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Slight Domination, Incest [father/daughter], Anal, Oral, Bestiality [dog]
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Lost Dog

                          Chapter 2
     
     
     Leah couldn’t even begin to think about it.  What he
must think of his little girl now!  Disgusted with herself
and lost in thought, she didn’t even notice when Rowlie’s
knot shrunk and he disengaged from her.  His cum spilled to
the floor, forming a sizable puddle of thick, gooey dog
jizz.
     
     After a while, Leah climbed off the floor and then sat
on her bed.  Rowlie, sensing her despair, sat next to her
and put his head in her lap.  She rubbed his ears and fought
back her tears – a loosing battle, but she kept herself from
sobbing uncontrollably.  She looked down at the cum puddle;
she really would have loved to have lapped it up in the heat
of the moment, but how seeing it made her sick.  And her
toys, too, were all on display – he would have gotten an eye-
full of the that as well.  He must think her some horrible
disgusting slut through all this!
     
     “I’m sorry, Rowlie,” she whispered through her tears.
She actually felt bad for him, too.  He looked as sad as she
did, the way her peered up at her.  Not just sad, but
guilty.  “It was wonderful.  It really was, but – “ she
wiped her arm across her eyes.  She took a deep breath to
clam herself.
     
     She knelt down next to her beautiful canine lover, and
holding his head in her hands, she looked into his gorgeous
brown eyes.  “I loved it, Rowie.  I did – you were great.
It was amazing.  Thank you.”  She kissed his snout and gave
him a tight hug, which did seem to cheer him up a bit.  She
knew deep down that, had things not happened the way they
had, she and Rowlie would definitely had fucked more than
just that once.
     
     Wrapping her bathrobe around herself, Leah took another
deep breath and started for the door.  Rowlie was right on
her heels, just as he had been the night before, maybe even
a little closer.  Leah thought that maybe she should tell
him to stay, sure that he would do so, but she couldn’t bare
to face her father alone.  At least Rowlie would be by her
side.
     
     She walked down stairs, seeking her father.  She found
him in the kitchen, at the table, newspaper in hand.  He was
staring down at it, but as she watched him for a moment, she
realized he wasn’t reading, just staring.  She steadied her
nerves again, and approached him.  For a moment, she
wondered briefly if this is the feeling some girls get when
they got caught sleeping with a boyfriend.  Or, maybe this
was more similar to her and her lover telling her father
that she was pregnant, but even that didn’t seem comparable.
In fact, she rather wished she was telling her father about
a pregnancy rather then talking about this.
     
     She got to the table without him even hearing her, and
she took and deep breathe as she slid the chair out and sat;
Rowlie, dutifully, sat next to her.  Her breakfast sat
before her, and a cup of coffee, still steaming, with cream
and sugar, just as he always made for her since she started
drinking it.
     
     “Dad?”
     
     Jeff shook his head, startled by her voice.  “Oh, Leah!
I didn’t hear you.”  He seemed embarrassed by that.
     
     Leah nodded, nervously, and sipped her coffee.  To her
surprise, it was still hot.  In fact, her eggs and hash
browns were hot, too.
     
     She wanted to say something, but couldn’t find the
words.  Her father was folding the newspaper, or trying – he
was having a difficult time and just kept fumbling around
with it.  Finally he just tossed the paper into one the
empty chairs.
     
     There was an awkward silence for a while, as both of
them sipped their coffee and picked at their food, neither
eating.  At last, Jeff put his fork down and folded his
hands.  “Leah, I’m sorry I walked in on you.  I try not to
invade your privacy, and I hate that I intruded on you.
Especially during something so – look, I heard a thud, I
thought maybe you had fallen and hurt yourself.  I’m really
sorry.”
     
