Rahul was sitting in the living room, sipping a cup of tea. A middle level executive in a MNC, life was quite comfortable. Now touching 45, he knew his chances of making it up the corporate ladder were limited. He was not worried though, he had made his choices a long, long time ago, after marriage and after Puja was born. A middle class boy from a muffasil town, he was happy with what he had achieved. He was in a reflective mood today. It was the weekend and for once he had it totally free. He had planned to take the family out for an outing, but Sunita had some important meetings. She was a career conscious woman, driven by ambititon that was far greater than Rahul’s. She had been so, right from the beginning. Her position and salary were better than his but he didn’t mind that.
Initially her burning ambition was what had attracted Rahul. As the marriage wore on, he sometimes had a feeling they were missing out on some important things in their lives for the sake of career. After Puja was born, he had taken it easy, but Sunita didn’t. Thinking of Puja made him turn his head to the side. Puja their only daughter, Sunita didn’t want another child, as she felt she had lost enough time already with one pregnancy. That was another sore point in their relationship. Rahul had wanted a full house, three or four, though even two would have been better. That was not to be. Right from the time Puja was born, he had shouldered most of the responsibility of bringing her up. All through her growing years, he had made it a point to be there for his daughter. He had changed nappies, bathed her, fed her, taken her to school, brought her back, attended all her school functions, even though his career had to be put on the back burner for that. Sunita had never bothered to make time for either Rahul or Puja, concentrating more on her career.
He glanced at Puja. He was proud of her. She was 17, young and nubile. Puja was wearing a pair of shorts and a short top that just grazed the waistline of the shorts. She was sitting on the sofa, casually sprawled on it with her legs elegantly folded under her, sideways. She had shed the puppy fat of her childhood days. She was filling out now. The curves were there, still hidden in her youthful body. But one could make out the curvy woman she would develop into. Just then Puja absently scratched herself under the left breast. He couldn’t help but notice how it showed off her young budding breast. My god! He thought to himself. It just seems like yesterday, that he was pacing the corridor of the hospital waiting for her to be born. The memory of her bouncing on his knees and shouting shrilly still rang in his years. Look at her now, she was almost a woman. She must be a healthy 34 he thought. “Shit. What are you doing…” He reprimanded himself, “she is your daughter, dammit”. Still his eyes wouldn’t leave Puja. She was totally immersed in her conversation with her friend, giggling, whispering, still scratching away, making her breast bouce and push out of the thin fabric of the top. There was an undercurrent of the exotic, the forbidden as Rahul watched his daughter’s breasts bounce inside her top.
Either it is the heat or her inner garments must not fit properly, Rahul thought to himself. He forced himself to tear his eyes away from Puja. Rahul was not only her father but her best friend too. They both were very close, the closeness further increased by Sunita’s ambition. Puja discussed almost every detail of her life with him. Rahul was her best friend. Puja was not only his daughter but his life. He would do anything to make her happy. He knew he sometimes over indulged her, Sunita made it a point to tell him this, whenever Puja and her had fights. Mom and daughter were like cats and dogs. Rahul tried telling his wife about growing up problems, teen aches, teen needs, but Sunita wouldn’t listen, nor did she take any effort to improve her relations with Puja. Even her coming of age, her onset of puberty, it was to Rahul that she came up crying. He had to direct her to Sunita to explain her about it. Even afterward it was Rahul who nursed her moods during her periods and PMS.
Till very recently she used to snuggle up in Rahul’s lap. Specially when she needed something that didn’t meet with her mom’s approval, she would sit in his lap, cuddle him and use a childish lisp to talk to him. He knew that she was using him, to get her own way, but was powerless in his love to stop her. The only thing he told her was that she was too old and heavy to sit in daddy’s lap and to stop lisping.
Puja continued to chatter on with her friend. Rahul knew it would be a long time till she finished the call. Rahul got up, left the tea cup in the kitchen and went to his bedroom to check on his mail. Puja noticed her daddy get up and leave. She was glad. Though she was very frank and open with her dad, there were things that she couldn’t talk about openly in front of him. She was discussing relative merits and demerits of the hunks in school. Of late their chats had only one topic, and that was boys. Although her friend had already lost her virginity to a boy from a class senior to them, and since then had some experience with another boy of their class, Puja was a virgin. Somehow, the boys of her age didn’t appeal to her much. Maybe being an only child and the fact that right from childhood Rahul had treated her pretty much as a friend, had made her thinking more mature than normal for her age.
In her mind, there was no doubt at all, there was no man better than her dad, Rahul. He was still a very handsome, very fit man, trim with a 34 inch waist, tall at 5.11 and very snappyly dressed at all times. She loved his manly smells. One reason she loved to cuddle up with her dad was to smell his manly smells, the faint whiff of his aftershave, the slightly sour smell of whiskey, the pungent smell of the cigarettes or the sweetish smell of the cigars he occassionally smoked. Right from her younger days she loved it. Even now sometimes when feeling down or if she needed a instant upper she would sneak into his bedroom and splash some of her dad’s aftershave onto her palm and smell it. The smelll was soothing to her, or she would sneak out a shirt of his from the wash basket and sleep wearing it. It made her feel happy and secure.
She returned her attention to the conversation with Anjali. Anjali was trying to get her to go with her on a date with her boyfriend and his friend. Anjali kept telling Puja of the pleasures to be had from sex, but was yet to convince her fully. This was another attempt on her part to get Puja to lose her virginity. Puja was bored of it all, but didn’t want to offend her best friend so she agreed. Then she dropeed the phone back in the cradle thinking of what to wear for the date.
She was fed up of her mom, Sunita. She bought her such frumpy innerwear she was ashamed of wearing them. Not that they couldn’t afford better stuff. Puja had a feeling mom did it on purpose to annoy her. Even the bra she had on was one such, didn’t fit her at all, and the bra’s elastic band chaffed her skin at places when she moved, making her itch and scratch. Same with the panties too. She needed some clothes too if she were to make an impression on the boys tomorrow. She knew just the way to get all that. Mom was out on a business trip, dad was there with her in the house. He was the right guy for all this. She noted that dad had moved in to his bedroom. She got up and made her way to his room.
Puja was 34 26 34. She had a sneaky feeling that her breasts were not going to remain 34 for long, nor was her behind. She was built more like her mom was. Mom was 38 30 38, which she had checked from her inners in the wash basket. She had felt jealous to note the designer brands that mom used for herself. She peeped into the room. Dad was sitting in the chair in front of the computer. He had put on his reading glasses, which made him look like a strict school teacher, No way, dad can’t be a teacher, she corrected herself. More like the principal of the school or college, whatever.
“daddy can I come in? I hope you are not busy?”
Rahul looked up to see Puja standing near the door. She looked radiantly beautiful. “Come in sweetheart. Daddy is always free for his sweet little girl. Come on in baby.”
