Story Codes: M/f, Incest, Rom, Teen, Spank, WS, Oral, Slut, humil

Copyright 2008 Rachael Ross all rights reserved. Intended for adults only. rache696@yahoo.com

Synopsis: Daddy is a strict man and when I came home a little late after cheerleading practice, not only did I know I was going to be in troubleI was counting on it!

Note: Some people will be confused or maybe even angered by my use of the 'romance' code, but they don't know how much I love my daddy. Written for Cazwell's "2008 Father's Day Celebration" and first runner-up in the 'Most Disturbing' category. Thanks to those who voted for me. I'll try harder next year. -rr Rome 0608


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Fuckface
Fiction by rache


I came home five hours late and ready for trouble.

Daddy was waiting for me in the living room, sitting in his big easy chair and staring at the front door. He had his belt in his hands, the long black leather one that he usually wore. Daddy held it doubled over across his thighs and I had the impression that he'd been sitting like that for a long time already.

I didnt say anything. I just swallowed hard and closed the door behind me with a loud snick sound. The house was very quiet and that made it worse somehow. It felt like there was nothing else in the world but me and him, and I felt very, very small.

"Where have you been, Princess?" he asked in a soft, deceptively gentle voice that made me shiver. I almost changed my mind right then, but it was way too late for that and I knew it.

"Cheerleader practice," I replied, putting my hands behind my butt, resisting the urge to look down at myself.

"Really?" His handsome face took on a little smile, like Id told him the sort of joke only a fourteen year old girl could think of.

"Uh-huh," I nodded seriously, but biting my lip probably gave it away and I twisted slowly on my hips, turning my pleated skirt this way and that. It was red and gold, like the stretchy top I was wearing.

"Youre telling me you had cheerleader practice until eleven oclock at night, huh?" Daddy looked me head to toe, with his dark eyes narrowed and the corners of his mouth turned down.

"Yes sir," I answered and I tried to keep looking at him, but my heart was going fast and I could barely breathe; my clothes felt much too tight on my small body.

"Whats that on your legs there?" he wondered and all the lights were on; there wasnt anyplace to hide.

I looked down without thinking about it, following my daddys gaze, and we could both see the stains on my legs. Long glistening streaks, clear in some places and whitish gray in others, were running from beneath my skirt down to my knees and even to my bare calves above my ankle socks. I could feel it all wet and sticky and cold now, not hot like before.

"I dont know," I lied.

"Lift your skirt up, Princess," he breathed and his face had taken on some color, more brown than red, I thought, and that frightened me all the more.

"Yes, Daddy," I answered, knowing better than to argue.

I took the hem of my cheer skirt in both hands, between my thumbs and index fingers, and lifted it slowly. I closed my eyes for a moment, until I remembered how much my daddy hated that. He always wanted me looking at him when we talked about something, even if it wasnt really talking at all.

"What happened to your panties, girl?" he asked me, and I wasnt his Princess anymore.

"I lost them, Daddy," I offered him quietly.

He was staring at me now and I didnt have to look to know what my daddy was seeing. My hairless little sex was red and puffy, pink and turned inside out, with my pussy lips all swollen and hanging down. Mostly they were tucked inside me nice and tight, but not anymore. My sexy labia were split apart and dripping the remains that leaked from the depths of my pussy. My tiny clitty, which was still brand new for me, was stiff and buzzing like shed never stop.

"Lost your panties, huh?" he shook his head and drew his lips into a thin crease. "Howd that happen?"

"I dont know," I swallowed and looked down. I couldnt help it.

"How many boys fucked you, girl?" he demanded and his voice was just a growl.

"Um" I bit my bottom lip.

"Look at me," Daddy said. "And dont you tell me you dont know."

I brought my blue eyes up to Daddys face quickly and I shivered so hard that I almost let go of my skirt, but that would have been bad. My blonde hair was in my eyes, all loose and messed up like the rest of me, but I didnt try and get it out. I just blinked and stared and tried to remember.

"I thinkSix?" I said softly. "Or no. Seven, Daddy."