     “No, Dad, I’m sorry!  I’m sorry you had to see that!
God, I’m such a dirty little – “ she almost said whore, but
she caught herself.  “You were coming to check on me, and
you find that!  I’m so sorry!  I didn’t mean to let you
down!  I didn’t mean for it to happen, I just –“
     
     Jeff held his hands up to stop her.  “Leah, honey, what
you do is your business!  I try to steer clear of invading
your space as much as I can.  When Mike’s over, I know to
stay out no matter what I hear.  I just didn’t know anything
would be going on then.”
     
     Leah’s face flushed all the more.  “You know about me
and Mike.”
     
     Jeff winced, realizing he was making things worse.
“Um, yeah, actually.  For a few months anyway.  No offense,
honey, but you guys are sixteen.  You aren’t very good at
being quiet during it and it’s not an easy sound to mistake.
I walked by your door once on the way to my room – it was
pretty obvious.”
     
     “And you didn’t say anything?”
     
     “I figured if you wanted to talk about it, you would
bring it up.  I raised you to be smart and make your own
choices.  If you want to have sex, I can’t stop you.  I just
have to hope you are using protection and are at least
starting with someone who you really like and who treats you
well.  I think Mike’s a good kid.  If you were with someone
I couldn’t stand, I might have said something.”
     
     Leah relaxed a bit.  Not only was her father not upset
about her having sex, he didn’t even seem disapproving about
her being fucked by a dog.  She couldn’t believe he was this
calm about the whole thing.  She couldn’t believe he had
been so cool about her having sex with Mike.
     
     “So, you are okay with all of this?”
     
     “You and Mike?  Or you and Rowlie?”  After he voiced
that last part, he realized what he was saying and flinched
again.
     
     Leah actually thought it was cute, the way her father
reacted, and she giggled, not because it was funny, really,
but she needed the release of tension.  “Both, I guess.  But
me and Mike.”
     
     “Sure.  You are using protect?  Birth control?  Our
insurance does cover it, so you should be on it if you are
going to be having sex.”
     
     She nodded, her shock still overwhelming her.  Her
father was okay with her being on birth control?  Not just
okay, he was actually suggesting it!
     
     “As for Rowlie,” Jeff started.  “Whatever you do is
fine with me.  It didn’t seem like either of you were . . .
. taking advantage of the other.  If anything, I would worry
about how you would feel if we find his rightful owner.”
     
     Leah’s head sunk.  She hadn’t thought about that!  She
petted Rowlie’s head.  “You don’t think they’ll know about .
. . . what happened?”  It was a silly question, and she knew
it.  Rowlie couldn’t tell them, how could they know?
Unless, he tried to fuck his owner when he got home.
     
     Jeff chuckled.  “Honey, Rowlie’s a very well trained
dog.  Now, I don’t know how he started . . . . I don’t know
how it happened, but I doubt he would just – “
     
     “Mount me,” Leah said, smiling at her father.  If they
were going to have a conversation, they should at least be
able to say the words.  It was cute watching him try to
fumble for a pleasant way to say it, and it made her realize
how much her really cared about her and how much she loved
him, but it wasn’t going to get them anywhere.
     
     “Yeah.  I don’t think he would just mount you unless
you were really provoking him.”
     
     Leah figured that last bit was actually, in part, a
question, and she shook her head.  She didn’t think she had
done anything that would be overly provocative.
     
     “Then you gave him a command or did something in such a
way that he knew what to do.  Either way, I think Rowlie’s
is more then just a pet to someone out there, and they are
missing him very much.”
     
     Leah nodded and sighed.  It made perfect sense, now
that her father had but it that way, but also made it even
more likely that Rowlie’s owners would find him and take him
home.
     
     Their conversation died there, and they ate their
breakfast in silence.  Leah watched her father most of the
time.  He seemed to be making a conscious effort not to look
at her.  At first she thought that maybe he was grossed out
by it all but didn’t want to say anything to her, but the
more she thought about, the less that felt right.  Her
father had been very open with her and very honest.  It
didn’t feel right that, after everything he had said, he
would hide those feelings from her.
     