Puja really needed to work on him to get her new clothes and inner wear, she knew he will initially object quoting mom, and that it was upto mom to decide her inner wear and stuff like that. She knew it will take quite a bit of coaxing to convince her dad. She went to Rahul. Rahul turned his chair around to face his daughter. Puja surprised him by sitting in his lap. “Oh daddy. You are so nice. Y ou are the best dad in the whole world.” Rahul heard her lisping voice and knew she was upto something. Usually such a start to their conversation meant she wanted something that she thought her mom won’t approve of. “Let me wait and see what she wants this time,” he thought to himself, shifting in the chair to accomodate her.
Tendrils of her shiny hair were flying about in the breeze kicked up by the fan and tickled his face. Her hair smelled nice, must have shampooed today, he thought. She had put on some weight along with the curves. Her bums on his lap felt soft and spongy. The weight of them pressed down on his cock. Up close she looked angelic. He put an arm around her shoulder to support her. Her shorts had ridden up, bunching around her crotch. Her creamy thighs looked so firm, smooth and silky. He moved his eyes away from her thighs, lest something embarassing happen. She was a teenager now, not a child, she would know if anything stirred under her.
“So what does my little baby want from daddy?”
“Oh dad. You make it sound like I am out to get something out of every time I hug you. Can’t I just feel like hugging you or love you,” she spouted lisping with an indignant tone. “Not like that sweetheart. Whenever you need daddy I am here for you.” “So sweet of you, daddy.” She kissed his cheek. “You know dad it has been so long since I sat on your lap. I feel so good when you hold me in your lap.” “you can sit as long as you like, whenever you like Puja, but you are not a child anymore and you weigh quite a bit baby.” “Ohh daddy……..” Puja playfully punched him in the chest. They kept chatting about things, when once again Puja scratched herself under the breasts. Then she opened her thighs slightly and scratched her crotch. “God this is too much..” Rahul thought. Maybe she didn’t realise what she was doing, and what it was doing to Rahul. “Baby stop that, please.” “Stop what daddy,” Puja asked without stopping. Her thighs had fallen open more and her hand had crept under the hemlne of her shorts. “Stop scratching your privates when in company baby, it is not decent thing for a girl to do.” “Oh sorry daddy. I can’t help it.” “No you can sweetheart.”
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The other aunty, her name now forgotten had asked, “Sunita, Puja is big enough to take care of herself, haven’t thought of having another child?”
Her mom had turned crimson, blushing she had replied, “He is constantly asking for another child. But I have been putting him off.”
“But why sunita. You will soon run out of time. I think you should have one for Puja’s sake at the earliest.”
” No. It is not like that. The problem is different.”
“oh come on. What is the problem. After all you had Puja, so there shouldn’t be any problem.”
“Please this is a secret, don’t let it out. See Rahul is so much well endowed that these days I am afraid of him.”
The aunty had laughed loudly, poked Sunita in the side and with a wink asked, “how big?”
“I really don’t know. Never measured it. Must be around 8 inches or more. It is big enough to hurt. He uses it like a pneumatic drill. He tires me out so much I can’t walk properly for days. So I avoid it as much possible. “
The friend threw up her hands and exclaimed, “wowwww. Wish he would use that pneumatic drill in me sometime.”
That day she never understood what the two women were talking about. Later on she had wondered just how big his was, after having a few male organs by accident. The day when her doubts had been cleared was also an accident. She had the runs picked up from chaat from a street vendor the evening before. That time the bathroom in her room was under renovation, and when she had a urgent need to visit the toilet, her mom had been in the one in her parent’s room. So she had hurriedly barged into the guest bathroom in the corridor, her pjs already down halfway. The guest bathroom didn’t close well. She had been in a hurry and had just barged in, pulled the seat down, pulled her pj and panty down and sat down. Soon as her bottom touched the seat, her bowels voided with embarassing sounds, with relief she sighed and opened her eyes to a shocking sight.
Her dad was standing under the shower, with his mouth open in surprise, all naked. He had put a hand to cover himself but it was inadequate. Puja’s eyes had been drawn inevitable to her dad’s crotch. His whole body was covered in lather, he must have been soaping his cock. His hand was curled around what appeared at first sight to be a tree trunk. A thick brown appendage hung from his body, with a hairy sack hanging below that. He had exposed the glans of his penis to soap and clean. With the skin pulled back, the glans were wet and shiny, the size of a table tennis ball. There was a look of embarassment on both father and daughter’s faces. Rahul hurriedly pulled out a towel and wrapped it around and left the room, so Puja could finish. In those brief moments seeing the heavy cock and balls swing with her dad’s movement, she had finally realised what her mom had said all those years ago.
She found herself comparing in her mind the two organs, Arun’s thin reedy one and her dad’s thick, long club like cock. She felt her cunt dampen deep inside, felt the need to touch it. She waited impatiently for the cab to reach home. When she reached home she found the house deserted. She was sick and tired. Thinking back to the fiasco that evening made her cry. Anjali had enjoyed it all with her boyfriend. Why had she felt miserable? Was there anything wrong with her? The parting shot by Arun as he had tried tofollow her out stilll rang in her ears. Out on the road he had shouted out “You are fucking frigid and iceberg.” That hurt her more. Switching off the lights, she fell on the bed fully dressed, curled into the foetal position, hugging herself tried to sleep.
Rahul entered the house. Was Puja back, he saw the lights in her room were out. He remembered having left them on when he had gone out. He peeped into the room. He could make out her dark shape curled up in bed. He didnt want to disturb her. So he left her sleeping and went to his room. Puja had heard her dad, but didn’t make a sound as she wanted to be alone to sort out her conflicting thoughts. Rahul went to the bedroom, undressed to his boxer shorts, brushed his teeth, peed and came to bed. He just got into bed when he heard a muffled sob. Initially he thought he had imagined it. Then it came again. Worried he went into Puja’s room.
He switched on the light. As the light went on, Puja curled up more. Rahul saw his daughter was still dressed as before. In her curled up position, her micro mini hid nothing. Her legs were together, pedicured feet, toe nails painted, sexy legs flaring out to slim, smooth thighs. The way she was lying on her side exposed her butt. Rahul could see the rounded butt thrusting out, from the absence of any fabric covering he guessed she must be wearing that thong. Her body was wracked with sobs. Her chest was heaving, and her hands were placed between her thighs. Her tear stricken face was looking at him.
He was worried. He sat down beside her on the bed.
“Baby what’s wrong?” “Why are you crying”
“Please go away daddy. Leave me alone.”
Rahul put his hand on her head and smoothed her hair. “come on my sweetheart, tell daddy. Daddy will put right whatever is hurting my little girl. Havn’t I kissed all your hurts away so many times. Ccome on tell daddy.” He put his hand cupping her chin turned her to face him. Her cheeks were tear stained. He bent and kissed her forehead. Then her cheeks. Her cheeks tasted salty.
“Tell you what. You get up and wash your face. Daddy will get something to make you feel good.” Rahul got up, went to the kitchen and made a cup of hot chocolate. Carrying the cup and a drink for himself he went back to the room. Puja had done as he said and was sitting on the bed face freshly washed. Rahul sat down on the bed next to Puja and passed her the cup. For a while they quietly sipped their drinks. Then Rahul asked her, “feeling better sweetheart.”
