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The next morning during breakfast my phone rang-Alyssa’s name was on the screen. If my daughter had bothered to look over she would be real curious why her friend is calling me but Chelsey was too engrossed with her own phone and deep throating a second breakfast burrito down to pay attention to anything else. I took the call out front.
“Well mister, that was the monster fuck of my young life.”
“Are you OK? You seemed pretty out of it when you left.”
“I’m a little sore back there but I’ll be ready for more punishment soon if we can arrange it.”
“I’ve got a ton of work this week so probably not for awhile” I said.
“Well I guess I’ll have to make due with fucking our little blond princess instead.” I could almost see her Cheshire Cat smile through the phone.
I actually felt a pang of jealousy thinking about Alyssa having sex with my daughter, whether it’s from not being with her, my daughter, or both of them.
“When are you going to execute your plan with her?” She asked.
“This weekend. Just don’t tell her we fucked.”
“She won’t find out from me stud.” And with that she hung up.
Wednesday afternoon as I finished a carpet cleaning job, Chelsey sent me a text saying she was going to sleep over Alyssa’s. Knowing that the two of them would be fucking each other that night had my cock at half staff the whole ride home. That evening I was laying in bed doing what I frequently do without a woman which is surfing my favorite porn site while stroking my cock. Teen lesbian was understandably on the menu but as I watched different videos my mind would drift to the two eighteen year olds I had recently fucked. My daughter-fair, blond, and soft with her rounded hips, melon C+ breasts, and her smooth juicy pussy. And her friend Alyssa-hard, tan skinned, lean, and athletic with a dash of Spanish flavor. I folded the laptop up and closed my eyes while pleasing myself and thinking that the two of them were likely wrapped around each other at this very moment. That erotic vision pushing me towards a climax.
The message notification on my phone interrupted my lurid thoughts. I almost ignored it-I’m glad I didn’t. It was from Alyssa. “Wish U were here” with an attachment. I opened it up and was greeted with a photo of Alyssa mounted behind my daughter doggie style. The picture was her perspective looking down on Chelsey’s rear end. Alyssa was wearing some sort of strap-on harness with a decent sized flesh colored cock attached and she was fucking my child from behind with her thumb lodged in her ass. I could even tell she was on the outstroke by the way my sweet baby’s meaty labia was clinging to the dick. As if that wasn’t enough Chelsey’s hands were bound together behind her back with some sort of leather wrist cuffs.
I groaned. “Oh fuck! Oh fuck!” I repeatedly gasped fucking my hand furiously until I shot several large ropes of cum onto my belly. After I came down and cleaned up I studied the photo thinking back to the bankers wife that had introduced me to bondage and rough sex. More than ever I want that with Alyssa and my daughter and I finalized the scheme to reel her into my sex life before jerking off to the photo again. Just before I fell asleep Alyssa sent me another text, “Don’t worry she doesn’t know I took the picture.”
Sunday:
We were having breakfast when I initiated my plan.
“Chelsey, I don’t think we’re going to make this work anymore.”
My daughter abruptly stopped shoveling the large stack of blueberry pancakes I made into her gullet and stared back at me genuinely confused. “What do you mean?”
“After what we did I just don’t think I can go back to the way things were. I want us to expand our relationship and be sexual with each other.”
I didn’t get the reaction I hoped for.. She got a pained look on her face and said, “We.. You shouldn’t have done that. I know I was teasing you and I’m sorry but it’s just not right dad..”
With the inside baseball info that I got from Alyssa, I know Chelsey wants me and is just being stubborn for some reason. “Well I enjoyed it pumpkin.” I deliberately hesitated then looked deeply into her hazel eyes . “And I know you did too..”
She didn’t deny it, just looked away a combination of doubt and shame on her face. She looked so vulnerable and innocent that for a moment I faltered. “This is your child Jack. You taught her how to ride a bike, took her to Disneyland when she was seven to meet Mickey Mouse..” But then my dick steered me back on course.
“Well, it’s your decision, but if you don’t want to, then it would be better if you move out on your own. You’re eighteen now you can do as you please.”
Chelsey got a horrified look. “What!?”
“I was checking the Villa apartments in town I think they’re the only place you can afford and I’m willing to pay the deposit and your first months rent.” My daughter had helped me on a couple carpet jobs there and she knows full well what a shit hole it is and surely remembered me carrying a pistol on me while we worked. Gangbanger Estates as it’s known is behind the Wal-Mart and has police there almost daily.
“Dad I don’t want to live there! I like it here. You cook for me and we have the pool and I.. I don’t want to go anywhere!” She looked like she was about to cry. “I haven’t been teasing you, I’ve been good.”
I put a disappointed look on and said, “Still, it’s just torturing me having you around being constantly reminded what we did.”
“Dad, can’t you just get a girlfriend!?”