     She finished eating and cleared her place.  She caught
him watching her when she turned to clean her dishes in the
sink, but he quickly turned away, trying to act like he
wasn’t looking.  She walked back to the table, smiling, as a
theory formed in her head.
     
     “Thank you, Daddy, for being so wonderful about
everything.”  She leaned over and kissed his cheek.  His
eyes flickered, briefly, down her robe, but just for a
second.  “I’m going to see if Mike will help me put up
fliers today about Rowlie.  We’ll probably come back here
after we’re done if you don’t mind.”
     
     “Not at all,” her father replied with a smile.
     
     “We’ll be in my room.”
     
     He chuckled again, a warm, pleasant sound.  “Look,
Leah, this is all rather abruptly out in the open.  You and
Mike don’t need to sneak around or anything.  If you are in
your room, I won’t bother you.  I’d rather not hear the
headboard banging against the wall or anything like that,
but you don’t have to hide, either.”
     
     “You’re the best!”  Leah flung her arms around his
neck, and when he slowly reached around to embrace her, she
quickly slipped into his lapping.  He sucked in his breath
as she sat on his thighs, and there was no hiding why.  His
face flushed bright red.
     
     “Daddy?” Leah asked, sounding shocked as she wiggled
her butt in her father’s lap, pressing her rear into his
hard on.
     
     “God, Leah.”  He seemed uncomfortable with her in his
lap, his cock so obviously poking into her leg, but she kept
her arms around his neck and kissed his cheek again.
     
     “Now, Daddy, we were having such a nice conversation
about sex, and then you couldn’t even look at me.  You tell
me you are fine with whatever I do, but then you hide stuff
from me.  That’s not fair.”
     
     Jeff was conflicted, it showed on his face.  He was
embarrassed, but the gears were churning none the less.
Leah knew him well enough to know what he was thinking.  He
wanted to be honest, he wanted to have a close, caring, and
open relationship with her, and she had just discovered that
her father, too, was still a sexual being, and that could
not be avoided if they were going to be completely open.
     
     Leah nuzzled her nose in against his neck, planting
soft kisses along his shoulder and up to his ear.  She bit
down gently on his earlobe, and hearing the soft moan escape
his lips, she bit down harder.  She hadn’t even given
thought to what she was doing, and never once did the
question of right or wrong enter her mind about kissing her
father this way.  Today had been of hectic ride, from being
fucked by a dog, then finding out just how sweet and
wonderful her father was, to realizing that he was so turned
on by what he has seen, by her.  It was a wonderful feeling.
     
     “Did seeing Rowlie fuck me turn you on, Daddy?” she
whispered in his ear.
     
     “God yes,” he breathed back.  Leah felt her bathrobe
untied, and then peeled open.  His hand was on her soft
stomach, caressing her skin.  He was touching her in a way
he had never done before, and it excited her.  “Seeing him
on top of you, fucking you – that was amazing.  But just
seeing you, naked on your hands and knees on the floor . . .
“

     As he trailed off, his hand slowly moved up her
stomach, to her breast.  He cupped one, squeezing gently at
the tender flesh.  Leah bit her lip and leaned into his
touch; Mike’s hand never felt so good on her as her father’s
did now.

     “Bit aggressive, aren’t you, Daddy?”

     “You have no idea, honey.”  He pulled her into him,
crushing her body to his and pressing his lips to hers.  The
spark there, the heat of his kiss was amazing.  Such
intensity, such passion and love – Leah’s hands went to her
father’s cheeks and held his face as she returned all the
love and desire with her own lips.  His tongue sought out
her own, and very suddenly she was thrust into a world
unlike anything she had ever known, a world in which a kiss
could express so much and feel so wonderful.  She understood
then just how inexperienced she was, and how much more she
could learn.