His loving tone and the concerned look in his face, made her cry again. Rahul put down his drink, took the cup from hand and put it down on the bedside table. He hugged her. Puja buried her face in her father’s chest and sobbed. Rahul felt the warm, wet tears from his daughter’s eyes on his chest. “Don’t cry baby. Daddy is here, daddy will make everything ok for his little girl.” He held her away from him and looked searchingly at her face. “Tell me honey. What upset my precious baby.”
He leant to kiss her forehead again. Just then Puja lifted her head up to see her dad. Rahul’s lips landed on the soft lips of Puja. Puja felt an electric shock ripple through her entire body as she felt her daddy’s lips touch hers. The feeling she had had in the cab returned with a vengence. It was like a bomb had gone off inside her pussy. She felt her cunt turn to jelly felt her grow wet. His moustache was tickling her upper lip. Rahul realised the mistake and tried to pull away, Puja sensed it, put her hands around her daddy’s head and gave in to the kiss. This kiss was so different. Her daddy’s mouth smelled minty, a hint of sourness because of the scotch he was drinking. Faint smell of his cologne, cigarettes. In her inexperience she pressed her own lips hard onto her daddy’s. The passion in her kiss surprised Rahul. It was enjoyable too. After initially trying to pull away from the kiss he now gave in.
Her lips felt so tender, soft, supple and sweet that he wanted to relish it more. There was a rim of chocolate foam on the upper lip. He put out his tongue and licked it clean. Opening his mouth he sucked in Puja’s upper lip into his mouth. Puja just sat there not trying to do anything, just enjoying the pleasure of the kiss her daddy was giveing her. When he softly chewed her upper lip, she couldn’t stop her hand from straying down to her pussy. Then she felt his tongue flicking across her open mouth. Then her dad’s tongue invaded her mouth, exploring her open mouth, tangling with her own tongue. She felt blissful and happy. She wanted the kiss to last forever. Rahul then realised what he was doing and pulled away leaving her with a vague feeling emptiness inside her.
“Ohh papa, that felt so good.”
“Puja do you want to tell me what happened.” Rahul tried not to look at his daughter’s pouting lips that were wet and inviting.
“Daddy, the boy tried to kiss me, but somehow I didn’t like it one little bit, papa. I don’t know why. Anjali seemed to enjoy these things with her date, but I wasn’t papa. Finally, finally………” She spluttered to a stop, not knowing how to put across the sickening scene when the boy had flashed his organ at her demanding her to suck it.
“Yes, Puja tell daddy, did that boy hurt my baby. Just tell me, I will see to that he never bothers any girl from now.”
“Oh no daddy, it is not like that. He.. He…..”
“What did he do sweetheart?”
She blushed and hid her face in her hands. Raising her hands to her face caused her top to go up exposing her tight middle and her navel. Her breasts too changed shape becoming more round and bulging out prominently. Rahul waited patiently. Slowly she dropped her hands, “ he showed me his thing papa, and told me to suck it. I couldn’t do it and ran out.” “But papa he called me names which is what is bothering me more.”
“what did he say to you puja. Did he abuse you, I will kill the bastard.”
“No papa, he said I am frigid and that I am an iceberg.”
With that she broke into a fresh bout of sobbing. Rahul understood what had happened to upset his daughter. He hugged her to him. Her soft, firm young boobs pressed into his chest as she held him tight.
“Look Puja there is nothing wrong with you. Sex is something that involves the body and mind. You will find a person you love soon and then you will also learn to enjoy it honey.”
“I don’t think I can ever enjoy it papa. I always compare all my boyfriends to you and I find them very silly. Iwill never find someone as good and loving as you, I will die a virgin with Frigid Iceberg as my nickname.”
She was clinging to him like a creeper, totally draped on his body. Her skirt had ridden up her thighs and a triangular piece of her thong front was visible. To Rahul’s eyes the thong looked damp. His eyes wouldn’t get off her thong. He saw her hand slide down to her pussy and give it a tight squeeze even as he watched. Then she broke away from his hug.
“You know papa. I have trouble sleeping at night. I dream of you papa.”
“Don’t be silly girl, ofcourse you dream of papa because you love me and I love you.”
“No papa. My dreams are different. In my dreams….” She once again stuttered to a stop.
By now Rahul could guess what was coming next. He was stummied. This was his daughter. She seemed to have a crush on him and was rejecting all guys because of her infatuation with him. How can he persuade her that it was wrong and futile. That this was taboo. Wasn’t he being a hypocrite, hadn’t the sight of his daughter given him sleepless nights and embarassing hardons. Conflicting thoughts ran through his mind. Puja took the matter out of his hands. He was sporting a hardon by now and Puja noticed the telltale bulge in his shorts.
“Ohh daddy your thing looks so big,” and she touched him. All reason flew out of his mind. A wave of pure lust swept him away as he felt the tender touch of his daughter on his cock. All the years of accumulated sexual tension seemed to burst open at her touch. “Aaaah baby” he groaned and his hands went straight to his daughter’s bulging boobs. Puja seemed to melt at his touch. Her back straightened and her boobs filled his hands. It took all of his self control not to tear away her top. He remembered she was a virgin, and already frightened. It wouldn’t do to scare her away from sex totally by being rough with her. He softly caressed her boobs over the top. Puja’s eyes closed, her mouth opened slightly, her pink tongue protruding out as she licked her lips and gave in to the pleasure of her tits being fondled by her dad.
Rahul took the top in his hand and raised it up. Puja helped him by raising her arms above her head. As the top came off he could see her hairy underarms. The hairs looked so soft. He put his nose to her underarm. She smelled so sweet. He licked her armpit. She giggled as his moustache tickled her. “Oh daddy what are you doing.” Rahul didn’t stop till both her armpits were licked to his satisfaction and the soft downy hair was plastered to her skin. Then he moved to kiss her neck. He trailed his tongue down her neck. Kissing, licking and nibbling. All this was new to Puja and making her go wild and the dampness in her pussy seemed to increase till she could actually make out her wetness ooze out physically. The pleasure seemed to come in waves over her body. She clamped her thighs shut to keep the sudden itch in her pussy from becoming worse.
Rahul could feel the young body of his daughter shudder, her breath quickened and her heart was thumping away like a engine gone berserk. He licked his way down to her chest. Kissing the tops of the breasts that were exposed out of the bra. He couldn’t wait to see them. He reached behind to unclasp her bra, then took it off. His cock throbbed when he saw those awesome boobs. They stood out proudly from her chest. Round mounds, tipped with tiny buds of nipples, the skin tight and firm. Greedily Rahul cupped them. He squeezed them both feeling the sponginess of the sweet young flesh. He lovingly took one sexy nipple in his mouth and sucked it gently. Puja’s body gave a upward heave as she felt her nipple being sucked into her father’s warm mouth. The sensation was unbelievable for her. She moaned ever so softly, “aaahh….”