“Let me know in a week or so what you decide.” I said in a matter-of-fact tone and with that I got up from the table and started cleaning up.
For what it’s worth, I’m not a total scum bag destined for the ninth plane of hell, just the seventh. If my daughter flat out refuses to do anything sexual with me again I’ll accept it without forcing her to move. Despite my perversions, I do love her and won’t banish her to some dangerous third world housing complex.
That morning Chelsey left in her Mustang and I had a pretty good idea where she was going. A couple hours later a text from Alyssa popped up. “You’re a ruthless bastard LOL! You really scared the shit out of her. I love it!!” A moment later another text came in. “Oh, I did my part and told her how lucky she is and that it would be good for her and she should be an obedient girl and give her daddy what he needs.”
It was the next Saturday evening when I got the answer to my ultimatum. I was in the weight room doing back and arms when Chelsey came in. She didn’t say anything just loitered there, fresh out of the shower, barefoot in her sweatpants and T shirt casually watching me do barbell curls. I ignored her. She seemed to be debating what she was about to say. A couple minutes went by before she spoke.
“Hey dad?”
“Yeah babe.” I responded finishing my set and deliberately slamming the curl bar down harder than usual.
“Ummm…” She bit her lower lip and looked off to the side for a moment nervously. “Well, I’ve been thinking about what you said the other morning, and I’m still not happy about what happened that night. But I REALLY want to live here, and when you forced yourself on me.. It wasn’t that bad and I kinda asked for it..” Her face reddened and she looked at the floor. “And you’re right, I liked it.” She avoided my gaze for a few seconds then lifted her head. “So, I guess we can do stuff if you want. But you have to PROMISE you won’t tell people about this.” She gave me that pleading look again.
It was tough to keep a straight face. “Yeah sweetheart like I’m going to put on my business cards that I’m in an incestuous relationship with my daughter” I thought. Chelsey has a lot of things going for her but a future Fulbright Scholarship isn’t one of them.
I’ve done a lot of thinking the last couple weeks about how to play it if we got to this point. I can present this to Chelsey as a new and fun adventure that we can explore together as partners. A healthy exploration that will be good for our relationship or some bullshit like that. No.. That’s not going to happen.
I’ve come to understand my daughter quite well over the past two and a half years not just from living together but by watching her relationships with boyfriends and with Alyssa. Her boyfriends simped for her and she lost respect and interest for them because of it. Alyssa dominates and controls her and my daughter loves her for it. Alyssa may like to get manhandled in the bedroom but otherwise she’s confident, assertive and sure of what she wants in life.
Chelsey’s the opposite. If me and her mother had left her in California she would likely be fat and living in public housing with a couple kids from some drug dealer by now. She needs a strong authority figure in her life to give her boundaries and tell her what to do. Her mom did a mediocre job. I’ve done significantly better but this is my chance to up my game and have sovereignty over her life. My daughter wants and needs that from me until she can hopefully find a strong man to marry who she will respect and be led by. Until then I will fill that role in all facets of her life.
“Ok little girl” I said stone faced while stepping forward and reaching up to run my fingers along her jawline. I wrapped my hand around her throat firmly not choking her but not caressing either. We held each other’s gaze as I pushed her a couple steps back her head lightly thumping against the wall surprised and somewhat scared. I’m only a few inches taller than Chelsey but significantly larger and stronger and I got right in her face.
“You want to live here instead of being out on your own? OK. But you will live here by MY rules. I brought you to live with me, I pay the bills, I feed you, and I even bought you that fucking car. If you live here you follow all my orders no questions no back talk from now on. If you disobey me you will accept whatever punishment I give you. My word is the law. Is that clear?”
“Yeah”
“No! From now on you will address me as Sir, or Daddy. Is that understood?”
“Yes… Sir.”
In that instant I knew deciding to be more dominant with my daughter was the right decision. A slight smile and spark of excitement and desire flickered in her eyes. She loves this…
“From now on you do what I tell you to do in my home. You will keep the house clean. I give you chores you do them. I tell you to put the phone away you do it. I give you an outfit you wear it. I tell you to go naked you go naked. If I want to fuck, you ask which position. You sleep in my bed when I want you to. If you go out I want to know where you’re going. You belong to me now there will be no one else.”
Chelsey had a momentary sideways look and gritted her teeth slightly. I knew what she was thinking.
“You can still see Alyssa. Oh sweetheart, I know you and her are a lot more than friends.”
My daughter’s eyes nearly popped out of her head and she started stammering.
“Shut up. I don’t care that you two are lovers. Actually I think it’s hot baby. But I’m your only man is that understood?”
“Yes Daddy.”
“Good girl” And with that I slowly pulled her face to me and gently started kissing her, closed mouth but more than father-daughter pecks. Chelsey hesitated before she started kissing me back and when I slipped my tongue past her lips she immediately met it with hers. I grabbed her hips pulling her into me to feel my growing hard on and she wrapped her arms around my back. We made out for a minute then I took her hand and led her back into the house to my bedroom.