     Even before she had had sex with Mike, Leah had
fantasized about older men, men in their forties or so,
distinguished, experienced ones who knew how to treat a lady
and dominate a slut.  She loved it when Mike took control,
when he told her to do things, but she was too much his
equal for him to truly dominate her the way she wanted, the
way an older man could command her.  His words were more
like requests as opposed to the firm orders she wanted.  She
had always fantasized about an older man who could just take
her, sweep her off her feet, and have his way with her as he
liked.  She had never considered that man could be her
father, but that thought made her hotter then ever.
     
     Her father’s lips moved from hers and travel down her
neck to her bare shoulder, kissing and biting across her
skin, making her moan with desire.  His hand continued to
explore her breasts, moving from one to the other to squeeze
the soft mounds and pinch at her young, hard nipples.

     She whispered to his again, “I want to be your slut,
Daddy.”

     He pulled back suddenly, and she was afraid she had
offended him, but the look in his eyes was like a smoldering
fire, a hungry wolf.  “You don’t know what you’re asking.
You have no idea what I would do to you.”

     “I want it, Daddy.  I want to be your whore, your fuck
toy,” she begged, her very word carrying the desire, the
necessity.  “I want you to take me and use me anyway you
want.  I want it, I need it.  Please!”

     Any hesitation he had was gone.  With one powerful
yank, he ripped her bathrobe off of her and dropped it to
the floor.  She was surprised to discover herself suddenly
naked, and even more shocked by the speed and force of his
action, but God, how it excited her!  He scooped her up in
his arms and stood.  She was cradled in his grasp, her arms
around his neck and her head buried in his shoulder, moaning
softly to him how much she wanted and need this, how much it
turned her on.  She knew he worked out, but she had no idea
he was so strong as to carry her so effortlessly from the
kitchen to the living room.  He could have gone farther with
her, her weight was no burden for him, but he couldn’t wait.

     He set her down on the sofa, and before Leah was even
out of his arms, she was tearing at his shirt, desperate to
get it off of him.  She had always thought him a handsome
man, but once his chest was bared to her, and she could see,
not for the first time, but from a new perspective, his
form, his shape, the success of his hard work and steady-
fast training, a new opinion of him formed in his mind.
Sexy, powerful, strong, lord.  She was overwhelmed by the
feeling, this new sensation – she was driven by lust of his
body, of his position, and she welling up from her was a
fanatic fascination.  She adored him, so much beyond just a
daughter’s love for her father; in that moment, she truly
worshipped him.

     Leah leaned in a kissed his chest.  Her lips were hot
and wet against his cool flesh, and every touch of her mouth
to his skin made them both shiver.  Her hands fumbled with
pants; she pulled open button and ripped the front apart.
She pulled down his underwear, exposing his cock to her.

     She was breathless at the site of it.  Something about
her father’s throbbing member captivated her, entranced her.
She cupped his balls in one hand, cradling them as if they
were fragile and precious, and with her other, she gently
stroked his cock, her eyes wide as she beheld the
magnificent tool that had given her life so long ago.  It
felt powerful in her hands.

     “Kiss it, Leah,” he told her, his voice deep and
strong.  Growing up, he had not scolded her often, but when
he had, nothing scared her more.  There was some of that
edge in his voice now, some commanding authority that he had
which, she knew, no one else could ever have with her.  His
voice did scare her a bit, but it thrilled her utterly.

     She leaned her face down and kissed the head of his
cock.  It was a soft kiss at first, a quick brush of the
breeze on a flower’s petal, but the contact of the flesh was
electrifying, and she kissed his dick again with the fiery
passion of a lovers’ tryst, and her tongue lapped across the
bottom of his dick, tasting the salty skin.

     His hand grabbed the back of her head and drove her
face completely down on him and held her there for a few
moments.  She couldn’t breath; his member was much larger
then Mike’s, and she had barely taken all of his in her
mouth at once.  She struggled a little at first, but his
grasp was like iron, and even as his cock tickled the back
of her throat, threatening to gag her, she relaxed.  She was
his to do with as he pleased, and she regretted the few
seconds she had struggled against him.