Rahul was alternating between both her breasts very tenderly. He could feel the tension build in his daughter’s body as he worked on them. He himself was close to bursting. He wanted so much to crush those budding young boobs and bury his hard tool in her sweet, young, tight pussy, but he held himself back. There would be time for all that later, he promised himself. Diligently he worked on her boobs, working to awaken the sleeping animal lust in his young daughter’s body. Her fair boobs had turned a shade of pink with his handling. He moved one hand down, lovingly caressing her tight belly, teasing her navel by poking his finger into it. She giggled when he did that.
Then it reached her skirt. He maneuvored his hand under her skirt and finally he touched her sacred spot. The thong was completely wet. He felt her pussy with his sense of touch. As he touched her pussy, Puja tried to clamp her thighs shut to prevent him touching her there. She suddenly felt shy, embarassed that her daddy will find her thong soaking wet. His strong hands firmly parted her thighs open, and she allowed them to fall limp to the sides. Rahul had free access to the deep crevice between her legs. He caressed her pussy over the soaking wet thong. His fingers traced the outline of her plump cunt lips. He softly pressed his finger on them. Puja moaned slightly louder this time. Her thighs shuddered. She felt something strange inside her. A quickening of her pulse, it felt like something was building up inside her that wanted to get out very badly. She didn’t understand it, the feeling was new to her. Sure she had fingered herself and had orgasms but what was happeing was totally new and alien to her.
Then Rahul’s fingers brushed aside the thin wedge of her thong to the side and he touched her naked pussy.
“aaahhhh paapaaa…..” A long drawn out groan of sheer pleasure came out of Puja. Her body tensed. Rahul guessed his daughter was getting ready for a big one. He moved his head down. Unhooked her skirt and patted her indicating her to raise her ass so he could remove it. He pulled the skirt away. He gazed with wonder at the sight of his daughter’s thong covered pussy lying right in front of his eyes. He couldn’t wait to taster her sweet nectar. He put his mouth on the wet thong and kissed his daughter’s pussy. It smeled so sweet. He tasted her with a broad swipe of his tongue on her damp thong. Her ass lifted up off the bed as he licked her. He peeled her thong off impatient to view her naked pussy.
Puja’s pussy was plump, the whole pubes bulged out of her crotch. The cunt lips were thick and tightly shut, with just the slit visible. The slit was wet and shiny. The whole area was full of soft black pubic hairs. Not the thick jungle like her mom had, but sparse, so the underlying skin was visible. He kissed her whole pubic area first, ignoring her pussy. Going down he kissed and licked her soft inner thighs. As he kissed and licked Puja opened her thighs wider.
He wanted her pussy now. He moved his head up and used his tongue on her cunt. Pressing them and licking them thoroughly. He lapped up her cunt like a dog. Puja was moaning out incoherently now. “aaahhhhh ………… Hhhaaaaaaaaaaa………. Uffffff” when he lifted his head up for a breather, he saw the cunt lips spasm and gape open slightly, the pink inner pussy showing through wetly. He put his mouth back on it. Working his tongue into the gaping lips, he sucked hard on his daughter’s cunt. It was so sweet and juicy. He took his tongue up and using his thumb pulled the hooded skin up tight to expose her clit. As his tongue touched it and he flicked at it, Puja thrashed her legs about, almost pushing him off the bed. When he tried to get back in between her legs, she closed them tight, “Ohhhd daddy please not there. I will pee if you touch me there daddy.” “No baby, you won’t pee if I touched you down there, even if you did daddy won’t mind. Just relax baby, you will enjoy this. Believe me baby.”
With firm hands on her thighs he got them parted wide again, and went back to sucking her cunt and clit. She writhed and moaned. Her clit stuck out like a miniature prick. He worked on it varying the pressure, technique till she was thrashing about wildly on bed. From the way her ankles crackled and her ass was lifting up off the bed he knew she was very near to her first virgin climax. He renewed the attack, going for the cunt with the mouth and using a thumb on the clit. It was too much for poor Puja to take. Her whole body lifted up off the bed, she ground her cunt on Rahul’s mouth and face smearing it wetly with her juices and shuddered into her first massive orgasm. “aaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ppaaaaaaaaaaaaapaaaaaaaa Paaaaaapppa I loveeeee youuuuuuuuuuu” she screamed as her body shuddered and jerked. The unknown thing buildinginisde her body had finally exploded in a showere of sparks. Her body felt electrified. She flet like she was out of the body and seeing her own body and her daddy’s. She felt every nerve ending throb with energy. It was an unbelievable experience for her.
Rahul just watched her face, the joy on it and felt happy for her. He was waiting for her to come back, so he could at last give some solace to his painfully erect cock. He had been stiff and hard for so long it was a physical ache in him, he had wanted to fuck her tight cunt, but had held on. He knew his size was a matter of concern and he should take it easy, specially she being a virgin. He knew he had to do it now as her cunt will be all slicked up with her own juices. As he saw her breathing get back to normal and the body stop shuddering, he got up and removed his shorts. His 9 inch hard cock sprang out. Puja’s eyes opened wide on seeing it. “papa please don’t stick it in, please I will die if you put it inside.” Rahul was not surprised at her reaction. Most women did on seeing it. More than the length it was the thickness that bothered most, but once he had it inside noone had wanted him to take it out. His thick cock filled cunts like no other cock.
“don’t you worry baby. Daddy won’t hurt you.” He knew he shouldn’t give more time, lest her fear got the better of her horny state. He quickly got between her legs. Opened her legs wider. Peeling his foreskin back, he rubbed his thick cock head on her wet cunt and clit. The rubbing seemed to again arouse feelings in her, and she forgot her fear. She waited eagerly. The thick head nudged the cunt lips. “Please daddy make your little girl a woman today. Fuck your daughter papa with your big dick.” Listening to her talk dirty made him forget his resolve to take it easy. He had waited too long already. His cock ached with his desire to fuck this young pussy. He clenched his ass and drove the thick meat pole into the tight pussy of his daughter.
Puja screamed in terror. She felt like her cunt was being ripped apart with a burning rod. She tried to push him off her. But he was pinning her down with his weight. The cock stopped at her still intact hymen. Sobbing Puja begged, “please daddy it hurts. Take it out. Please daddy.” “Dont worry baby, this will just hurt a little like taking a shot at the doctor, then it will fade away.” To keep her mind off it, he leaned to take one hard turgid nipple in his mouth and sucked on it. It took the edge off the burning sensation down in her cunt. She closed her eyes savoring the feel of her daddy’s mouth on her nipple. Then Rahul held her tight, clamped his mouth on her to prevent her screaming out loud, and rammed his rod right in. His thick cock ripped through the hymen and tearing its way in hammered in to the hilt, till his meaty balls smacked into his daughter’s ass.
Even with his mouth clamped on her in a deep kiss, Puja screamed in pain as she felt her hymen tear. Her cunt walls felt like they were being scraped with a knife. Pain seared through her unlike any she had felt in her life before. Rahul kept her trapped down, and kept kissing her. A minute passed, then another, Puja’s wildly beating heart slowed down to a normal tempo, the burning in her cunt mellowed to a dull ache. She started to kiss him back. Rahul started to fuck his daughter. Her pussy was unbelievably tight. It gripped his cock like a velvet glove. The heat and wetness inside was making him want to ram her hard. He kept his control and started to fuck her in a slow rhythm. Initially Puja just lay back, enjoying the feel of her cunt being violated, new sensations of a cock moving inside her virgin pussy. After a few minutes she felt her cunt seemingly swell expand to take in her daddy’s cock. It was an incredible feeling for her. Soon she again felt that same thing build up inside her. Her body started to respond on its own. Her ass lifted up off the bed trying to match her dad’s thrusts.