"You let seven boys fuck you?" Daddys knuckles were turning white around the belt and it made a soft creaking sound. "All at once?"

"They took turns, Daddy," I said, not trying to be funny at all.

"You little slut," he shook his head. "Stupid little whore. What else did they do?"

"They" I licked my lips cause they were dry now, "They were in my mouth too, Daddy."

"You sucked seven cocks?" he asked and I nodded.

"They made me do it," I told him, but I wasnt ever any good at lying to my daddy.

"I bet they did," he agreed sarcastically. "Youre a little cocksucker now. Just like your mother, is that it? A cocksucking whore?"

"Y-Yes Daddy," I agreed, because that was what he wanted.

"Yes Daddy, what?" he demanded.

"Im a-a-a cocks-s-sucking whore, Daddy," I stuttered and I closed my eyes just for a second, but even that was probably too long.

"You swallow, slut?" he wondered.

"I swallowed some," I admitted after catching a bit of breath. "Kind of."

"Kind of?" Daddy chuckled, but it wasnt a happy sound. "Either you did or you didnt, slut. Tell me the truth; you swallow a lot of cum?"

"Yes, Daddy," I answered reluctantly and he was waiting for the rest of it. "I swallowed a lot of cum."

"What else?" he wanted to know. "That all you did? Fuck and suck seven cocks? Or did they make you do something else too?"

"I dont know" I shook from my tailbone up to my shoulders because I wasn't sure what he was asking.

"Turn around, bitch," he ordered. "Show me your ass."

"Oh," I winced when he said that, but there was no chance of refusing and I turned slowly, like the ballerina in my jewelry box upstairs.

"Bend over, slut," he said, "and keep that skirt up, or so help me Jesus, Ill make you the sorriest little whore in the world."

"Y-Yes, Daddy," I tried to say, but the words didnt want to come out of me just then.

I did exactly as he told me to, spreading my legs slightly to keep my balance, and bending over from the waist. I kept my skirt pulled out and up, blinking at the floor as I exposed my red round bottom to my daddys piercing gaze. He could see what I couldnt, but I knew what it felt like. My butt still hurt after those boys had put their fingers and then their dicks inside it. I was sore, like somebody had punched me inside so that I had cramps and bruises. Even so it was better than it had felt at the time they were doing it and the greasy sperm that was inside me there was almost soothing, except it felt sort of dirty and I knew it was trying to leak out of me.

"Ass fucked too, eh?" Daddys voice filled the whole house it seemed like, although he wasnt talking very loudly at all.

"Yes, Daddy," I breathed. "They did it to me there too."

"They ass fucked you, bitch," he insisted.

"They a-a-assfucked me too, D-Daddy," I replied obediently.

"And you loved it, didnt you?" he asked me. "You wanted those boys to do it. Tell me the truth."

"Y-Yes, Daddy," I nodded and the blood was rushing to my face, making me hot and dizzy, but I didnt dare stand up.

"You knew what they were going to do, didnt you?" he chuckled again and I shut my eyes. "What did they tell you, slut?"

"T-That I was going to b-be their special girlf-f-friend," I stammered softly. "After p-practice."

"You feel special now, bitch?" he wondered.

"No Daddy," I answered.

"You think you got seven boyfriends that are going to love a stupid little whore like you?" he continued and my knees were shaking.

"N-N-No," I sighed weakly, "Daddy."

"Everybodys going to know what a slut you are," he decided. "The whole school. The whole town. Every boy around is going to think he can get his dick between your legs."

"I know, Daddy," I agreed.

"Youre gonna let them too, arent you, bitch?" he asked. "A cunt like yours cant say no to a hard cock, can it?"

"No Daddy," I shifted my feet, wriggling my butt and feeling my tender insides protest as I stayed bent over like I was. It was starting to hurt a lot and I was afraid Id fall down in a second.

"No? No, what?" he demanded. "No, you aint gonna let those boys fuck you anymore? Or no, youre gonna spread that pussy for any man who wants it?"