     He grabbed her head between his hands and began to fuck
his cock with her mouth, hard.  He pulled her face
completely off of his rod and then forced her down on him
again, until she was crushed in against his pelvis  “Is this
what you wanted, Leah?  To be your dad’s fuck-toy?  Is this
how you wanted to be treated?”  His voice matched the sneer
on his face – there was no concern in those questions.

     After a few moments, instead of just pulling her mouth
off of him, he flung her bodily back on sofa.  “You have a
lot to learn about using your mouth, bitch.”

     “Yes, Daddy,” she replied.  Hearing her father say that
turn made her pussy quiver.

     He hooked his hands under her thighs and pulled her
legs up around his waist, her shoulder’s still down on the
couch.  He pulled her in closer, his hands grabbing a solid
hold of her ass.  “Fortunately, you don’t need to know a
damn thing for me to fuck this cunt.”  With those words, her
yanked her to him, driving his cock into her wet snatch with
one thrust.

     She came with that first penetration.  His words, his
actions, the way he possessed her throughout all of it had
her mad with lust, and when he finally took her, completed
his ownership of her body, she couldn’t hold it back.  Her
father was fucking her!  Her father, her Daddy, was now, and
forever, her Lord.  The sensation was amazing!  He wasn’t a
thick as Rowlie, but he was longer and deeper than anything
before.  And his cock was so amazingly textured, so
incredibly satisfying.  Mike had always used a condom; her
father was the first man to ever fuck her bareback.  The
difference was undeniable.

     She could do nothing but let him take her.  She
couldn’t even buck her hips; he wasn’t thrusting into her a
t all, Jeff was simply slamming her body against him.  He
used her, her cunt, to fuck his cock.  He could have been
using his hand or a fleshlight or some other toy – it would
not have been as pleasurable, but that was all she was to
him: a hot, wet hole for him to fuck his cock with.

     She was crying and screaming out for more, over and
over.  “Fuck me, Daddy.  Fuck you little girl.  Fuck my
cunt!  Let me be your fuck toy, Daddy!  I want to be your
slut!”

     “You like that, Leah?  You like having your Daddy’s
cock inside your tight little hole?  Better then that pussy
boyfriend of yours?  Better then fucking a dog, you god damn
pig?”

     “Yes, Daddy.  God yes!  So much better!  Fuck me!”

     Without the slightest warning, he flipped her over, and
took hold of her waist in his hands as he fucked her.  Her
back no longer on the sofa, her face was buried into the
cushions, but he continued to pound his cock with her over
and over, slowing down a little, but banging her all the
harder with ever stroke.

     She couldn’t believe how long he was lasting, how many
times, just as her orgasm was ebbing, another climax sprung
up and wracked her body.  Mike, in all his lustful frenzy,
never had this kind of power, nor had he ever lasted so
long.  Just over and over, Leah could only think about how
she was finally being used by a real man, the man of her
fantasies, her own father.

     “Fuck!” he screamed, and one last time pulled her body
hard against his, then held it there.  “Take my cum, you
whore!”

     “Oh god, Daddy!  Yes!  Cum inside me!  Fill my cunt
with your cum!  God, it feels so good!”

     He held her there for a few moments, grunting as he
emptied his balls inside her pussy.  When the last of his
jizz shot from his cock, he pulled her off and tossed her
legs onto the sofa, like he was discarding a worthless toy.
He sat down next to her, and Lean instantly crawled towards
him, taking his cock in her mouth once again to suck his
clean of her juices and his cum.  She did her best, using
her hand on him as she bobbed her face up and down on his
shafting, licking away the wetness there.  As much as she
had been fucked, she was still completely horny, and this
was only making her hotter.

     He was wilting in her mouth, and the last of his juices
oozed from his cock.  She turned her attention to his balls,
and she licked his sack clean of her cunt juice.  At last,
she crawled into his lap, straddling his thighs, and she
embraced him again, crushing her young soft body against his
hard, muscular chest.