Sensing this Rahul stepped up the pace. Soon Puja’s moans and Rahul’s grunts turned the room noisy. Wet sucking sounds of his thick cock ploughing into his daughter’s cunt filled the air. He was ramming now faster, pulling out his cock almost totally out and slamming it in. His daughter was taking it all and enjoying it from the sounds she made. Soon she was shouting, “aaahhh………. Papa. Fuck me. …………Fuck your daughter……………………Fuck your daughter’s pussy papppaa…….” He kissed her, sucked her tits ramming all the while. Puja could sense her orgasm approaching fast. Rahul felt hot cum build up in his balls and make way into his cock. He increased the pace. He watched her eyes as he fucked her. Soon he saw her pupils dilate and the blacks of her eyes rolled up, up and over until they almost disappeared. He knew his daughter was cumming, he slammed in roughly, hurting her cunt brutally. He felt hot cum bubbble up his cock, “ Babyyy I am cumming…………cumming in your cunt…….” He shouted, his ass clenched tight and he rammed in one final time burying his cock in fully. Puja’s orgasm burst forth in all its glory and she screamed with pleasure. Hot cum burst forth like a fountain from Rahul’s cock. Thick strands of hot cum splashed out into his daughter’s cunt flooding her womb. Puja could feel her own juices spew out drenching her daddy’s cock. The ass fell back to the bed. Rahul’s ass unclenched. His cock continued to throb and jerk inside, still sending jets of cum. He lay on his daughter’s body, her firm boobs crushed under him. Both bodies covered in sweat they lay there.
Then he tenderly kissed his daughter, “Baby that was wonderful. Thank you baby.”
“thank you dad. Today you made me a woman. You were wonderful daddy. I love you daddy.” Much later Rahul took out his limp cock out. Bringing a wet towl from the bathroom he tenderly wiped the blood and cum from his daughter’s by now sore pussy. The cunt lips were puffy and red now. Wiped the sweat from her body. Then lay next to her to sleep. Both of them cuddeled up like spoons. Rahul’s cock resting on her thighs, hands cupping her breasts. Puja felt like she was in heaven. As she drifted to sleep feeling warm and snug, the thought crossed her mind,
She was finally her DADDY’S GIRL in all respects.
i fuck my 4 VIRGIN DAUGHTERS
Sometimes even the most difficult obstacles can be overcome by an active imagination. For the fifth time that day I found myself with a raging hard-on. My four luscious daughters were either playing in or laying beside the pool, and I found myself once again dreaming about each of them. How fantastic would it be to get any one of them into my bed and feel my hard cock sliding in and out of them? My name is Len Clinton, and no, I am not related to that lying bastard, Slick Willy. But I do share his almost endless, limitless horniness. And I am especially hung-up on my four beautiful daughters. I am 44 years old and a single parent every since a particularly nasty divorce with my ex-wife Jill nine years earlier. And believe me, living with these four luscious and very curvy young females without grabbing one or more of them and ravaging them has been very difficult indeed. Oh, I know they are my daughters. The fruits of my loins. And, I’m well aware that such thoughts in today’s society are most improper. But that is beside the point because I am also human. And I am subject to the same frailties that attack every other human of the male persuasion. My daughters are both beautiful and extremely sexy. Hence the fact that I find them attractive beyond belief.
Amanda, the oldest, is a 21 year old beauty. She was voted Homecoming Queen last fall at nearby Southern Methodist University where she is finishing up her junior year. She is 5’6″ tall, weighs around 115, and had the nicest, most perfectly proportioned figure I have ever seen on any woman. Her breasts are smaller than my ex-wife’s, but they are still 35 or 36 inches and solid B cups, maybe C. Her waist is slender, swelling into extremely nice, almost womanly hips. I noticed that her naturally blonde hair actually shimmered in the sun, cascading over her shoulders as she sat up on her lounge chair, her legs spread wide and her feet on the ground on either side (directly facing me), and spread more sun-block oil over her belly and sides. Jenna and Trisha, or Jen and Tee as I more often called them, are both 20 years old, and also incredibly beautiful. They are identical twins, and had originally been an “accident,” being conceived just a few days after the doctor told me it was okay to begin having sexual relations with my wife again. That was several weeks after Amanda was born. For more than a week I had really poured the sperm into Jill’s always-willing cunt before my horniness had been adequately addressed. The twins were the result of that period of torrid, almost unending sex, with Trisha being just 21 minutes younger than Jenna. They are a little taller than Amanda, standing 5′ 7″ in their bare feet, and they might weigh 118 pounds each. Their figures are not as pronounced as their older sister’s yet, but they are still striking. They have smallish 33 or 34 inch busts, really slender waists, and nice, slender hips. They are both honey-blonde, an obvious cross between Jill’s very blonde tresses and my own light brown hair.
Paula, at 18, was the baby of our family. She is 5’4″ tall, and goes around 116 pounds or a little less. She entered puberty a little later than normal at 16, and now is a budding woman after a painful yet almost startling growth spurt and transformation. It seems that, almost overnight, she changed from an almost homely caterpillar into a most beautiful butterfly. Her breasts are still developing, but are already filling her 32C bras and halter tops. Her waist is also slender like the other girls, but she still has just a hint of baby fat. And her hips have swelled nicely and will probably go around 34 inches now. But it is her face, her lovely face that instantly captures the eye’s attention. She has deeply alluring, pale green eyes that seem to penetrate through anyone she talks to or looks at. Her other facial features instantly remind any teenage boy or adult man of what a perfect woman should look like. And girls her own age often suffer a quiet, jealous rage as she attracts all the boys around her. Four hot foxes frolicking all around me and I, their father, couldn’t touch. The mores of our modern society forbid my doing anything more than looking and maybe sneaking a feel or two as they climbed on my lap or hugged me for whatever reason. It made me furious! Incest was one of the few unforgivable sins of society, and I was not allowed to go there. Mores suck, big time!, I thought to myself.
All four of the girls are virgins, I am sure of that. They had all witnessed the near-endless infidelities of their mother as she snuck one lover after another into their house and our marriage bed while I was busy busting my ass to make a living. When I did discover what was going on I tossed her slut-fucked ass out on the street with a divorce that gave her virtually nothing. And shortly after that legality was history all four of the girls professed to me their intentions never to succumb to the temptations of sex until they were either married or living on their own as a single adult. But I now had the hots for any and all of my daughters. Damn it all, there had to be some way I could get into their pants, bust their cherries and use their bodies, and not have them hate me afterwards. I would give anything to be the guy who plucked their cherries and taught them about sex. The answer to my “family” problems came to me a few nights later. I was in my study and on the Internet, reading sexy stories about incest, when I came across one about a burglar caught in the act of his crime. He didn’t want to kill the husband, wife and 18 year old daughter, but they had seen his face, and he was not going back to prison ever again. Then he decided to make them commit incestuous acts that he video-taped, and he kept the tape with threats to distribute it to their church members just to insure their continued silence about his crime.
