Yes, my daughter is a slut. A cock hungry girl that is into older man. And she likes it rough. In all holes. And I love her for being the hot fuck toy she is. And yes, I have done it all with her. And I still do everything I like with her. But it wasn’t always that way. We once, back then, were just father and daughter. Nothing out of the ordinary. But it changed, when my wife, her mother, just left us, from one day to the other, for one of her 18 year old students. She just left a note, stating that she is going to start a new life in a town somewhere in the South.
It was devastating for my daughter and me. I still loved her and she just missed her mom. We both tried to cope with the situation by going out partying and doing as many casual hook ups as possible. I was chasing after barely legal teenage girls and she was chasing guys that somehow could be my father.
Despite the fact that we two were living under the same roof together, we didn’t had that much contact with each other. We lived next to each other, somehow split the household chores and that was it. Sometimes days went by without meeting each other: She was probably out fucking some older guys, I was at home fucking some cute teenage girls.
But somehow the pain stayed. I just missed my wife. No matter how many loads I dumped into some young and attractive women, no matter how many bottles of vodka I drank. My whole life just broke into pieces. Even at work I just was a fucking mess. Workmates tried to help me out, friends tried to fix me up and yes it helped, I got better with time. Good enough to stop the heavy drinking, but I kept fucking around. I even had some of my daughters friends in my bed. And they told me, how fucked up my daughter was. After I dumped a big load onto their beautiful faces.
I had to do something. So one Sunday afternoon, my daughter was home and probably has been sleeping for a few hours, I went to her room. Knocked. Asked her how she was doing. She came out of her room, looking totally destroyed and we began to talk. Talk about what had happened, talked about what was going on in our lives, talked about everything else. It felt great. For her and for me. And yes, perverted monster I am, I was checking her out while we were talking: I stared at her barely covered body. Stared at her damn hot ass when she went to the toilet. I fought against it, but I couldn’t resist, she just looked like her mother, the woman I still missed, in younger years. But nothing happened. Not that day. After a long and needed conversation with each other, we both went to bed. But before I fell asleep, I jerked of thinking about her.
The following day, the following weeks we two gradually found to each other again. We had some dinner together, I was still staring at her from time to time, but for the most time we just talked. About everything, even our dating or better said fucking. We somehow became friends.
And again, a few months went by. My daughter and I were back in the father daughter game. I stopped checking her out and I was damn happy that this has happened. I not a that big monster at all came to my mind. But as I found out later, I wasn’t the only one checking someone out at home. My daughter did the same. And she had some plans on her own.
One day, I was sitting in the living room, watching some casual show on TV, she just placed herself on the sofa next to me. Nothing out of the ordinary, we have some shows we both are into and we watch them together. But this time was different. She was sitting really damn close to me. That close, that our bodies were touching. I moved to bring some distance between us. She closed the gap. She came even closer: “Daddy, don’t you like your daughter anymore?”
“Darling, I still like you. I love you. You are my daughter.”
“So why have you stopped looking after me? Am I not pretty enough for you anymore?”
I had to swallow. And I had to think a while to find an answer: “You are beautiful. You’ll make some man really happy one day.”
“But daddy, all I want is you. I want to make you happy. Like mom did, when she was my age.”
Something in my brain just went boom. My own daughter was hitting on me. I was wrong, wrong and nothing but wrong. But somehow.
“Come on daddy, just look at my beautiful tits.”
And topless she was. More or less sitting on my lap. Her tits directly in front of my face. And yes, her tits were gorgeous. But my no, fight the urge to suck on them. Fight it. But I was loosing the battle. Horny me got more and more power. My dick got hard. She immediately noticed it: “See daddy, you still like your daughter.”
After saying that, she stood up, got undressed. What a beauty she was. My cock was hard as a rock. And pointed straight towards her after I pulled down my pants and got rid of my T-shirt. As soon as I was undressed, my cock was in her mouth. And she took him like a pro. Balls deep. Deep down her throat. She even gagged on him. It didn’t took long until I blasted a big and nasty load deep down her throat. Needless to say, she swallowed it all. After my cock left her throat, she just looked up to me, with a big smile on her face: “See daddy, your daughter knows what you like. And now I am going to lick your asshole. To make you hard again. So that you can breed me. Make me a mommy.”
She knew exactly what I liked. She must have been talking with some of her friends about me. She must have been planning this for while. After thinking that, I just went along. Her tongue felt great sliding up and down between my ass cheeks. Her hands were playing with my balls while she was licking my dirty hole clean. I wished she would stick a finger up my ass, but back then she didn’t knew that this was mine thing.
After a while of enjoying her playing with me I got hard again and I took the initiative. It was time for me licking her dirty hole. And she liked me doing it. She even liked it more when began shoving my fingers up her ass: “Yes, daddy, please. Please fuck your naughty daughter.”
And I did as I was asked. I gently slid my still cum and saliva covered dick up her ass. Slowly but steadily. She moaned. I began to fuck her. She moaned more. Told me to go faster, to go harder and to go balls deep. I did as told. And enjoyed myself while doing so. She even came while I was fucking her up the ass. Her whole body trembled. And this was the turn on I needed, I went in even harder. She even asked for more. I felt an orgasm building up. She told me to shot a load up her ass. And I did. My whole body trembled while doing so. A powerful orgasm.
But no I was done for a while. And she was too. We cuddled on the sofa together. Our sweaty bodies touching each other. Smelling each other. Feeling each other. Waiting for the good old post nut clarity to set in.
*I hope you already guessed it: Nothing but fiction. Nothing but a made up story. And keep on wanking.*
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/snrta2/yes_daddy_please