     “Thank you, Daddy!  Thank you so much!  That was best,
ever!  I love you so much!”

     His arms encircled her.  “I love you, too, Leah.”

     There lips met again, with all the passion of lovers
and tenderness of family.  Leah knew that nothing could be
like kissing her father, no one who could love her and care
for her more.

     She rested her head against his chest.  “God, that was
incredible.  You can fuck me any time you like, Daddy.  Just
say the word, and I’ll bend over to take your cock.”

     He chucked as he stroked her hair.  “You really do want
to be my slut, huh?”
     
     “Yes!  God, yes!  More than anything.  Not just your
slut – your toy, your possession.  I want to be fuck hole,
your cum-dumpster.  Anything you want of me, I swear I will
do it.  Anything!”  She had read most of those words in
stories on-line, stories about girls like her serving men
like her father.  It had turned her on to read them being
used, and it made her body shake to say them herself.
     
     “Anything I want?  Anything at all?”
     
     “Anything and everything, Daddy.  I swear.”
     
     “Dangerous promise, Leah.  You have no idea what your
father is really like.”
     
     “I want know.  I want to experience it.  Please?”
     
     “Okay, honey.  Okay.”
     
     She squealed with joy and kissed him again.  “Should I
break up with Mike?”
     
     “Only if you want to.  I would never tell you to do so.
A true slut takes as much cock as she can get.  Cock or
pussy.”
     
     “Mmmmmm,” she moaned at his words.  “I guess I will
need to get some pussy, huh, Daddy?  To be a good slut.”
     
     “Yes, you will.”  He started to laugh a little; Leah
gave him a questioning look, curious as to the cause of his
amusement.  “Sounds like you never made it with a girl,
before, so it made me think, I guess I beat your mother.”
     
     “Beat her?”  Leah didn’t understand.
     
     “To you.  I beat her, I got you first.  When you were
young, it was a little joke between us, which one would fuck
you first.”
     
     “What?”  That shocked the hell out of her!  Sure had
come to accept that her father was attracted to her, but the
idea that he had wanted to do so for long was just odd.  And
her mother, too!
     
     “It was a joke between us, Leah.  We swore to each
other that neither of us would force anything, that it was
your choice, always.  You’re parents are much more perverted
then you could ever imagine.”
     
     Leah pondered that for a moment.  She spun her body so
that she was sitting in his lap, her back against his chest;
his arms circled her stomach and held her close.  Rowlie was
watching them, sitting still and silent, and probably had
been since her father carried her in here.  Now, seeing her
face him, he walked over to her.  His tongue flicked out and
lapped across her cunt.  She purred and patted his head.
     
     “Mmmm, good boy, Rowlie.  That feels great!”  His
tongue slathered her pussy, licking her of her own juices
and, she suspected, her father’s cum as it seeped out.
     
     “And the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree, it
seems,” Jeff said.  He kissed her head as he watched the dog
lick his daughter’s cunt.
     
     “Is Mom a lesbian?” Leah asked.
     
     “Bisexual - we both are, actually.  Had a lot of crazy
times when we were younger.  But I think she is more into
women.  That’s why we got divorced.  We had a rather open
marriage, but we agreed to be open and honest about anyone
we were fucking on the side.  Especially if it was more then
just a one-time thing.  Your mother would still sneak
around, seeing other women.  I got annoyed, and because of
that, she left me for one of them.”
     
     Leah sighed with pleasure as Rowlie continued his oral
administration.  “That makes so much more sense, now.”  She
watched her Doberman lover lap away at her, and thought
about all the cum her father had pumped into her.  She
muttered, more to herself, “I guess I should get on birth
control.”
     
     “I thought you said you were?”  There was shock in her
father’s voice.
     
     “No, you asked if Mike and I were safe.  We use
condoms.”
     
     “I didn’t.”
     
     “I know.”  She reached a hand up to sooth his face.
“It was fucking wonderful!”
     