Could I do the same thing, only with a twist? Could I create a crime like that and then take advantage of it? The more I thought about it, the hornier and more excited I got. Sure it was possible, and it would be downright easy to do. All I had to do was find the right guy, and I already knew who that guy was… Maury Ackerman is a professional photographer and video maker. I had used him hundreds of times over the years for company work, either doing a clients bidding on a contract or making public relations stuff for the firm. And I found out about his “sideline” one day when I showed up unannounced at his studio to chew his ass over some obvious mistakes in one of his contract jobs. There was no one out front in the lobby, so I made my way back into the heart of the building. I found Maury jacking off as he adjusted a tripod-mounted video camera. The scene he was shooting involved an adult man and a girl that could not have been anywhere near legal age. The guy was currently taking her in the ass, but it was plain to see that her pussy had also been thoroughly reamed out during the last few minutes. And while I stood their and watched the man pulled his gigantic prick out of the girl’s ass and started coming all over her back and cheeks. Then he rammed it back in, stroked a few times, and pulled out again to shoot more sperm into the air and onto her back.
When Maury had become aware of my presence I could tell he was more than a bit nervous. This was obviously child porn, pure and simple. I had witnessed enough in ten minutes to put him and his male model in jail for ten to twenty years. He offered me the girl for as long as I wanted her, but I declined. He offered me a lot of other things, but I just let him know that I knew. Then I chewed him out for his mistakes, gave him the tapes, and walked out. The next day I put my plan into motion. I went to Maury’s studio and explained to him how we could square things up between us. I laid out my entire plan, and carefully explained his part in it. Then, after he agreed to participate, I handed him a brown paper bag with his props inside. As I was leaving he helped me load two professional video cameras and a bunch of assorted video gear into my car.
When I arrived home I unloaded all the gear and set it up, positioning the cameras at wide angles in the living room and putting the bright lights around the room. The girls arrived home from school right on time and immediately asked what all the stuff was for. I explained that I wanted to make some home movies of all of us so that I could capture some of the many happy feelings we all enjoyed in our house. It would be something I could carry into my old age with pride and love. This was on a Thursday. That evening I did shoot some videos of all of us having fun doing various things. We played board games after the girls had completed their homework. Then each of the girls came over and sat on my lap as we finished out the evening watching television together. The next day I was almost too excited to concentrate on my work. I left the office early, went home, and checked out the video gear. The girls had already arrived home from school and had left to go to various girlfriend’s houses. They were back in time for dinner, and I had ordered Chinese delivered for everyone. After dinner we played around some more, and the time seemed to drag by. Finally it was time for everyone to go to bed. At 11:30 p.m. I got out of bed, dressed only in my boxers. I snuck down the stairs and met with Maury. He was already sitting on the sofa and waiting for me after having snuck in through a window I had left unlocked in the laundry room. I saw that he was wearing thin driving gloves as per my instructions so there would be no fingerprints left should the cops somehow become involved. And he had already collected the silverware from where I told him it was stored. Everything looked good. I asked him if he was ready and he said, “Sure, lets do it.”
I snuck back to the top of the stairs, turned around, and shouted, “Who’s down there. What are you doing down there?” At the same time I flicked on the room lights and saw Maury, now wearing a knit hat low over his ears and just above his eyes, pointing a gun at me.
“Alright, buddy, you caught me,” he said loudly. His voice had to carry into all of the bedrooms. “But I have a gun, and you don’t. Get your ass down here, and bring everyone who’s up there with you. Hurry up, or i’ll just start shooting.”
The girl’s bedroom doors were already opened, and they were all looking out at me. They were all dressed in delicious, low-cut baby-doll pajamas that always managed to send my cock into instantaneous raging-steel-nail-pounding hard-on condition. I motioned for them to come to me, and we all went down the stairs together.
“What do you want from us,” I asked the burglar? “You’ll have to kill me right here and now if you try to harm any of my girls.”
“Chill out, asshole, and you and your little harem all sit down on that couch… NOW,” he shouted. We all quickly moved to sit on the couch. Jenna was on my lap.
“You see, asshole, you caught me inside your house. Yeah, I was stealing your things. But your problem is that you caught me, and now I have caught you. I don’t want to kill any of you, but you have all seen my face. You could tell the cops who I am. Pick my picture out of the mug books they have there. I isn’t going to do any more time in the joint, so if I can’t figure something out pretty quick, i’ll have to off you one at a time.”
The girls were beginning to understand what was going on, and they all began to cry. I tried to comfort then. “Take it easy, girls. I won’t let this guy hurt any of you.”
“Oh, yeah? That’s a really stupid thing to say to them, seeing as how I am holding the gun. If I decide to pop you, you get popped. End of discussion. Say, what these cameras for are,” he said as he seemed to take notice of the two video cameras for the first time.
“I was making some home videos of me and the girls. They are valuable cameras. Go ahead and take them.”
“Oh, I won’t steal them. Too damn big and bulky, and too hard to fence. No, but they do give me a great idea of how I can leave here without killing any of you and not worry about you going to the cops. You see, you and the little ladies are going to make another home movie. You are going to ball all four of your cute little girl’s right here and now. Really fuck their asses off, if you know what I mean. And you better look like you are enjoying it, too. Lots of smiles, kissing, sucking, stuff like that. Then I leave with the video and the stuff I have already got. You go to the cops, and I make sure these videos end up on the shelves of every porn outlet in the country. And I know just the guy who can arrange that.”
“No way, you fucking pervert,” I yelled at him. I could never do that to any of my little angles. Not in a million years.”
“No,” he said, shaking his head slowly from side to side. “Well, don’t say I didn’t offer you an out.” With that he stepped closer and raised the handgun, aiming it right at me.
“NO. WAIT!!” Amanda screamed. Then she leaned over to me and whispered, “Dad, we have to do like the man says. He’ll shoot you and all of us if we don’t.”
“Daddy, Amanda is right,” Jenna said in an equally low voice. “You have to have sex with us. We don’t have any choice.”
“Well, what’s it going to be, asshole?
I looked at Trisha and Paula, and I could see they agreed with the other two. “Girls, can you ever forgive me after we do this?”
With that all four of them tried to put their arms around me at the same time. “Daddy,” Amanda, stated for all of them, “there will be nothing to forgive. We have to do this if we want to live. And we know you will be gentle with all of us. We have to, Daddy.”
“All right, you damned pervert. What do you want us to do,” I asked Maury, er, I mean the burglar?
“Simple enough. First, draw all the shades in this room. Then turn on the lights and start the cameras rolling. Then you sit on the couch and each girl will come over to you, strip off her pj’s, and kiss you passionately. You feel them up tits and pussies, and start getting them hot. Then i’ll tell you what to do next.”
