy?” he asked.
“Makes my cunt ache, Daddy. For you. Your cock. I need your cock in me.”
“After I’ve had my dessert.”
“Yes!”
He kissed lower and lower. He reached my bellybutton and then circled it. He kissed at the edge of my navel. It was a wonderful delight to experience. His tongue flicked around it. My face scrunched up at what he did. Then he thrust his tongue into my divot.
“Daddy!” I squealed and burst into gigglish laughter.
I couldn’t help it as his tongue danced around in my bellybutton. His hands stroked my sides while peals of delight spilled from my lips. My body twitched and my boobs jiggled. I tossed my head, blonde hair dancing around my face.
My pussy clenched, drinking in that wonderful sensation. My hands grabbed the comforter as I struggled to breathe through the laughter. Darkness fuzzed across my vision. Stars danced in the shadows.
“Dad… dy…!” I panted.
He pulled lips away.
I sucked in breaths, drawing in the air. My vision cleared while my pussy clenched. His hands grabbed my thighs and pushed them apart now. I felt my pussy lips separating. Daddy breathed in my tangy musk. He groaned as he stared down at my shaved twat.
“Yes, yes, yes!” I moaned. “That’s my barely legal pie, Daddy! Eat it. Enjoy your dessert.”
“You have such a yummy smelling pie,” he groaned and buried his face into my twat.
I gasped at his whiskers’ rasp. He had more stubble than at his office. I gasped as the roughness massaged my pussy lips. My toes curled, the heat racing through my body as he kissed up and down my slit. He brushed my clit.
Sparks burst.
I was so close to cumming already, primed by his foreplay. Now his tongue slid up my slit, touching all my excited bits of my pussy lips. They burst with pleasure. I shuddered at how amazing that was. This wicked heat washed through me.
My thighs rubbed together. I felt so alive right now. So wonderfully on fire. I bit my lower lip, the heat swelling inside of me as daddy licked and lapped and caressed my folds with his tongue. He brushed my clit.
“Fuck, Daddy!” I gasped and came.
My pussy convulsed. Juices gushed out. Daddy groaned as he licked up the flood of my cream. Rapture washed throughout my body, spilling out of my climaxing cunt. The bliss swept over my mind and drowned my thoughts.
“Oh, Daddy, yes, yes!” I howled, my thighs squeezing about his head, pinning him to my pussy.
His tongue licked and lapped at my twat. He caressed me with hungry passion as the pleasure rippled out of my cunt over and over. I gasped as he thrust his tongue into my spasming depths, my walls rippling around him.
My moans echoed through our bedroom. I arched my back, the sheets sticking to my skin. My hands grabbed my breasts, squeezing my tits as my orgasm kept going and going. New waves of rapture swept through me from Daddy’s licking tongue.
He brushed my clit.
I came a second time.
“Oh, my god, Daddy!” I gasped, my body bucking. “Oh, yes, yes!”
His tongue was everywhere. He licked my labia, caressed my clit, and plundered my depths so fast. His hands slid beneath my rump, gripping my ass as he devoured my cunt. My fingers dug into my tits as my second orgasm drowned my mind in even more ecstasy.
Pleasure smothered my thoughts. I just shuddered on the bed, whimpering and groaning as Daddy ate me out. He devoured me with such passion. My face scrunched up as I enjoyed every moment of his tongue licking and lapping at my pussy.
Then he flicked up to my clit and sucked on it.
“Daddy!” I howled and climaxed a third time.
My entire body spasmed. Legs twitched and fingers dug hard into my tits. A tsunami of bliss slammed through my body. The ecstasy crashed into my mind. I gasped at how amazing it was. Currents of rapture swept over my thoughts, spinning me into turbulent bliss.
“Shanice,” he groaned between suckles.
“I keep cumming, Daddy! You’re amazing!”
“Good!”
He nipped my clit with his teeth. Not hard, but the sudden, sharp pressure exploded through me. A gale of ecstasy, my fourth climax, howled through my body. Winds of rapture scoured my mind. I thrashed on the bed now, hands releasing my tits.
It was more pleasure than I thought I could have. My pussy convulsed, aching for his cock to slam into me. I needed him to fill me up with his cock. My spasming pussy ached for it, but Daddy drank my tangy cream.