“Strip me” I ordered. She knelt and removed my sneakers and socks, then rose and pulled my sweaty tank top off. I kept my arms up interlocking my fingers on the top of my head. We were just inches away staring into each others eyes. She then leaned in extending her tongue out licking my nipple and pectoral before turning her head and placing her face against my arm pit. Chelsey inhaled deeply blinking hard several times her mouth opening an unmistakable look of arousal appearing on her pretty face. She then surprised me by lapping away at my pit like a dog licking its favorite treat-a barely audible “umm” emanating from her throat. I had never had a woman do this to me and although it isn’t my kink it’s certainly turning her on. She finished and looked up at me.
“When you’re not around I sometimes smell your workout clothes and underwear.” She admitted.
“Do you touch yourself pumpkin?”
She said nothing just gave an adorable guilty look nodding her head.
My daughter may be involved in a lesbian relationship but I knew then that she would always have a man in her life. And for the foreseeable future I will be that man. “Take off your sweatpants and shirt.” Stepping back a few steps she thumbed into the waistband of her white sweatpants and slowly shimmied them down her rounded fertile hips bending over to push them in a pile at her feet before stepping out of them. I’ve always found it incredibly sexy when women walk around in a T shirt and panties. The lovely view didn’t last more than a few seconds before she crossed her arms and pulled the shirt off tossing it onto the floor. Like always, her underwear matched. These were forest green French cut panties with a push up style of bra that she wore almost exclusively. I have seen her prancing around the house in this particular set several times.
“The bra..”
Chelsey reached behind her unclasping the garment, and after a moment of hesitation removed it baring her breasts to me. I have seen them twice before but they’re something I know I’ll never grow tired of. Firm C cups with silver dollar size salmon colored areolas and quarter inch pencil nipples. I motioned her to me and ordered her to kneel. Those big round eyes looked up at me. “Go ahead” I said.
She peeled both my shorts and underwear down all seven inches of me springing up inches in front of her face. As I kick the last of my clothes away my daughter stares at my cock. I realize the night I raped her she certainly felt but never saw my hard dick. She reaches up and wraps her fingers around it her tongue sticking out on her bottom lip those hazel eyes laser focused on my member.
“When was the last time you were with a man sweetheart?”
“Not since August when Eric moved away for school Daddy.” She gently cupped my balls with her other hand and began gently massaging them. Looking up at me for approval I nodded and my sweet baby opens her mouth fully and takes half my length in immediately slithering her tongue along my underside eliciting a groan from me. This is going to be so fucking great. Other fathers don’t want their daughters to become depraved whores but that’s exactly what I have planned for my malleable child. Chelsey begins bobbing her head working me in and out while making little “uhh” sounds. I grab a fistful of her silky blond hair and started lightly thrusting.
“That’s good pumpkin. You like having a cock in your mouth?”
She disengages from me just long enough to nod and say, “Yes Sir.” then sucks me back in.
“You like the feel of my balls? Those are the balls that made you.”
There’s no response now she is too engrossed in her work. I’ve unfortunately been with a few women, including my ex wife, who either refused to give head or clearly didn’t enjoy it. Her free hand pinches her nipple she is clearly loving this. I only regret that Chelsey hadn’t moved in with me years before she did so I would have been there to watch her blossom into womanhood and be the man to introduce her to sex. Her girlfriend Alyssa told me that my daughter hadn’t done anything anal before the two of them became lovers so at least I know I’ll be the first man to have his dick up her sweet ass.
I’m pumping almost my entire cock into her mouth now. She gags when I go too deep but gets right back on it. Good girl. Her skills aren’t pro level but she clearly has had some practice at pleasing boys orally. Saturday is usually my night to relax and crank a few loads out to porn so there will be plenty of cum to pump into my baby tonight. What would my ex-wife think if she saw the two of us now? Fuck her. She kicked me out of Chelsey’s life then dumped her back on me when it was convenient for her. I kinda wish she could see her daughter giving dad better head than she ever could. For the next few minutes she sucks my dick alternating methods but keeps me inside her without pausing.
“You’re doing good sweetie. I’ll be cumming in your pretty little mouth tonight.”
“Uhlmm!” She responds in approval.
She stops me from thrusting and holds the end of my cock in her mouth like a lollipop, running her tongue around my head. “Oh fuck baby!” The feeling is incredible and her looking up at me while doing it makes it even better. Chelsey has a dynamite body but her face would probably be just “somewhat pretty” to most people. She is gorgeous to me though. She certainly inherited her looks from me instead of her mom, and her sex drive too.