The girls pulled the blinds down as I clicked on the lights and then put two tapes into the cameras. I centered each on the couch and turned both of them on to the record mode. Then I walked to the couch and set down. The girls lined up to my right, and, with the burglar’s nod and a reminder to all of us to smile, Amanda walked over to me. She stood in front of me and, with a big smile, lifted her top over her head and tossed it to the side. Then, still smiling broadly like she was really enjoying this, she put both thumbs into the waist-band of her bottoms and pushed them and her panties down to her ankles, and stepped out of them. I couldn’t believe it. Here was my oldest daughter, standing naked in front of me in all her natural glory, smiling, and barely two feet away! Her tits were so beautiful and so perfectly matched. They jiggled slightly as she came forward, bent down, and planted a passionate kiss on my lips. I responded quickly, slipping my arms around her and bringing her onto my lap. Then I squeezed and fondled both of her boobs.
Our passionate kiss continued as I pinched her nipples lightly and caressed the tits some more. Then my hand slipped down over her belly and between her legs. She moaned as she spread them wider, and my hand cupped her warm, nicely furred mound. My middle finger slipped into her rapidly moistening slit and I fingered her. I found her clit and flicked it several times, feeling her shudder with a mild orgasm in my arms. Then I could see Trisha start forward, so I slipped my arms from around Amanda and gently let her slip to the sofa next to me. Trisha was also smiling wonderfully as she stopped in front of me and took off her pj’s. Then she was on my lap, and I was kissing and fondling her. I stroked her breasts, then moved my hand down and fingered her. I had to flick her clit a lot longer than Amanda’s before I felt her shudder and shake in a severe orgasm. She groaned and gave out a low squeal as she peaked, then she fell limp against me. I shifted her to the couch as Amanda moved to make room.
Jenna was next, and she was a perfect repeat of Trisha’s performance. Paula was the real surprise. As I fingered her tender young pussy and let my thumb rub over her sensitive clit during a really passionate kiss she began to orgasm. But it continued on and on, even after I stopped rubbing her and just held her tightly. Four straight minutes or more of orgasm from a teenage girl. Damn, what a sight! What a feeling! Maury, er… The burglar said we all did well for Act I. He then ordered me to stand and strip off my boxers. I did as he instructed, my erect 8 inch penis slapping my belly as it was suddenly released. Then I sat back down on the couch between my four daughters, two on each side. He instructed me to start with Amanda while the other three girls slid to the floor and sat around us, observing our love making. “I want you to take her in the traditional missionary position after some foreplay. Got that?” Yes, I replied. Then I slipped my arms around my oldest daughter and kissed her passionately. She returned my embrace and kiss with her own passion. Together we laid over onto the couch and our nude bodies pressed together from thighs to hips to breasts to lips. My free right hand felt all over her body, squeezing her butt cheeks hard and sliding my fingers up through her crack and over her rear hole. She shivered and kissed me with more passion as I did this.
Then I forced my hand down between us and into the V of her legs. I cupped her entire mound, allowing my social finger to fully explore her entire crease. She was already dripping wet, and I couldn’t wait to feel my heard cock sliding up inside this beautiful creature. I then sunk my finger inside her hole as she shuddered in another orgasm. I felt her hymen, and pushed my finger through the opening to begin the tearing process. She moaned with the new mixture of pleasure and pain, and her hips began to hump against my hand involuntarily. She definitely wanted more, and she was ready for me now.
I lifted my body and shifted hers until she was on her back with her legs spread wide. I got my knees between her legs and reached down to grasp my penis. I felt her hand on mine, and she whispered, “Let me guide you into my body, daddy. I want to feel your manhood as you make me a real woman.? What could I say to that? My lovely daughter’s hand encircled my cock as I removed mine. I shifted my hips downward and felt her place the head against her opening. Then, I bent down and kissed her with all my passion as I hunched my hips forward, driving my cock deep into her pussy and tearing through the remainder of her cherry. A couple quick follow-up strokes and I was buried to the hilt inside my daughter. Her surrounding tightness was almost more than I could stand, and it was all I could do not to shoot my load into her right then.
Somehow I managed to hold off. In a minute or so I began to stroke slowly in and out of her. Her moans became continuous. I asked her if it was painful, and she replied, “Noooooo. It feels like heaven. It’s soooo wonderful. Please, go faster…” I increased the speed and force of my strokes, knowing I could not possibly hold out for long with this kind of stimulation on my sensitive cock. Soon, it couldn’t have been more than three or four minutes, I felt myself pass the point of no return. I plowed her cunt hard and deep as I felt myself begin to shoot. She began to cum at the same time, and we both bounced and shuddered with the combined force of our mutual releases. I felt her cunt grab onto my cock, seemingly milking it of everything it had to offer. I felt seven or eight different spurts of cum shoot into her body as I experienced the most intense orgasm of my life!
I withdrew my cock slowly from her well-fucked pussy as I came to my knees. Then I watched my cum spill out from between her lips, the single most erotic sight I have ever seen. Amanda looked up at me and whispered a, “Thank you,” as she rolled to her left and got off the couch. Trisha came over, got on her knees on the couch beside me, and kissed me deeply. “Daddy, I hope you make me feel as good as you just did for Amanda. I am so hot right now after watching you two that I can’t stand it,” she whispered in my ear as our deep kiss finally broke.
“I will, my little darling,” I assured her. With that I helped her assume her position on the couch and I laid down beside her. I slowly began to feel her breasts and body as we passionately kissed. The excitement of touching another of my beautiful daughters so intimately got to me, and my semi-hard cock began to stiffen rapidly. Trisha reached down, grasped my member, and began to tug on it. Feeling her small hand on me like that was almost more than I could take. I again lifted my body and she got into position below me.
Maury spoke up. “Not that way, asshole. You take this one from behind. Fuck her doggie style, she should get a kick out of that.”
So we shifted positions until she was on her hands and knees before me. My cock was raging hard and bouncing with my pulse directly behind her beautiful ass. I clearly saw her tiny pucker-hole and, for just an instant, I thought about entering her there. But then I felt her hand reaching up from between her legs and grasping my cock. She directed me to the entrance of her vagina. I nudged it forward past her lips and right to her girlhood barrier. I rubbed my free hand across her back, told her to brace herself and get ready for a little pain. Then I grasped her hips with both hands and pulled her back as I pushed forward. My cock sank balls deep into her extremely tight pussy. Trisha buried her face into the pillows and gave out a muffled scream. I held still, waiting for some sign from her that the pain had abated. Finally her moans seemed to change from pain to pleasure, and I began to stroke her slowly. I heard her whisper, “Oh, yessss,” and knew she was ready for more. I lengthened my strokes and speeded up my delivery, keeping my hands on her hips and pulling her backwards as much as I was pushing myself into her. Her moans became louder as I watched her virginal blood and juices cover my shaft. I reached up and grasped her right tit in my hand, squeezing it and then pinching the nipple firmly before returning to her hips and continuing in earnest with our fuck. Trisha came really hard five distinct times as we fucked. That she was thoroughly enjoying our sexual coupling was obvious from her mewing and the words like “yes, daddy”, “fuck me” and “fuck me harder, and daddy” I heard her softly say.. I managed to last much longer this time than I did with Amanda. But in the end, I felt the familiar sensations beginning to rapidly build. Trisha, I’m getting ready to cum.