He licked and lapped, his whiskered cheeks rubbing on my hot flesh. His tongue scooped up my cream. My toes curled as the pleasure reached this wonderful peak. I hit it and floated on the bliss, so happy.
“Daddy,” I cooed. “Oh, Daddy.”
“God, what a delicious pie you made,” he growled. He licked my slit again. “Just a tasty dessert.”
“I’m so glad you enjoyed my cunt, Daddy,” I mewled, my orgasms finally dying down.
“What a treat,” he said. “Makes me ache for more.”
“Have all you want, Daddy. Whenever you want or need my pie, it’s yours to feast upon.”
“But I need a different treat.” He rose up me, his hands stroking my sides.
I blinked, my eyes focusing on him. He hovered over me, his chin dripping in my pussy cream. I smiled at the naughty sight. A tremble rippled through me. This aching need for Daddy to kiss me. To seal those wonderful lips on my mouth and make me shudder in delight.
“I have all the treats you could crave, Daddy,” I moaned.
He kissed me with lips stained in my tangy juices. I savored them as his weight settled on me. His cock rested on my pubic mound, hard and throbbing. I kissed him with such hunger, my body on fire. I needed him in me. Needed him fucking me so badly.
I caressed his back as he shifted his cock. He maneuvered the tip, sliding it over my shaved pubic mound until he found the top folds of my pussy. He slid down my labia, brushing my clit. Sparks flared. I whimpered.
Then he came to a rest at the entrance to my fertile pussy. I had thrown away my birth control pills. I was so ready to be bred by my daddy. So eager to have his child.
“Daddy,” I whimpered. “Do it. Please, please, enjoy my pussy. It’s all yours.”
“Goddamn,” he growled. “I’m such a bastard for taking advantage of you.”
“But you’re not. I want this, Daddy.”
He stared down into my eyes, searching them. I let him read all the love I had for him. He groaned, squeezing his shut, and then he thrust his cock into me.
I gasped as his big, incestuous shaft plunged into my quivering pussy. My juicy flesh still tingled from my orgasm, extra-sensitive. His cock felt amazing sliding into me. A little wave of delight, almost climactic, rippled through my body.
My cunt clenched down on him. I savored the feel of his cock reaching deep into me. He filled me up. I quivered there, my cunt on fire. The delight of being penetrated swept through my body. It was amazing to enjoy.
He bottomed out in me. My pussy held every inch of my daddy’s cock. A wonderful burst of celebration washed through me. It was such an incredible experience to have Daddy in me. I closed my eyes, a big smile spreading on my lips.
“Oh, daddy, yes,” I moaned. “Oh, isn’t that just amazing? Isn’t my pussy just wonderful?”
“Uh-huh,” he panted as he stared down at me. His eyes were so wild. So full of all this passion.
“See,” I purred. “Not taking advantage of me at all.”
“Yeah,” he breathed. “That’s right. Not at all. I didn’t do this to you.”
He drew back his hips. I gasped, my cunt clenching down on his cock. I held him tight, reveling in the thickness of him. In his wonderful girth. He slammed back into me. He buried to the hilt in my cunt. He felt amazing in me. It was such an amazing treat. I loved the feel of his cock plunging away at me.
He pumped away at me over and over again. He slammed his cock into my pussy, driving me towards another orgasm. I squeezed my thighs around him while I savored his weight on me. It felt so right to lie beneath my daddy and savor his big dick plunging away at my cunt.
“Oh, Daddy, yes,” I groaned as he drove his dick into me. “That’s so good. Mmm, yes, yes, that’s amazing.”
He rubbed his nose against mine as he drilled his cock into my snatch. He buried into me again and again. He plunged hard and fast. I gasped, squeezing my twat around his dick. I loved every moment of his hard thrusts. His wonderful dick plunged to the hilt in me again and again.
His chest pressed into my breast as he kissed me again. My nipples burst with delight as they rubbed into his hairy pecs. He thrust into me hard, his balls smacking into my taint while his dick buried deep into my cunt. He plundered me with such hard stokes. Powerful strokes.
Amazing strokes.