"IIm gonna spread, Daddy," I almost sobbed and my arms were getting tired too from holding my skirt out and up like I was.

"Spread what, bitch?" he asked. "Talk to me like you got an education, slut."

"I-Im gonna s-spread my p-p-pussy, Daddy," I moaned, "for any m-man who w-wants it."

"Just like your mother, huh?" he gave me a deep sigh. "Least she taught me how to deal with stupid cunts like you. Get over here, slut."

"Yes, Daddy," I agreed, standing up and feeling my whole body ache and tremble. It felt good and my eyes went a little black for a second, stars twinkling blue and red and yellow as Id moved too quickly.

"What are you waiting for, bitch?" he demanded. "Get your slutty ass over my knees. You know whats coming to you."

"S-Sorry, Daddy," I took a faltering step and then another, the room coming back into focus and my dad was still in his chair, waiting for me.

"Not as sorry as youre gonna be, cunt," he promised me. "Theres only one way to teach a whore like you."

"I know, Daddy," I nodded and took my position, the one Id learned from the time I was born, it seemed like.

"Get those hands out of the way, slut," he warned me and I moved them quickly, pressing my palms to the carpet as my tummy and hips were over his thighs.

"Yes, Daddy," I whispered, closing my eyes as I felt him raising my skirt, pulling it over my bare butt and out of the way.

"Spread these legs, give me your holes, bitch," he said, pressing his big hand between my wet thighs so that I had no choice but to do what he wanted.

"Oh!" I gasped as Daddys fingers curled, reaching down to find my pussy and the swampy mess all those boys had left down there.

"You got fucked hard, didnt you, whore?" he chuckled. "Fucked hard and put away wet, eh? Guess you liked it just fine too, stupid cunt. Tell me."

"Y-Yesssss" I hissed and my hands and toes came off the floor as Daddy suddenly shoved two thick fingers inside my pussy without any hint of kindness at all.

"Yes, what?" he teased me, twisting and turning his fingers against the soft walls of my cunt. Juices were spilling out of me quickly, his fingers making lewd wet noises that only humiliated me further.

"Y-Yes, I l-liked it w-when they f-fucked me hargghhh!" I gasped and the breath fell out of me as Daddy took a handful of my pussy.

The two fingers inside me were curled up to meet his palm with my tortured flesh caught in between. He lifted me by my pussy like that, pulling me right off his legs, but not very far of course, just enough so that I imagined he was going to rip my sex away, and my eyes flooded with hot tears of pain and embarrassment.

"Thats what I thought, slut," he said and hed let me go right away, after just a second, but it had seemed a lot longer than that to me. "Open your cockhole, bitch."

"Wha" I didnt know what he meant at first, but Daddy yanked my head up by my hair with one hand and shoved his dirty fingers between my lips with the other.

"Suck them clean, whore," he said, shoving his fingers as far into my mouth as he could. "Come on, bitch, show me how you sucked off all those boys."

I was gagging and choking, my jaw working uselessly and I was fighting to breathe. Daddy was tickling the back of my mouth, the entrance to my throat with his fingertips and I was retching, squirming in his lap. He pulled back slightly and then rammed his fingers against the insides of my cheeks, one side and then the other while he twisted my head so he could see my face while he did it.

My cheeks bulged outward and I could taste the familiar mix of cum, mine and those seven boys on my daddys fingers. He played with my tongue, trying to catch it between his fingers like pinchers, and I wriggled it around in the spit that was filling my mouth. I swallowed and drooled and my flushed cheeks were wet with tears. Daddy hooked his fingers into my cheek, tugging at my face until he could gather a big wad of his own spittle.

"Open your fucking mouth, bitch," he said, not removing his fingers at all and I did my best to do what he wanted.

I was twisted and looking up, barely able to breathe and trembling with fear and excitement too, I have to admit that. I was quivering with anticipation and Id known all night what was waiting for me once I got home. I watched my daddys spit as it fell from his mouth to mine, a large wad of it landing heavily on my tongue. His fingers played with it, pushed it around and stirred our saliva into a weak bubbling froth that I swallowed eagerly.