I’m fucking her mouth again and I can already feel the telltale tightening in my balls. I’m not going to try to stave off my orgasm, I’ll save that for when we fuck. Should I tell her to swallow? No, let’s find out if my kin is the true cum loving slut that I think she is. Most of my dick disappears with each stroke except when she makes the extra effort and takes almost all of me massaging my head with her throat muscles for a few seconds before coughing and backing off. Both my daughter’s hands are fondling her breasts with her aroused nipples standing out proudly but she hasn’t gone lower. Has her subservient sexual role with Alyssa conditioned her not to touch her pussy unless given permission?
I’m past the point of no return now, the first of what will hopefully be countless orgasms my little girl gives me with her mouth.
“I’m gunna cum baby!”
“Ulhmm” She affirms and grabs ahold of my hips to control me.
“Uhh! Uhh! Uhh!” As I start to shoot, Chelsey bottoms me out as deep as she can wrapping her supple lips around my girth and caressing the head of my penis with her throat muscles as she swallows each ejaculation. She chokes a little but holds almost all of my length inside her. My child is a good cum slut and I couldn’t be prouder.
As my orgasm subsides, she holds me motionless in her mouth patiently waiting for me to recover. Pulling out momentarily, I reach between my legs below my balls and run two fingers along my urethra forcing any remaining semen into my deflating cock.
“Stick your tongue out for me pumpkin..”
She does and I milk a final glob of thick cum out onto it as she looks up into my eyes. She proudly displays the last of her prize before tilting her head back and swallowing the last of my baby batter.
“Did I do good daddy?”
“You were wonderful sweetheart.” I say and bend down to kiss her forehead.
A tear is trickling down her cheek from choking on me and I find yet another way to taste her as I gently lick it away.
I take Chelsey’s hands helping her up then guide her to my bed. Propping up a couple pillows, I lay her back then climb between her legs. She spreads herself wide knees up prepared to have intercourse as if I’m ready. Lowering myself down my hands cup those melon breasts-her head tilts back hand around my head pulling me in as I begin kissing and licking her neck. I run her hard nipples between my fingers in preparation for the nursing I will soon enjoy.
“It’s going to be so much better between us Chelsey. I’m going to keep you warm and safe, as long as you obey me.”
“I know daddy. I’ll be a good girl.” She curls one leg in running a manicured foot across my lower back and buttocks as the other slides down my leg.
When I pull back from her neck, my daughter surprises me by clasping my head in her hands pulling me in for a sensual kiss. Not a raw carnal kiss, but a kiss of love. Tongue rolls over tongue and we lick each other’s lips all while looking intently into each other’s eyes. This is no longer about blackmail or satisfying sexual needs but the two of us finally coming together in the way we’re ment to. We both can feel it. This is the incestuous father-daughter dynamic we were destined to have. Her mother was just a temporary vehicle purposed to bring her into my life. Yes, we will have a dominant-submissive relationship, and I will sometimes bring her physical pain. It is what I want, but more so it’s what my daughter needs..
Sliding down her body I latch my mouth on one of her engorged nipples like a hungry infant while teasing the other with the tips of my fingers. She closes her eyes and lets out a quiet moan holding me against her soft warm flesh. The radiant heat coming off her is unbelievable. I slide off to the side and reach down to find the crotch of her last remaining garment sopping wet. Pressing my four fingers against the hot wet fabric stuck to her pubic mound makes Chelsey plant her feet on the mattress driving her hips up searching for stimulation. She sucks in air and grips the sheets.
“Oh f-fuck! Daddy!”
I could circle my hand on her providing more stimulation but I don’t want my girl cumming just yet. Instead I remove my hand denying her satisfaction as she vainly gyrates her hips in the air. She spreads her legs wider and one hand reaches down as if to pleasure herself before she stops. I know now that her mistress Alyssa trained her not to masterbate without permission. I owe that girl for preparing my daughter to be the subservient sex kitten I intend on making her into.
“Take your panties off.”
Her hands race down her hips hooking the green material, and the underwear is flying across the room a second later.
“We need towels or the bed will get wet.” She says.
I retrieve a couple bath towels from the linen closet and we spread them out beneath us before I remount her. We casually kiss and my child presses her groin up against mine wordlessly encouraging me to fuck her right now. It’s only been a few minutes since I deposited a load of semen down her throat but the sheer intensity of our forbidden taboo lovemaking is already bringing my tool to life again.
Ever so slowly I work my way down my little nymph’s body, sucking and nibbling each rock hard nipple in turn as I tickle the underside of her twin globes. I trail my lips down the canyon between them kissing her firm teenage skin before lapping at her belly, painting it with my tongue and savoring the smell and taste of her flesh. Then worming into her pierced belly button as she grips my hair. Chelsey’s fitness class has aerobics interspersed with pushup and sit-up sets and I can feel her abdominals flexing. She would definitely show a six pack if it wasn’t for her voluptuous build. Her whole body trembles and fidgets in anticipation of me giving her genitalia attention. My hands caress her expanding and contracting rib cage as I glance up to enjoy the sight of those two beautiful dome like milkers rising and falling with her labored breathing.
