Tag: Incest

She didn’t know when her fixation with older men started, but it was quickly becoming an all consuming problem. She would find herself losing her train of thought anytime an older man looked her way with interest, at the grocery store, at the gas station, walking down the street. It didn’t matter, her mind wandered off to scenarios where the men wouldn’t just look at her, but come up to her, touch her needy little pussy, make her cum again and again, and then fill her up with their thick, warm, sticky cum.
She really was a mess.
And it didn’t stop just with outsiders, Dee’s filthy little mind swam in these pornographic scenarios every time her dad would have his friends over. She imagined herself getting fucked right at the kitchen counter by Mr. Sullivan every time he said “thanks doll” and winked at her when she would bring them all snacks.
But the worst part was, when all the strangers melted away in the darkness of the night outside, and she would find herself in the safety and warmth of her room, lying under the covers nearly naked in her silk shorts and cami, her fingers wandered to her pussy with images of her own father flashing in her slutty little brain.
She had seen her dad working out, taking care of things around the house, in his grey sweatpants and tight fitted t shirts. He wasn’t like other 40 somethings in the neighborhood, he liked to take care of himself, and it was noticed by every woman in the vicinity, of course it was. But she had him at home, and in her mind, she had him all to herself.
She was back home for the summer after his first year at college, and she had surely done some growing up. Sure she had disappointing sex a couple of times with some boys from her year, but the best thing to happen to her was her roommate helping her choose and buy some sex toys that she now cherished more than anything.
Her mini-Hitachi and a thick 8 inch dildo were her favorite companions on nights like these, when what she really wanted seemed eons away even if there were only a few doors in between them in reality. Plus she had grabbed some clothing pins from Mrs. Rose next door, making an excuse about an art project, and now they were pinching her hard nipples with exquisite pain that shot pleasure straight to her pulsing clit.
She was ready to cum after a day full of running errands and having daydreams about being bent over the hood of her car, of being eaten out in the backseat, or being taken from behind while her dad pushed her face down in the couch, or…well you get the gist.
As she started to move her hands down from my tits, slowly making her way down to her dripping pussy, she fired up the Hitachi at the slowest setting, planning on teasing herself as much as she could. Dee loved to edge, loved to be driven crazy until she was a begging mess. And so far, no man had caught on to the fact she needed to beg. In her mind though, Daddy knew exactly what to do. Just as she felt her clit and her body respond to the low vibrations, she brought her fingers up and down her wet slit, then used her free hand to slowly push the dildo in her hungry pussy.
The tip had just pushed in, opening her up for a night of pleasure, and she heard a knock on her door.
A silent “fuck” escaped her lips, as she quickly fumbled to turn the hitachi off. “Um, ..come in!”
Her dad, dressed in his pajamas hanging low on his lips and a ratty tank top that showed off his arms to Dee’s horny brain’s detriment, walked in, running a hand through his hair. “Oh good, you’re still up.” he smiled sheepishly, looking at her fondly.
Dee just nodded, too afraid to speak lest she say something that will fuck up her relationship with her father and let him know what a slut his daughter is.
He continued walking closer to the bed and sat somewhere near where her thighs were under the covers, where her pussy was almost being invaded by a dildo. She smiled up at him, “what is it Daddy?” shit. Before she could panic at this fuck up, her father’s face lit up, “Aw! my little girl, I haven’t heard that in ages! I just wanted to thank you for getting the groceries today and helping with the BBQ yesterday.” He reached up to pat her cheek gently, “I know your summer should be full of parties and fun, but I’m glad you’re helping your old man out. You were always my little helper.”
Emboldened by his sweetness, Dee took her chance, without really thinking, and nuzzled her face into his hand and closed her eyes, and let out in a sleepy little whisper, “I like helping you Daddy.” Then she looked back at him, face earnest and innocent, “You can ask me for help with anything.”
If her father caught on to even the hint of the double meaning there, he didn’t show it. He just looked at her intently, something akin to pride in his eyes, and of course love, and caressed her cheek once more with his thumb before getting up. “You sound sleepy princess, I should let you get some sleep. But thank you again, I’ll make breakfast tomorrow, O.K.? Goodnight!”
And just like that, he left and took that brief moment of warmth away with him. Dee was left with his voice calling her “princess” and how sweetly he looked at her when he held her face. And that’s what she thought of when she pushed that dildo inside her pussy, whispering “Daddy please, fuck your little princess” over and over again, until she came biting her other hand so she wouldn’t make a noise.
She imagined it was her dad, hovering on top of her, pushing his dick inside her tight pussy, hungrily looking at her as her pussy enveloped his cock and he moaned her name in pleasure, calling her his good girl, his princess, telling her how good she felt taking his cock, telling her how much he’d wanted to fuck her brains out. She imagined him pressing his callused hand against her clit as he pumped into her as she pressed her hitachi against her swollen clit and came again chanting her Daddy’s name like an empty brained slut.
Loose-limbed and a little giggly after her orgasms, Dee fell asleep with the covers ripped off her sleeping body in her chase for cumming, and her toys still laying next to her on the bed. She was so far gone into the land dreams, where of course she was nuzzling in her father’s arms, both of them naked after an especially rigorous fuck session, that she did not hear her father re-enter her room. He had forgotten his cell phone in her room, when he had sat down on her bed. Dee’s father saw his little girl surrounded by a dildo that looked his own dick by the size and the girth, a vibrator, and a blushing glow on her skin that any man who has pleasured a woman properly knew what it meant. His own face was on fire in embarrassment, but his eyes kept wandering to her legs, how they met in a perfect at the spot where not moments ago his little girl was pleasuring herself..not a good train of thought Jeff. But he couldn’t deny she was a gorgeous young woman, objectively speaking. A quick movement from her stopped his wandering eyes, and he found his phone quickly and rushed to leave her room. On his way out, he thought her heard her mutter in her sleep, “Thank you Daddy.”