"You nasty cunt," he snorted, pushing my head back down and he was reaching for the belt he'd dropped to the floor. "You cant even pretend not to like it, can you?"

"Noooo" I moaned and it was true, every word my daddy uttered was a testament to my slutty desires. "I like it, Daddy."

My reluctance and tepid responses were flying in the face of my daddys love, the only love Id ever known. The belt was coming, like goodnight kisses hot on my skin and I pushed myself up even higher, spread my legs a fraction wider for it. I held my breath, shut my eyes tightly, and bathed in the eternity that my daddy made me wait for his leather bound affection.

SMACK!!

The air exploded from my lungs with a whoosh as the supple strap of Daddys belt found my ass, licking me across both cheeks like a tongue of flame. It burned cold for an instant and then hot even as he drew his arm back for another blow. They came hard and fast, endlessly atop one another and there was nothing I could do to escape them. I didnt want to get away. I wanted to live there, burning in the fires with him for the rest of my life.

"You stupid whore," he was saying, the words coming in time with the belt, punctuated with explosions of ripe pain across my flesh. "Giving your cunt away like the slut you are. Cocksucking bitch. I feed you. I clothe you. I send you to school and for what? So you can fuck every cock you can find?"

"AhhhhD-D-Daddy!" I gasped, digging my fingernails into the carpet, my feet scampering uselessly. The crack of leather against my ass filled my ears like thunder, and lightning was the pain. Jets of electricity shooting up my spine, forcing me to arch my back and lift my head. I was whimpering like a puppy, howling like a bitch in heat. Every sound I made hurt with its desperate escape, leaving the rest of me behind to writhe in agony.

"That cunt belongs to me, bitch," he said. "That mouth of yours? That cockhole is mine, slut, understand me? That cocksucking asshole of yours too. All of it belongs to your daddy. Youre my slut. My whore. Nobody elses."

"Yessss" I screamed and with one last kiss of the whip, Daddy made me cum.

My tummy contracted and my cunt spasmed as I drew my knees up and my elbows down. I hugged my daddys thighs, embracing him the only way I could, clutching him as I sobbed loudly, shuddering with my best orgasm of the night. My pussy pumped old sperm and fresh girl cum out of my hole with a tiny flood to stain my daddys trousers. But they were already wet and he barely noticed. I barely noticed. We were too busy just then as Daddys hands found my ass and I was lost in a dazzling rapture of unearthly delight.

"Fucking slut," he was breathing hard and he had both hands on my butt cheeks, digging his fingers into my swollen flesh.

I had welts now, long stripes of raised bumps and blisters from the top of my ass down to my thighs. Hed whipped me as hard as hed ever done it in his life, harder maybe, and I imagined Id never stand again, never walk or run, but only held in my daddys loving arms forever after. There was too much pain and I couldnt tell it from the pleasure. My head was swimming and maybe there wasnt any pain at all. I felt high and happy and Daddys hands on my body felt so good just then. This was very much like heaven must be, I thought, and I would have gladly died to stay there.

Daddy squeezed my butt gently, giving me some small tenderness as his fingers explored the art his efforts had wrought upon my skin. I moaned when he pulled my cheeks apart, determined now to reward me for being his good daughter and taking my punishment so well. It was our ritual and not the only reason I loved the belt, but certainly one of them. It was the after that made it special and I gasped and clenched my asshole around Daddys finger instinctively as he pushed inside me.

"Dont you fight me, cunt," he said and I nodded, sucking an apologetic breath of cool air and forcing myself to relax.

I was still sore, very sore inside my butt and Id been bleeding from the fucking Id taken. Not a lot, but enough to see spots of red floating in the sperm that fell from asshole into the toilet bowl afterwards. I hadnt cleaned myself before coming home of course, not at all, but Id wanted to know. Now Daddy knew as well and he had his middle finger as far inside my clasping rectum as he could get it. I could sense the greasy sperm inside me being pushed deeper, or maybe just around that thick digit as Daddy wiggled it gently. I was torn inside and I held my breath, but this felt good too and after a minute I was rolling my hips, wanting to feel more.