“You can play with your tits pumpkin.”
Her hands clap down kneading them roughly like dough as she makes little grunts and groans. Those tone muscular legs straddle my upper body constantly repositioning in her impatience for attention between her thighs.
“Please Daddy!” She whimpers
I’ve never had a woman so primed to have me touch her pussy and I’ve never been so eager to do so. She is now pushing against the top of my head encouraging me to go lower. I should make it clear to her that I’m the one who controls things but I take pity and position my head between her legs.
Chelsey’s pussy is just as I remember from the night I raped her but now better illuminated by the ceiling fan lights above. She’s shaved baby bottom smooth. Plump, flushed and shining with the juices of her arousal. My daughter has the prettiest, most perfect vagina. Each side is bracketed by meaty inner and outer labia that just beg to be sucked on. Her hole resembles a pretty set of pursed slightly open lips turned on their side. The most distinctive feature is her oversized clitoris. I’ve seen my share and most women’s are about a quarter to maybe a third of an inch nub. Chelsey’s is a half an inch or better, proudly standing out from a hood that doesn’t come close to covering it. I’ve seen bigger but only with older women and a body builder girl who used steroids.
I draw my face closer and smell the familiar musky scent that I remember from that night. Inhaling deeply I blow against her and she immediately starts gyrating her hips trying to push herself against me seeking some sort of stimulation. My mouth, my hand, my cock, anything..
“Ehh! .. Ehh!”
“Do you want me to touch you baby?”
“Please daddy! Touch me lick me!” She’s panting now and grabs the back of her legs raising her ass up to give me even better access.
“I’ve tortured her enough” I decide, so placing my index and middle fingers near the top of my daughter’s vulva, I begin sliding them up and down between her labia. She grunts and pivots trying to get some contact with her swollen clitoris and her moans fill the room. After a minute of this teasing I place four fingers on her pubic mound and push my thumb against her clit running it in tiny circles.
“Uhhhh! Uhhhh!” Her body reacts as if hit by electrical current and the globes of her ass vibrate slightly.
She’s leaking copious amounts of fluid and unable to resist any longer I plant my lips on her pussy and shove my tongue into her hole licking and sucking sweet feminine nectar into my mouth. She responds by planting both feet on the mattress and thrusting her hips up against my face. I hold on and give up any thought of drawing this out. As with my own orgasm, I can tell my girl is running full steam towards hers and I owe it to her to make that happen. It’s then that Chelsey makes a sound I’ll never forget. She grabs a fistful of my hair and from deep within her, a throaty guttural bear like growl comes forth. She’s staring at my mouth on her cunt, a lewd determined look on her face as she repeats “Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!” and continues to drive herself against me. For the next minute I hold on, furiously frigging her clit and running my mouth over the rest of her pussy.
I’m—gunna—cum Daddy-I’m gunna cum!
“Ahh” is the only muffled response I can give.
She throws her head back and glues her pelvis to my face as a powerful climax wracks her young body. My mouth is flooded with delicious pussy juice as a string of convulsions, grunts and groans comes from her. I’m in awe. This girl, my flesh and blood, is the most naturally sexual woman I have ever been with. She just needed that little push to draw her into my bed. I know now that my daughter will not just go along with sex between us but will be an enthusiastic proactive participant in our new kinky incestuous relationship. I’m the happiest man in the world!
As her orgasm winds down, her pelvic thrusts weaken and slow until she eases her hips down to the mattress. “Ahhhh. Ummmm.” She stares up at the ceiling those wonderful tits riding up and down as her breathing slows. My cock is fully erect again but I want my mouth on her some more, so before we consummate our union I push her legs back and up. My girl’s vagina is flush and shining with the sex fluid I wasn’t able to swallow and some has leaked out and run down the small patch of skin, over her rosebud and started down the crack of her ass.
I intercept the flow with my tongue lapping at it, working my way up to her sphincter which I eagerly clean of slimy fluid to get my first good look.
Chelsey’s anus looks much like the areola on her breast, just a little smaller and darker. A half dollar size tan-pinkish circle with tiny brown freckles and a tight crimp that looks like the business end of a shotgun shell at the center. I swirl the tip of my tongue around the outside a few times before worming it inside her muscle.
“Uhlmm.. Ah... Ah...”
“You like me licking your pretty little asshole pumpkin?
“Yes daddy.”
“Good. Because I’m going to use your ass just as much as your other holes baby. Every inch of your sweet body belongs to me. Has your girlfriend Alyssa had your ass?” I know the answer but hope my daughter doesn’t try to hide anything from me.
Chelsey hesitates.. “Yes Daddy.”
“That’s good sweetheart. It sounds like the two of you have a very special relationship.”
“I love Alyssa Daddy.”
“I love her too sweetheart. She and I are going to have a talk and decide what’s best for you. You’ll continue to take direction from her as well as me is that understood?”