     Jeff’s hand rubbed down over her bare pelvis mound.  “I
guess we’ll find out if your father is still potent or not.”
     
     “Oh, I know he is,” Leah replied.  “I wish you could
have been my first, Daddy.  That would have been wonderful.”
An idea struck her, even as her father mumbled his
agreement.  “Back, Rowlie.  Sit”
     
     Rowlie did so, staking a few steps back and sitting
down on his hunches, staying completely still.  His red cock
jutted out from the furry sheath, showing his readiness.
Leah climbed out of her father’s lap and down onto the
floor.  She got on her hands and knees and crawled over to
Rowlie.  She lowered her head to his cock and took the thick
member into her mouth.  Slowly, purposefully, she began to
go down on him, moaning her delight all the while, and
making a large show of it to her father.
     
     “God, you are a slut, Leah,” he said, approvingly.
     
     Leah moaned her response.  Everything she did today
just seemed to turn her on more and more, and now, Rowlie’s
cock in her mouth, spewing his doggy pre-cum onto her
tongue, the fire in her body was becoming unbearable.
     
     She wiggled her ass for her father, giving him a real
show as she blew the dog.  She reached back with both hands
and spread her ass cheeks wide, revealing her tight asshole
for him.  She played with her anus with her finger, at first
sliding the digit up and down in her ass crack, but as her
body responded to the pleasing touch, she became more and
more daring.  She rubbed her finger in quick circles around
her brown hole, and then she dipped her finger inside.  It
felt fabulous, penetrating her rear like that as a show for
her father.  She began to finger herself in earnest, going
deeper and faster, deeper and faster, and all the while
sucking on Rowlie’s fabulous canine cock.
     
     She felt her father’s hands on her waist, and she knew
her little show had gotten him back in the mood and ready
for more.  And she about to give him the virginity she had
left – her ass.  She felt the wetness heat of his spit land
on her asshole, and with the head of cock, he smeared the
small bit of lube around her hole; she wanted to feel him up
her ass so badly, now, she could barely stand the teasing of
his cock’s touch.
     
     He was a bit slower entering her asshole then he had
been with her pussy.  She could feel her muscular ring
stretching wide for him, sliding open more and more and he
fed his shaft into her tight rectum, pushing himself deeper
inside.  She wasn’t breathing, she couldn’t move at all, it
was just too intense.  She felt like his cock was everywhere
inside of her, deeper in her body then ever, that somehow,
every bit of her was filled up by his dick, now, and she was
just getting fuller and fuller by the second.
     
     It did hurt her to be stretched so wide so quickly, but
it was the more pleasurable feeling, too.  It hurt so good,
she wanted him to just thrust the last bit of himself in.
She couldn’t say it, not with Rowlie’s cock in her mouth,
and she didn’t want to relinquish that treasure, so she
pushed herself back against him and impaled herself fully,
grunting with complete and total pleasure at finally taking
it all.
     
     “An ass-slut now, too, I see,” her father muttered.
“Since you like it so much, I won’t be gentle breaking you
in.”
     
     Leah moaned at those words, but it quickly became a
yelp of surprise as her father pulled back and thrust
himself forward all at once.  He wasn’t kidding, he wasn’t
going to be gentle at all!  He fucked her tight, young ass
with ever ounce of strength he possessed, and she loved it!
Her ass clutched his cock in a death grip at first, and when
he started going at it, her shitter tightened up even more,
but after a few minutes of stinging pain, she felt her
asshole suddenly relax, and god, she couldn’t keep still or
quiet to save her life!
     
     Rowlie barked once and then Leah found her mouth full
of his cum.  She swallowed it hungrily, but she couldn’t
keep up with the flow of it.  Spurt after spurt fired
rapidly into her mouth and leaked out between her lips, and
she kept sucking on his red prick until he stood, moved
away, and sat down to watch her father fuck her ass.  Spying
the small pool of cum that had dripped from her mouth, Leah
leaned down and slowly licked it off the hardwood floor.
     