It was fantastic. I loved every second of him burying into me. It was fantastic. I groaned, my cunt clamping down hard on him. He plunged to the hilt in me again and again. I shuddered, my twat gripping him.
The friction swelled my pleasure.
I whimpered into the kiss as I came closer and closer to another climax. His thick cock reamed me out. He buried so deep and hard into my snatch. It was perfect. A wonderful delight for me to enjoy. I delicious treat to savor his cock reaming into my cunt. He fucked into me with power. He filled me up again and again.
I broke the kiss to gasp, “I’m going to cum, Daddy!”
“Yes, yes, let me feel that pussy going wild on my dick!” he growled as he slammed into my cunt.
“Yes, Daddy!”
My twat squeezed down on his dick. His shaft stimulated me. The pleasure swelled. I whimpered, squeezing my eyes shut. His cock buried to the hilt in me and then drew back. The friction was incredible. Just the stimulation I needed.
I exploded.
My cunt went wild on his dick. My pussy writhed around his cock. The pleasure swept through my body. I groaned, savoring the way my flesh spasmed around his dick. The wild convulsions. They burst out of me. They were so fantastic to enjoy. It was an amazing delight. I loved every second of the pleasure rushing through my body.
“Yes, yes, yes!” I howled, my fingernails clawing Daddy’s back.
“Damn, Shanice!” he groaned, slamming hard into my spasming depths.
“Yes, yes, that’s how much I want your cum in me, Daddy!”
“You’ll get it!” he growled, thrusting with such passion into my cunt.
I reveled in his every plunge into my cunt. I savored his every thrust into me. That wonderful pleasure rushed through my body. It was such an exciting delight to enjoy. My orgasms spilled from one to the next as his cock reamed me.
I gasped and moaned, thrashing beneath him. My pussy sucked at his dick, so eager for him to spill in me. For him to spurt all that cum into me. I wanted it. Needed it. He pumped so hard into me. He had to be almost there. I whimpered, my mind melting beneath the bliss of his cock pummeling my writhing pussy
“Yes, yes, yes!” I gasped as drew back again, my pussy hungry for his seed. “Cum in me, Daddy! Breed me. Breed your little girl!”
“Fuck!” he growled, his face twisting in rapture.
He slammed his dick hard into me. I came again, more bliss rushing through my body. I groaned beneath that wicked onslaught. I savored the pleasure of it blazing through me. It was wonderful to spasm around his cock. To cum over and over on my daddy’s dick.
He growled, his face twisting. His dick twitched. Cum spurted into my pussy. His hot jizz splashed against my cervix. I groaned, feeling him flood my cunt. My womb. I clawed at his back and exploded in another climax.
“Yes, yes, yes!” I gasped. “Breed me, Daddy! Breed your baby girl!”
“Shanice!” he groaned, his face twisting in rapture. “My baby girl!”
“I am your baby girl!” I moaned. “Oh, Daddy, I love you so much. I love this. I’m yours. Always yours!”
He nodded as he stared down at me. He groaned, his eyes on fire. I whimpered beneath him, my mind blazing from the wonderful heat that swept through me. His jizz pumped into my pussy. My cunt milked him. This was such perfection. I shuddered, a big smile spreading on my lips.
He fired the last of his cum into my pussy.
“Oh, that was amazing,” I groaned, my orgasm dying. “That was just the best. Thank you.”
“God, you’re just irresistible,” he groaned and rolled off of me, his cock sliding out of my pussy.
“Irresistible, huh?” I moaned, hungry for more. “Mmm, let me suck your cock hard and show you just how irresistible I can be.”
“Fuck,” he growled as I grabbed his dick wet in my pussy cream and sucked on him.
I nursed on his cock. I sucked on him, getting him all nice and hard while savoring the flavor of my tangy pussy on his dick. His cock throbbed in my mouth. He pulsed with the beat of his heart. It was such a naughty experience.
When he was hard, he fucked me doggy style.
“Daddy! Daddy!” I howled, his cock slamming into me from behind, my boobs jiggling and my blonde hair swaying about my face. “Fuck me hard, Daddy! Pound my naughty cunt!”
“Yes!” he growled, his hands gripping my hips as he drove his cock deep into my cunt.