“Yes Sir.” She’s still looking at the ceiling and a smile has broken out on her face.
After a few more swipes at my baby’s bunghole, I work my tongue up to her pussy, cleaning her canal mouth and labia but avoiding her sensitive clit. She’s still producing a little fluid but not like before.
Bringing her legs down, I slide myself up so we’re face to face and my girl immediately starts to kiss me passionately, licking and sucking her juices from me. Her pillow like breasts are like air cushions between us. I run my hands down her body hers massage my back. The tip of my rock hard cock is rubbing on my child’s pubic mound, my pre-cum slick against her shaved skin. She responds by spreading her thighs wide and digging her heels into the mattress beckoning me in. I’m not in a big hurry. I want the two of us to enjoy this to the fullest. My mouth hovers above hers tongue plays with tongue as we look deeply into each other’s eyes.
How many fathers yearn to do this with their girls, to maybe even be the man that takes their maidenhead ushering them into womanhood. How many daughters wait in vain for their daddies to come to their room at night and fuck them? I’m so happy I won’t grow old thinking about the what-if’s if I had acted on my sexy daughter flaunting herself in front of me, taunting me with her sex. Chelsey has asked for this, and she will get it. And a whole lot more.
“Are you ready?” She smiles and nods in the affirmative.
I slide down her slightly, reaching between us lining my head up with her vaginal opening. Just as before my cock drops snugly into a pocket at her entrance and I’m able to release myself and interlock fingers with my sweet baby. This won’t be like the first time, me drunkenly forcing myself inside her. We will do this together, as lovers. I add just a slight amount of pressure and her chin rises as a heavy breath expels from her lungs. My daughter looks deeply into my eyes and in just above a whisper says,
“Put your cock inside me Daddy.”
I slide in slowly and steadily, inch by inch into her velvety depths. She takes all seven inches of me and as I bottom out and our pelvises touch we both groan in unison. Her pussy envelopes me like a hot wet inviting glove which massages my cock as it adjusts to its new guest. We hold still for a moment both enjoying the feeling of each other. Chelsey has her eyes closed mouth open making barely audible sounds of pleasure. When I do move it’s not to withdraw from her but to grind my pelvis against hers so the skin above my penis rubs against her large clit. She responds by kissing me again and whispering, “Yes. Yes!” I feel bad for women who have trouble getting aroused and reaching orgasm but my offspring isn’t one of those women.
My primordial instinct to fuck kicks in and I withdraw all but my head before burying myself again, waiting a few seconds then doing it again.
“Fuck me. Fuck me.”
I begin steadily pumping into her, working into a steady rhythm. I once did a carpet job for a sixty year old woman and spent the night fucking her afterwords. She was a gym rat and really pretty for her age, but we must have used half a tube of sex jelly to keep her lubed. Chelsey’s cunt is so wet and slick I’m glad we put towels under us.
She cups her hand behind my neck pulling me in for a passionate kiss as her meaty legs wrap around my back providing a perfect angle for our coupling. I’m not hurrying, just steadily pistoning into my only child determined to enjoy this taboo forbidden act as much and as long as possible. My daughter pushes her pelvis into my thrusts and her hands roam my back and sides.
“I wish you had moved in with me years ago baby so I could have watched you blossom into a woman. If you had then I would have been your first fuck. When did you lose your cherry sweetheart?”
“When I was fifteen daddy.”
“Was it good?”
“No Sir. He just rammed into me for a couple minutes then left me bleeding.”
“Is that the guy that got you pregnant?” Chelsey shakes her head no. Her eyes grow wider with a little concern. “I stopped talking my birth control pills when Eric moved. Will your vasectomy be enough dad?”
“Yeah, but you’d look so beautiful with a big belly and swollen tits making milk for me and Alyssa.” Chelsey Is nodding her head but it’s hard to tell if she likes the idea of being knocked up or is just responding to the pleasurable sensations of my cock pistoning into her. Her vaginal secretions have coated my groin and each thrust is accompanied by a delicious wet slapping sound. I’m not jackhammering into her hard, just keeping a steady pace only breaking my rhythm to occasionally grind my pelvis against her clit which elicits a deep moan each time. She’s using her legs to pull me in sync with each stroke and she looks into my eyes intently concentrating on making the most of our illicit coupling. She then says something that surprises even me.
“I wish you came and got me away from mom years ago too dad. You could have brought me here and turned me into your little teen fuck toy and did anything you want.”
I smile. I can’t believe how quickly and completely my daughter has embraced our new life.
I pump harder into her hot slick cunt and soon she starts drifting off into sexual incoherence. Cursing, moaning, pleading.. Her head tilts back eyes closed and she draws quick erratic breaths. Her ankles are locked in the small of my back. My baby is getting close I can feel it.