Are you ready, Tee? Cum with Daddy, Trish. I felt myself let go, and Trisha did not disappoint me. She experienced her most intensive orgasm as I pumped my load deep into her body. Her elbows gave out, and her upper body collapsed as I was still shooting into her. When I finally finished cumming she was as limp as a rag doll. A few moments later Amanda came over and helped her off the couch as Jenna came over to me. “Oh, Daddy. I hope you can make me feel like that. I’m so hot right now, I feel like I am on fire between my legs.” Then she kissed me deeply, her tongue attempting to probe and massage my tonsils. We broke that kiss reluctantly and Jenna shifted her position until she was on her hands and knees, facing away from me. I moved closer until the head of my cock was sliding between her legs along thee entire length of her crack. “Do me quick, Daddy. I can take the pain alright.”
what a angel! i positioned my cock near her pussy when she brought her hand back to grasp my cock and start feeding it into her body. I told her to brace herself. A few seconds later I shifted my weight forward, and my cock slid effortlessly into my daughter’s body. She gasped and buried her face into the same pillow that Tee had used. But less than a minute later she raised her head and told me she was ready. I began stroking slowly, but quickly speeded up when she thrust her hips backwards almost violently. “Take me harder, Daddy. Fuck me harder, pleaseeeeee…” I started pounding my little daughter just as hard as I could from that point on.
I was fully engrossed in filling Jenna’s pussy from behind with my hard cock when I heard Maury’s raspy voice break into my concentration. “You are boring me, asshole. Pull out of her cunt and fuck her asshole.”
Oh, Maury, I could kiss you, I thought to myself as I withdrew my cock from Jen’s cunt and repositioned it over her anal sphincter. “Now relax, Jen. This will hurt a bit, but it will be extremely pleasurable for you if you just relax and let it happen.”
Then, after spitting on her ass and rubbing it all over her back door opening, I proceeded to push the head of my cock into my daughter’s asshole. I could feel it’s never-stretched tightness, and I knew I had to be hurting her really bad. Still, I was going to get in no matter what… The head of my cock finally made its way through her back door’s tight portal. I didn’t stop there, instead continuing to push inward until my entire length was buried inside her. She was screaming into the couch pillows, and I could see tears streaming down her cheek as her head flopped to the side. I held still, and a lot quicker than I would have thought, she started moving her hips forward and back. Then she began moaning like never before as the pleasure she was now feeling overwhelmed her pain. I had never felt such tightness around my cock before.
I began to move in and out of her butt hole as she raised herself up onto her hands and really began pounding her body backwards into me. Her moans turned to low screams of pleasure as she succumbed to feelings more intense than anything she had ever felt before. I glanced over at Amanda, Trisha and Paula, squinting through the bright lights, and observed that they were all openly frigging themselves hard and squeezing their boobs as they witnessed my anal penetration of their sister. I looked over at Maury and he had his cock out and was jacking off, his hand literally flying up and down his shaft as mine continue to disappear and reappear out of Jenna’s ass. The overwhelming intensity of the entire scene, combined with the wonderful pleasure I was currently feeling, sent me over the edge. I felt myself begin shooting my load deep inside my daughter’s body. She reached her peak after half my load was inside her, and she screamed out loudly before collapsing onto the couch. I finished cumming and slowly withdrew my cock before I realized Jenna had fainted from her intense pleasure. I moved up over her and touched her cheeks, and was rewarded with a moan as her eyes fluttered open and a smile took hold. Amanda and Tee helped her off the couch as Paula threw herself into my arms. “Will you do it to me in the ass too, Daddy? I want it there so bad. Oh Pleaseeee?” Then we were kissing passionately as I began my foreplay with my youngest daughter, my baby. Maury broke in again. “Have the little bitch lick and suck your cock, but don’t blow in her mouth, understand?”
“Hey, man,” I said. “I just pulled my dick out of my other daughter’s asshole, and you want Paula to suck it now? No way! It’s filthy, damn it all!”
Paula spoke up and said, “It’s alright Daddy. I don’t mind. Really.” And before I could react she had dipped her head and engulfed the head of my cock. Then she did her impression of a Hoover vacuum cleaner, sucking so hard that any softening I might have undergone after cumming inside Jen was quickly replaced with solid steel. Paula had me so hard so quick that I could not believe it. And in five minutes she had managed to lick my shaft and balls clean and had me ready to blow my load down her throat. I would have to ask her where she learned that particular technique sometime. I was getting a little tired by now, and just sort of flopped onto my ass on the couch. Paula’s licking had kept me as hard as I had been with Amanda, so my cock was sticking up straight. My youngest daughter saw my position, looked at my dick, and didn’t hesitate. She swung her leg over mine, scrunched forward me, and grabbed my cock. She raised her ass up, brought my cock under her until it was lined up with her tender virgin pussy, and began to lower herself onto it.
I was not in any condition to protest. Tired as I was, the last part of my dream was about to come true. I felt my baby daughter center my huge cock in her tiny pussy hole. Then, without any hesitation, she relaxed her legs, literally impaling herself on my dong. She suppressed a scream as she flopped almost limply against my chest. And I was assailed by the tightest, hottest, most receptive pussy I have ever had the pleasure of entering. I didn’t have to do any work with Paula. After no more than a minute she began moving her hips back and forth. Then she slowly began to raise them up and down. Within just a few minutes she was lifting herself up until just the head of my cock was left inside her tight love canal, then dropping down to impale herself all over again. And I managed to stay busy feeling her beautiful little titties and pinching her nipples. Her stroking continued for the longest time, and I just knew there was nothing left inside me to give her. But then, incredibly, I felt that old, familiar stirring deep inside my groin. And, almost before I knew it, I was holding tightly to her hips and giving her a load of cum that would make any teenage boy proud.
Paula must have felt my dumping my load inside her because it set her off. She started screaming and bucking her hips wildly up and down, impaling herself with such force that I couldn’t believe she didn’t injure her tender pussy. And her orgasm was a record breaker, lingering for several long, pleasurable minutes until she finally went limp in my arms. And my now limp dick slowly slid out of her to finally flop against my thighs. I turned to Maury. “I hope you are satisfied now, you perverted asshole. You have your guarantee that none of us will ever say anything to the cops about your burglary. I hope you are damn-well satisfied.” That was my code phrase to Maury for him to shut down his activities and get out of the house. “Take your damn booty and get out.”
“Sure I will, dick-head. I’ve got what I want. Hope you sleep like a log when I’m gone.” With that he took the tapes out of the video recorders, put them down into his sack of booty, and left through the kitchen door into the back yard. As he went outside all four girls piled onto me on the couch. They were all talking at once, hugging me and telling me I shouldn’t feel bad about what happened. After all, it wasn’t my fault he forced me to do what I had done. They understood I did what I had to just to protect them from his gun. I almost felt a little shame. Almost… Shit, I was too damn tired to feel much of anything except pure satisfaction.
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