"You got a dirty mouth of an asshole, dont you?" he chuckled. "Sucking my finger like a bitch on her knees."

"Yes, Daddy," I whispered.

"You want more cock in your ass?" he asked me. "Is that what youre asking for, slut?"

"P-Please, DaddyF-Fuck me," I used what little strength I had left to push my butt against his hand. "I need it."

"Need that cock, huh?" he took a deep breath, fucking his finger in and out of me now. "Youre a bad little whore, you know that? Trying to seduce your own Daddy. Shame on you."

"IIm sorry, Daddy," I whimpered, collapsing onto his strong legs as my arms gave out finally.

"What am I gonna do with you, cunt?" he wondered. "Spankings dont work. Grounding you doesnt do any good. You dont listen to a word I say, do you?"

"N-No, Daddy," I admitted. "I dont c-care what you s-s-say."

"Just like your mother," he said and he seemed to think about that for a moment. "Is that what you want? To be a whore like your mother? You think you can take her place?"

"Yessss" I moaned loudly, feeling my heart skipping and I lifted my head, daring to turn my eyes towards Daddys face.

"Be your Daddys wife?" he grunted. "You know what that means? No more school. No more cheerleading or going to the mall with your slutty friends. Ill fucking tie you to the bed and rape your ass every day, bitch. Is that what you want?"

"Y-Yes, Daddy," I swallowed thickly, nodding as I stared into his eyes.

"Youll fuck my friends when I tell you to," he promised me. "Youll suck cock when I say so, anytime, anywhere. If I tell you to drink dog piss, youll fucking do it."

"I w-want to do it, Daddy," I promised him.

"Prove it," he said. "You want to be my wife so fucking bad? You want to take your mothers place in my bed? Get on your knees, slut."

I moved awkwardly, feeling stiff and broken, like my muscles had forgotten how to work. But I did it as quickly as I could, getting off Daddys thighs with no help from him at all, getting on my knees between his legs as he sat there in his chair watching me. I was hot and soaked with sweat, my top askew and my breasts aching like they were trying to grow-up all at once. My nipples itched and burned, and my tummy cramped painfully. But that was nothing compared to the fire in my ass and thighs, the high of my orgasms and the joy of pain and pleasure finally wearing thin.

"I gotta piss right now," he told me. "Take out my cock and show me how much you love me, cunt."

I reached for his trousers with trembling fingers, undoing his button and then his zipper, spreading Daddys pants like a dark tablecloth so that I could reach inside his underwear and free his cock and balls. The cock that had made me almost fifteen years before was hot and heavy in my small hands. He wasnt hard though, not completely, and I stared at the ruddy length of him, thick and warm, and smelling of sweat and manly musk. I got goosebumps along my arms and I stared at the smooth head of Daddys cock, lighter in color than the heavily veined shaft, and wet with precum from when hed been whipping me.

"Hurry up, slut," he said. "I dont have all night."

"Yes, Daddy," I whispered and I brought my lips to it, kissing the tip of his penis and then opening my mouth as wide as I could.

"Not too much, stupid," he slapped the side of my head gently and I flushed with humiliation at his rebuke. "I want to piss, not cum. Dont spill a drop of it either."

"Mmphh" I nodded with my eyes and made sure my lips were tight just beneath the pronounced ridge of his cockhead. He was big too, even though daddy's cock was only sort of hard, it filled my hands and mouth. I could feel it alive beneath my fingers and lips, pulsing with a life all its own. I loved my daddy's cock, worshipped the way it dominated me so easily. I loved that thick piece of man meat the way only a real slut can.

He let go of his bladder after a few seconds of waiting and my mouth was suddenly filled with hot salty piss. The flood almost made me panic, but I swallowed as fast as I could, drinking my daddys pee and adding it to all the sperm Id swallowed earlier. The taste was acrid, a little sour maybe, or bitter, but it was my daddy and I didnt care. I drank him eagerly, loving him with my eyes while Daddy stroked my hair and smiled. He knew it wasnt easy to swallow all of his piss, he had a lot of it, but I was doing it and I could see the pride in my daddys face.