I bite and lick her exposed neck. “Is my little girl going to cum for me? Are you gunna show me what a good little slut you are and cum on your father’s cock!?” I hiss in her ear.
Chelsey is digging her fingers into my back and shoulders. “I’m—gunna—cum daddy!” Her eyes are clamped shut-she’s lost in her own sexual dreamworld. With a few deep ragged breaths, she contracts her arms and legs pulling me into her with more strength than I knew she had-so tightly I can’t move. I hold on as her body convulses and a string of groans escapes her. “Ahhh! Oh fu—fu—FUCK Daddy!!” This girl is unbelievable…
It lasts about half a minute, then, slowly my daughter releases me. Her arms detach and her legs unloose their death grip from around my waist. Before they fall away, I hook my elbows behind her knees yanking her pelvis up and planting my knees on either side of those plump hips to continue fucking. I’m close and so looking forward to depositing my seed into my teenage offspring. I slam into her hard seeking my own release. Chelsey stares up at me dreamlike and reaches up to caress my chest. We lock eyes and her mouth curls into a small smile. Her beautiful breasts are jiggling in rhythm with my pumping.
My balls tighten and the familiar whole body tingle comes over me that always foretells a powerful orgasm. “I’m gunna cum in you baby.” She gives me quick, eager nods. The last strokes into her become erratic and I bury myself to the hilt in my sweet daughter, spurting deep into her love canal. Just as she did, my body contracts and shakes as I finish cumming deeply inside her. The thought that I will do this countless times more in our future brings me even more satisfaction. Even after finishing I hold in place enjoying the feel of her pussy, giving little pumps to extend the pleasure she has given me through my shrinking penis.
I hold in place my eyes closed catching my breath. Her vagina finally expelling my spent prick, I lower myself down and we kiss. Not hungry, French, tongue on tongue but the soft, sensual kisses that lovers engage in after intercourse. Chelsey wraps her arms and legs around me in a warm motherly embrace, caressing me. Unlike some petite women, she’s big enough that I don’t have worry about crushing her.
My worries about post nut clarity, of some instinctual aversion at being sexual with my own flesh and blood coming over me after coitus were thankfully unfounded. I’ve never felt closer to a woman than right now. And by the loving look in my child’s eyes and the comfortable energy between us, I can tell she feels the same way. After a couple minutes I roll off of her and we lay side by side, petting and exchanging light kisses. I still plan on us exploring rougher more dominant sex, but not tonight.
“I love you very much pumpkin. I’m so happy you decided to do this with me.”
“I am too daddy”
Even as she speaks I can feel a great tiredness closing in on me and my eyes close surrendering to sleep.
Later that night:
I wake up and glance at the clock. 2:56 am. The lights are out and my room is lit only by the dim nightlight near the door. My daughter’s soft, silky blonde hair is splayed across my face a lock of it in my mouth. I push it out with my tongue and gaze down. She’s fast asleep on her side-breasts pressed against me. Her face is resting on my pectoral, arm across my chest. I gently lift the blanket for a few moments to enjoy the view of one of those smooth fleshy legs draped over me. I programmed the thermostat to let the house cool during at night for better sleep, but the heat of my well fed baby is keeping both of us warm. This is so much better than her mother with her bony hips and cold feet. I relish the thought of waking up like this many, many more times as her even breathing coaxes me back into sleep.
Morning:
The early morning sunlight is beaming through the shades. I’ve woken to the unmistakable and wonderful feeling of a warm wet mouth massaging my cock and look down to see Chelsey’s head pressed against my groin. Reaching down I brush her hair back and she backs off of me licking her lips.
“Good morning Daddy” she says, a broad smile on her face.
“Good morning pumpkin.”
She continues her ministrations and I tilt my head back and let out a soft satisfied groan. She gently sucks and licks me for a few minutes, and when satisfied that I’m fully hard, crawls up and straddles my hips. We look into each other’s eyes as she positions my meat at her entrance and slowly, and I mean slowly, impales herself on me.
“Oh God baby…”
“I was thinking Daddy, I guess it would be okay if you want to have sex with Alyssa too. I mean, she likes you a lot.”
“Okay sweetheart, we’ll talk about it later.”
My girl smiles and lifts almost all the way off, then drops herself back down and grinds her pussy into me. Me and Alyssa have to coordinate how to tell my daughter we’ve already fucked, but my daughter being cool about me banging her friend is one less potential hang up in my devious plan. She begins to ride me, and I’m treated to the sexy view of my cock appearing and disappearing inside of her, getting wetter by the minute.
“How did you know about me and Alyssa?” she asks. I have to think quickly…
“She told me baby.”
Chelsey gets a slight angry look on her face before I add, “She also said you told her about us.” My daughter opens her mouth to say something but I cut her off.
“Chelsey, you haven’t told anyone else about this, have you?”
“No Sir.”
“Good girl” this will stay between you, me and Alyssa is that understood?”