     “Such a slut for dug cum you like it off the floor?” he
dad grunted and he fucked her ass.
     
     “Yes!  I love it!”  She thought about the mess still
left on her bedroom floor from before breakfast.  She had no
doubt now that sooner or later she would make it back to her
room and lick it all clean.
     
     “Let’s see how you like sucking on this.”  Jeff jerked
free of his daughter’s ass, and with a flick of his hand, he
rolled her onto her back, straddled her tits, and shoved his
cock into her open mouth.
     
     Leah never hesitated; she began to suck her father’s
cock fresh from her ass.  The idea of it was so nasty, she
nearly came as she licked his shaft.  There was little taste
to it other then the salty flavor of flesh – maybe a little
tinge of something bitter and intoxicatingly erotic, but
nothing more then a hint.  She found that she was upset by
that.
     
     “You like that?  You dad’s cock right out of your ass?”
He pulled back enough to free up her mouth.
     
     He expected an answer, and she gave him one.  “I love
it, Daddy.  It tastes so fucking good.  Fuck my ass more,
Daddy, please!  I need your cock up my ass!”
     
     Jeff grinned at her.  “Of course, honey.  I’ll fuck
your ass more.”  He crawled down her body and jerked her
legs up to his shoulders.  He lifted her butt off the
ground, and rammed his cock fully back up her rear passage.
Leah screeched out, pleasure and pain mingling into the most
fabulous sensation ever as he father returned to banging her
bottom.

     She was mad with desire, but as wonderful as having an
assfull of cock felt, Leah knew that she would never get the
release she so badly needed this way.  “Daddy, please, can I
play with my pussy?  I need to cum so badly!  Please,
Daddy?”

     Jeff grinned.  His daughter was good at being the slut-
girl, very good indeed, and Leah could see the pleasure in
his eyes as she begged him.  “Yes, honey, you can cum this
time.  But only once.”

     Leah’s hand was on her cunt in an instant.  She had
never been so hot or wet before, and it only took her a few
moments to reach an earth-shattering climax as her dad
continued to pound her sore asshole.  It was absolute
heaven.

     But as her father continued to fuck her, Leah found it
hard to keep from playing with herself more.  She could cum
again and again is she was allowed, but she couldn’t go
against her father’s words.
     
     He kept going forever, it seemed, and Leah’s whole
existence became her pussy, dying for more attention, and
her ass, getting reamed over and over, feeling hot and tight
from the abuse, but deliriously wonderful as well.  When her
father came, spewing is load deep in her bowels, and pulled
his cock free, Leah left a sense of loss, not having his rod
packed up tight inside of her.  There was a strange
emptiness, though a certain comfort as well, not having him
in her rear.  She was already missing his cock.
     
     Once again, without a word from her father, Leah
immediately went for his cock, sucking it into her mouth to
lick it clean of his cum and her own juices.  She was on her
knees on the floor in front of the sofa where he sat, and
she could feel his cum leaking from her wide-open asshole;
it felt incredibly sexy.  She let him go completely soft in
her lips, sucking away the last droplets of his cum, before
she pulled away.
     
     Her father pointed to the small cum puddles on the
floor, some it left from Rowlie, the rest of it his own
spunk that had seeped out from her rear.  He didn’t need to
say anything more.  She crawled around on her hands and
knees, lapping up ever last drop.
     
     “Good girl, Leah.”
     
     “Thank you, Daddy.”  She beamed.  Somehow, that little
bit of praise meant the world to her.  “I just want to
please you.”
     
     “You do, honey.  You do.”
     
     “And I will.  I mean it, Daddy.  I really want you to
use me.”
     
     Jeff grabbed his daughter’s chin in one hand and held
her firm.  “I will, Leah.  We’ll just see how much you can
take.”
     
     “I’ll take it all, Daddy.  For you, I will do
anything.”
     
     He grinned at her.  “We’ll see, honey.  We will see.”