"Good little whore," he said and he was helping me too, controlling his bladder so that I could keep up. "Drink my piss, all of it. Show me how much you love me, bitch."

At the end, when all that was left were the quick little spurts when Daddy would squeeze his muscles, he took my head firmly in his big hands.

"Now start sucking with that cunt mouth of yours," he demanded and even as I tried to get comfortable with a belly full of hot urine, he was pulling my mouth down hard.

I gagged and almost threw-up, but I didnt. I just kept my tongue out of the way and my lips tight as Daddys cock started to get bigger. Hed had his piss and now he wanted to cum and his dick began to swell quickly, the head jamming against the entrance to my throat as Daddy wanted me to take more and more of his lengthening cock.

"Open your throat, cocksucker," he demanded. "Open it or Ill fuck your ass with my fist."

"Ummphh" I blinked rapidly at him, my eyes once again filling with tears. I tried to open my throat, to find the muscles but my brain was in a fever. I couldnt breathe and all that pee in my tummy was boiling and threatening to come back up. I was impaled on Daddys fat cock and I pushed uselessly against his legs with my hands, but he ignored all of that.

"AhhhThats it you, fucking slut," he smiled as somehow, by way of a miracle it seemed to me, my throat opened for him.

My daddys cock suddenly lunged completely into the too small opening hed found at the back of my mouth. My nose was pressed flat against the thick nest of pubic hair above his cock and my chin found Daddys heavy cum-filled balls. My lips were stretched taut around the very base of Daddys cock and halfway to my tummy the head of his penis was dripping precum to mix with everything else Id swallowed that night.

"In and out, bitch," he told me. "Thats what a wife is good for. Get used to it. Were going to be doing this every fucking day for the rest of your miserable life."

Daddy was the one doing all the work, lifting my head up and then pulling me back down hard. He was fucking my throat and it hurt at first. I hadnt done that before, but I kept my eyes on his, showing him that I loved it. I loved him and I wanted to learn how to be a good wife. This was all I was good for, I knew that, and so I wanted to be the best at it. I was almost going to pass out, my lungs labored and burned under my heaving breasts, but I didn't care. I kept my throat open and fucked Daddys cock with my mouth the way he expected me to.

"Yeah, see? Fuck, youre the biggest slut, I ever saw," he said. "Eat it, bitch. Take it all, thats it. Thats my good little cocksucker."

I was surprised to realize that Daddy wasnt holding my head anymore. Hed let me go at some point and now it was all me. I was the one forcing my mouth down around his cock, taking him into my open throat over and over. I wasnt pushing at his thighs anymore, I was pulling at him, drawing myself down so I could fuck my daddy with my mouth. I wanted his sperm in my tummy. I wanted it mixed up with his piss and spit and the cum from seven boys I didnt even love.

I didnt love anybody but my daddy and Id always known that. Now I was proving it. He didnt say a word, didnt warn me or anything when Daddy started cumming. It just happened all of a sudden, with his cock stuffed balls deep in my throat. He was shooting into my belly and before I could understand that, Id started pulling back so that he was cumming in my mouth and I blinked and jerked and had to swallow fast and hard.

Daddy was cumming a lot and it was warm and thick, not watery like some of those boys Id sucked off. This was rich, manly sperm. The stuff that had made me and I washed my tongue all around Daddys cockhead even as he spurted against it. I savored the snotty texture and the salty flavor that made my mouth water in response. The creamy spend was a balm as it slid down my bruised throat, soothing and comforting while I nursed on my daddys prick like a baby on a bottle.

"You like that, huh?" he asked me with a gentle voice and I refused to let his cock go.

"Umphh-hmphh," I agreed, washing his dick clean with my tongue, tickling his piss hole and trying to get the last drops that might be hiding inside.

"Yeah, my little fuck face, thats what you are," he decided. "I might have to change your name. Fuckface, you like that name?"

"Mmphh," I nodded slowly, working my lips back and forth, wanting to get my daddy hard again.