“Yes Daddy.”
I glance at my cell phone on the nightstand and determine to call Alyssa to sync our stories before my daughter talks to her. These thoughts are quickly put aside by the wonderful feeling of my girl undulating against me. I always love a slow leisurely morning fuck. And so does she. It’s uncanny how compatible we are sexually. “Do other fathers find sex with their daughters more intimate than with a regular partner? What about siblings?” I begin lifting my hips into Chelsey’s downward motions upping the tempo of our incestuous union.
Who gives a shit what other people have going on or what anyone else would think. This is what I want. And it’s what my beautiful daughter wants. And sure as fuck it’s what her nympho friend Alyssa wants. I look up at Chelsey’s face. Her eyes are closed and head is back-she’s moaning clearly enjoying the feeling of seven inches of familial meat pumping into her. Not a hint of embarrassment or regret. Just a young sensual woman fully enjoying the fruits of her sexuality. And the fact that it’s her own father, the man responsible for half her DNA, the man that took her to the school bus stop, put bandaids on her knee, cared for and was disciplined by, just seems to have made her more open to intimacy, and made it more intense for her.
As if on cue she pleads, “Oh Daddy, I want all your cum from now on! Please don’t jerk off anymore. I’ll take your cum anyway you want!”
I reach up and tweak her nipples ushering more blood into them eliciting a moan. Her hands are roaming her body as she undulates above me like some exotic dancer. This isn’t some act to please my ego. Just like in our other encounters, she’s fallen into a sexual trance. Enslaved by her need to temporarily satisfy her insatiable sexual appetite. Her juices coat my groin, matting down the small patch of pubic hair above my dick.
“You’re going to have to share me with Alyssa baby. Does she like sex as much as you?” Chelsey looks down at me and nods. “She likes anal A LOT Daddy.”
We’re slapping ourselves together, not at a frantic pace but enough that soon we’ll both have a third orgasm. My daughter’s body language is pretty easy to read so I can tell when she’s close and I can usually pace my strokes to time my own release. Hopefully we can cum together.
“If you want to be my house cum dumpster then you have to be ready for me at all times little girl, is that understood?” “Yes Sir.”
“I’ll take your mouth anytime I want it. Your pussy is closed to me only when you’re on your period, and who knows, I may fuck you even then sometimes.”
“You just need to give me thirty minutes if you want my ass Daddy so I can give myself an enema and be clean for you.”
“Has a boy been up your ass Chelsey?”
“No Daddy, you’ll be the first.”
I smile thinking about watching my baby’s precious little sphincter opening up around the bulbous head of my cock. The luscious thought edges me closer to the point of no return. Chelsey has her eyes closed again moaning and and mumbling so I know she’s close too.
“I want us to finish together baby. You tell me when you’re ready.” A barely audible, “Uhh huh” is all I get-I can tell her climax is nearing.
A minute later she exclaims, “I’m gunna cum Daddy I’m gunna cum!” I pump myself into her with force and pinch her nipples hard. “Oh fuck Daddy!” I’ve hit my crest there’s no stopping me from blowing now. A few final strokes and I push into her fully, grunting and depositing what little semen that remains inside me deep inside her. My daughter clamps her hand against her cunt and falls against me frigging herself furiously and within seconds has her own orgasm as I hold her tightly. God this is wonderful….
We lay sandwiched together, feeling the other’s breathing and enjoying our post fuck bliss. I push her hair back and kiss her. She’s such a sexy young woman. My woman..
But she’s not a petite girl so after a couple minutes I push her off of me. “I know what you need now baby.” She looks at me wondering. “Scrambled eggs.” I say. Her eyes go wide. “And bacon Daddy!” “And English muffins.” I reply. She throws her head back and yells, “Yes!!” My daughter just might like food more than sex.
“Go take a shower and I’ll meet you in the kitchen in thirty minutes.” Chelsey springs out of my bed, picks up her clothes, and walks out of the room giving me a final view of her swaying hips and heart shaped ass. A shinny run of her juice is visible inside her thighs. I’d like nothing more than to join her in the shower but as soon as she’s gone I grab my cell phone and call Alyssa to bring her up to speed and get our stories straight. We decide it’s better to keep our sole encounter a secret from Chelsey. Alyssa’s eager for a three way but I tell her not to rush things. I basically have to hang up on her because she won’t stop jabbering on about all the debauched, depraved sex acts she has planned for the three of us.
I feed the two of us a king size breakfast, marveling how my child so easily transitions from lover to happy teenager gleefully shoveling food down her throat while scrolling on her phone. I’m happy too. I haven’t had a woman drain my balls like this in as long as I can remember. Later, as I lounge on the couch watching football, my own perverse thoughts of what will come between me, my daughter, and her best friend has my deviant mind scheming and my cock swelling. I may end up in hell for this, but it’s going to be a wonderful ride getting there.