Jizz and pussy cream spilled down my thighs as he churned me up. His cock felt so amazing in my cunt. I groaned, loving the incestuous bliss of his cock slamming to the hilt in me. He filled me up with that big dick over and over again.
I came hard, squealing out my pleasure. Daddy grunted and then he spurted his jizz into my cunt with such force. He spurted cum over and over into my pussy, drowning my womb and making sure that I was bred.
I darted out to get us both a beer. Daddy didn’t mind that I drank one as we freshened up. It was a nice, light ale. A blond like me. After we had quenched our thirsts, I rode Daddy reverse cowgirl style. He spanked my ass as I did it.
“Naughty girl!” he growled.
SMACK!
“So naughty!” I howled, my ass drinking in the delight of his hand slapping down on my rump. “I’m your naughty girl, Daddy! I’ll do anything!”
SMACK!
“Anything?” he growled.
“Yes!” I howled and came on his dick, milking him clean.
Daddy watched me scoop the cum out of my pussy and thrust the salty delight into my mouth. My tangy pussy seasoned it. He stroked his cock until he was hard again watching me do that. I winked at him, smearing cum on my lips.
“You like watching your little girl feast on your cum, Daddy?” I cooed.
“God, yes!” he groaned, his dick getting harder and harder.
I scooped out more of that wonderful cum from my pussy lips, a shudder rushing through me. I thrust my jizz-coated digits into my mouth, sucking them clean with greedy hunger. My eyes fluttered as I nursed on my fingers.
With a growl, Daddy pounced on me like a wild animal. He rammed his cock to the hilt in my cunt. He fucked me so hard, growling and grunting while I thrashed beneath him, my pussy melting around his dick.
We both came so hard from that wild fucking. His cum spurted deep into my pussy while I bucked beneath him. I cried out in rapture, my mind drowning for the hundredth time, or so it seemed. I felt so raw. So thoroughly fucked by my daddy.
Dripping in cum, the bed a mess, we fell together panting. He pulled me against him. I rested my head on his chest, my eyes closed. His jizz soaked my pussy. My womb. I just knew that he had bred me. I would have his daughter.
“Tell me how much you love me,” Daddy said.
“I love you so much, Daddy,” I groaned. “I feel like I’ll explode if I don’t get to show you how much I love you.”
“You’re happy?”
“So happy,” I sighed sleepily. “I was miserable before when I thought I would hate living with you. That was before I realized I was a daddy’s girl. And that’s just the best. Right?”
“Right,” he agreed. “Love you, too, Shanice.”
Joy suffused me as I drifted off to sleep.
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Six Months Later…
I hummed as I cooked daddy dinner, the apron falling over my pregnant belly.
I still lived with Daddy, of course. Mom wasn’t happy that I had decided to live with him. She thought I was rebelling over her getting married to boring Peter. But she just couldn’t understand what a girl needed.
Daddy told me not to tell Mommy who had really knocked me up. Daddy, of course. I had to spin some lie about hooking up with a boy when I’d first arrived and not knowing who he was. Mom was furious, but what could she do?
I was just so happy to be having Daddy’s daughter. Yes, a daughter. I would raise her to be a proper Daddy’s girl. He was such a hunk that by the time she eighteen, she would be ripe and ready to give him her cherry.
Something I never was able to do.
The door opened. I glanced over my shoulder, my cute ass clenching, and there was Daddy. Home from another trying day at the office. I whirled around and beamed at him as I hurried over. Well, it was more of a waddle with our daughter in my belly.
“Welcome home, Daddy,” I purred, greeting him so warmly.
He lit up at the sight of me and kissed me hard, his hand resting on my belly. He felt our daughter kick. I melted into his lips, so glad that I had understood just what a daddy’s girl was supposed to do. It was amazing that my Instagram friends had helped me to reach this wondrous moment.
I had never been happier.
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The figure closed the app and deleted @machoc’s account.
That had been a fun game.
The figure sat in its workshop, the waterfall spilling mist that let it see into all sorts of possibilities. What new game should it play? What new creation could it slip into the world to inspire all sorts of activities for the mortals?
The figure smiled, an alien and almost disturbing gesture. Too slim fingers rubbed together as a new idea crystallized.
The END