"You need a cock in your pussy now, dont you fuckface?" he chuckled. "You want your daddy to put a baby in your belly?"

"Yesss" I breathed, pulling my mouth away just for that and I held him in my hands, rubbing Daddys dick all over my face.

"A little girl to take your place when shes old enough?" he suggested and I shivered at his words. "Gonna give me a daughter to love the way I love you, fuckface?"

"Oh, Daddy," I sighed, pressing my lips to his balls, kissing and licking at them as his cock began to grow strong for me again.

"The way I loved your mother?" he continued. "Is that what you want, fuckface?"

"Yes, Daddy," I agreed breathlessly. "A little girl. I want to have a girl for you."

"Ill fuck her holes," he promised. "Right in front of you. I'll make you watch when I make her bleed."

"I know, Daddy," I licked along the underside of his cock and kissed the head.

"Shes gonna be a slut, a little whore just like her mother," he predicted. "Just like her grandmother. Shell fuck every cock she can find, I guarantee it. You're all the same."

"Yeah, Daddy. We are," I gasped, taking my daddys cock into my mouth once again and he was almost there, almost ready to fuck me good.

"Im cursed with daughters. With little sluts and whores like their mothers," he sighed. "I thought you were gonna be different, fuckface."

"Mpphhh" I shook my head because I was the biggest slut of them all and we both knew it.

"Stop flirting with my dick and get your cunt around it, fuckface," he said, pushing me away. "Show me how good that mouth between your legs can suck."

"Yes, Daddy," I said with a wet smack of my lips. "Im sorry, Daddy."

"Hurry up," he said. "Thats your other problem, fuckface. You talk too much."

"YesOh" I bit my lip and my face burned as he just shook his head.

I stood up on rubbery legs, feeling my tummy bloated now. I was too full and it felt like Id drank a gallon of Daddys piss and cum. I was feeling the need to pee myself, but I knew Id have to hold it. I had to love my daddy first and fuck his cock the way he wanted me to. I was his wife now, his child-bride, and the idea that we were going to consummate our love drove my heart wildly until I thought it would burst. I was going to do it. Finally, after so many years of trying to seduce my daddy, Id found the key.

It had taken me several months to prove to the man that I was a real slut. That I was a hopeless slave to cock and cum. I had to show him over and over that I had no respect for myself, or his silly rules, or anything but my desire to be used like the whore I was. Id snuck out a dozen times, two dozen, and fucked every cock I could find. Id let him catch me and punish me and call me names, knowing that one day I would push him just a little too hard, a little too far. I was his little whore. His slut. His bitch. His little fuckface and now I was my daddys wife.

Id give him a daughter too, just like Id promised. A girl we could love and teach and grow into a slut just like me. Id teach her just like my mommy had taught me, knowing that someday my daughter would take my place in her daddys bed. With her tight little cunt wrapped lovingly around his big cock. And Id watch, God yes! Id be on the floor with a fat buttplug up my ass and a vibrator stuffed deep in my cunt. Id have my mouth gagged with pissy cum stained panties and my hands and feet would be bound beneath and behind me. All Id be able to do was watch and cum and cry as my daughter took my place.

I smiled at my mommy when I turned around, seeing her eyes all big and wet with tears. She was cumming for me; struggling weakly against the ropes that Daddy had used to tie her down with. Mommy was staring at us while I stood between her husbandsNo, I stood between my husbands legs, my back to him as I bent over and brought my horny cunt to his eager cock. Daddy just waited patiently, smiling and nodding; he could see Mommy too and hed gotten her ready just for this. I brought my hole closer and lower, reaching between my legs to guide Daddys fat prick into my well-fucked cum hole. This was what Id been bred for all along and it had only been a matter of time.

"Sorry Mommy," I giggled and made a little kissy face just before Daddys cock pushed between the folds of my eager little pussy. The sensation made me shudder with pleasure and a deep sigh escaped my trembling lips. "Ahmmm...Yeah, he's my husband now," I told her and then Daddy fucked me the way a husband should.


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