Chapter 5

So I know my little girl was creaming for it. Had been for months and now on her birthday she was about to get it and so much more.

“How is your pussy?” Before she could answer I shoved my hand inside her panties and checked for myself. “Hot and dripping wet as always.” I rubbed her creamy mound and protruding clit. “You love sucking Daddy off.”

“No Daddy. I don’t even think we’re supposed to be doing this.”

“Well, your wet pussy says you do, and you don’t worry about that, baby girl. You’re nineteen now, and this is your special gift from your dad.”

With that I pushed her hands away took her head and shoved my dick back inside her mouth. She tried to suck, but I was done letting her work through it. I rocked my hips and started fucking. She squealed but held on trying to relax as I force a great part of my ten inches down her throat.

“Damn baby, you feel so good. Your mouth and throat was made for my cock.” Watching my wet cock from her saliva see saw in and out of her mouth was so erotic I nearly came. “Look at those fuckable lips on you, baby girl, taking your Daddy’s cock.” Her eyes shot up to watch me. “Fuck baby, you’ll make Daddy come too soon if we’re not careful.” I fucked her mouth just a little bit more before pulling out.

She gasped. “Daddy!”

Grabbing her hair, I yanked her up on her feet only to shove her onto the bed. She stumbled back bouncing on her pink princess blanket, her legs flopping open before me.

He grabbed my panties and ripped them down my legs and off before I could close my legs. Since I turned fourteen I had fantasies of having sex with my Daddy, but all my friends said it was wrong. That I shouldn’t want to do such things, and thinking about my Daddy that way was sick, and that’s what they said when I let it slip that I thought my Daddy was the perfect person to teach me how to kiss. I trusted him, and they were all kissing each other. I didn’t want to kiss a girl to learn. I just wanted my Daddy. So I didn’t tell them when I started having fantasies about fucking him.

Only now that I was for sure we were about to do it, it felt kind of wrong even though my body was on fire, and my pussy was achy and wet from sucking his cock. But I was a virgin and Daddy’s don’t fuck their daughters. That’s what he always told me when I pretended I didn’t know I was rubbing his cock in the car, or rubbing my pussy against his cock on the sofa, or when I tempted him in to eating my pussy out in the bath tub, or even when I felt him stroking his big penis against my ass or between my legs when I was brave enough to pretend I needed to sleep with him. But what if he wanted to put it inside me?

I put a restraining hand to his big muscular chest when Daddy crawled into my bed and over me. His big rough hand grabbed my hair, and the next moment his tongue was in my mouth. He’d never kissed me like this before, and I shook my head tried to get away but he held me. God, he tasted so good, and his tongue was forceful and wet, and soon I was stroking my tongue against his. We kissed wildly hot and wet and Daddy’s big hands were all over my body. I could feel my pussy dripping on my favorite blanket and his hot hard big cock rubbing my thigh. When he pulled back I tried to ask again.

“Daddy, are you sure this isn’t sex?”

The laugh he gave was deep dark and wicked. He moved down between my legs and grabbed my ass. “We’re just going to rub, baby girl, after I drink up some of this pussy cream.” His mouth covered my pussy and I screamed. It felt so fucking good, but he was rough. He’d been getting rougher with me the closer my birthday came. I held his head, pressed my hips to his mouth until I felt my pussy started to ache, almost hurting from his tongue wedged so deep into it.

“Daddy!”

But my body was hot and shaking, and there was that ache in my belly, and my pussy started to feel so fucking good even against the slight pain. Something was happening to me again so that I could hardly think about how wrong this all was. I felt so filthy, like the slut he called me because he was my Daddy, and my pussy wanted this even though I did not. I was afraid it wanted something more. When I felt his fingers at my butthole again, I shook. His fingers were slick and wet with something, but it still hurt when he forced one in. It hurt to be stretch around his thick rough finger, but my pussy loved it. He stroked it in and out, in and out the way his tongue was going in and out of my gasping cunt. But it was wrong, and I felt like such a dirty whore. I was definitely moaning like one.

“Daddy, I think. I think I’m about to....”

“Come.” He smacked his lips when he pulled his tongue out. “Come in Daddy’s mouth, baby. Come all over my tongue. You’re pussy taste so good, little girl.”

He forced a second finger inside my ass and I squealed. “Daddy! That’s so, so dirty. I shouldn’t. We shouldn’t.”

His second hand came down over my pussy for a hard spank, and I nearly passed out. I loved him spanking my pussy. It was the raunchiest, dirties, most degrading best punishment I ever felt. But he only did it once. His tongue was shoved back inside and his fingers were rubbing inside the crease of my ass. Soon I couldn’t stop my body or my pussy from the spasms. I screamed it felt so fucking good, and my pussy gushing in my Daddy’s mouth was so embarrassing. It was always embarrassing, but before I could get him to agree never again he was up, coming down between my legs, shoving my thighs wide.

The head of his cock pushed between my pussy lips.

“Daddy, this is what people do when they get ready to have sex.” I gasped at him desperate to get it out.

He loomed over me. His eyes shot from between my legs to my face. “And where did you see people having sex?”

I swallowed hard and felt my face heat up even more. When I didn’t answer right away, he growled. His big hands lifted my leg to slap my ass.

“Answer me.”

I gulped but whispered. “Ashley showed me a movie she stole from her brother. It was people having sex because the guy’s penis was going inside the girl’s...” I paused. I couldn’t say it. It was so nasty.

“Pussy.” My Daddy barked. “Say the word, baby.”

“Pussy, Daddy.” I felt so ashamed to say it, but we both glanced down when my pussy fluttered at the dirty word. My daddy grinned.

“You love dirty talk, baby girl, don’t try and deny it, but that was p**n you were watching. Now I owe you a spanking and another punishment for watching p**n without me. If you want to look at it to learn stuff you come and ask me. Do you understand? You don’t go with one of your stupid friends.” He pushed his cock head against my clit before asking. “Did you like it?”

“My... pussy got wet and started to ache. I’m sorry, Daddy.” I tried to cover my face with my hands but he made me move them. “But you’re my Daddy, so you can’t...fuck me.”

He bent down and licked my mouth. “Damn you got a dirty mouth. I didn’t know my daughter could even talk like that. A dirty mouth and a wet slutty pussy.”

He swooped down and covered my mouth with his. We kissed wild, wet, and dirty, and as we did, Daddy rubbed the heavy length of his fat hard cock against my pussy making it wetter and achy so that I lift my hips to meet his rub. And now my pussy wanted more. Out of control and drenching me and Daddy both, my pussy was aching for something more. I knew I should have stopped. I should have never let Daddy do the rub, even though I loved it. And his tongue in my mouth made my breast heavy, my nipples hard and sensitive rubbing against his wide big chest. My body was so hot I didn’t recognize it any more. I forced my hands against his chest and tried to push him back, but he grabbed my hands and held them down above my head.

“Don’t move them.” He warned me.

And all too soon his big hands were at my thighs holding them down so that my pussy was tilted up and open wide, and the head of his hot fat cock was pushing into my virgin cunt.

“This is just a rub, baby girl. Daddy is going to rub the inside of your pussy to take away that ache you feel. You’ve been teasing me with this pussy for years haven’t you, baby? How long have you wanted it?”

His dark animalistic lust filled eye shot up to mine. He hardly looked like my sweet Daddy with that stark hungry look on his face. My hands clutched the rods of my headboard as I answered as if I was confessing my sins.