The summer heat was stifling, suffocating. I lounged on the couch in my skimpy mini-skirt, bare legs splayed out before me, as I flipped listlessly through the TV channels. My father sat across from me, newspaper in hand, occasional grunts and harrumphs escaping his lips as he read.
I was 21 years old and had lived alone with Daddy ever since my mother deserted him, running off with some younger guy, when I was just a kid. At 54, Dad was still a handsome devil. My friends used to joke and tease that they’d love to get banged by him. And the truth was, I wanted him to screw me too. Of course, I was too afraid to ever let on.
It was a Thursday evening and I had phoned Daddy earlier, telling him I was headed out to grab burgers and shakes with a girlfriend. Which was a total lie. She and I went to her place, where we drank wine, giggled, and snuck off to her bedroom to fuck some guys who were her dad’s friends. Daddy knew I was sexually active, no need to rub it in his face.
Now back at home, expecting to have the house to myself for hours, I found myself face to face with my hunky father instead. Sitting there in his shorts, hairy legs on full display. The desire that had smouldered inside me for so long surged to a boiling point. “Fuck it,” I muttered to myself, liquid courage from the wine still coursing through my veins. “Why not just put it out there?”
But even tipsy and worked up from sex, I still couldn’t quite work up the nerve to turn to Daddy and just flat-out announce that I wanted him to fuck me. That it had to be him.
Just then, Daddy glanced at his watch and said “Time for a drink,” before leaving the room. It was always rum and Coke for him, mostly rum. While he was gone, I made a split-second decision. Sliding my hands under my skirt, I shimmied out of my panties and kicked them aside. Now I sat there in my short skirt, no underwear, my pussy exposed and glistening wet. I took a deep breath to calm my nerves. “What would he do,” I wondered, “when he saw?”
Would Daddy freak out, demanding I cover up? Tell me I wasn’t wearing panties. But there was a chance…a small chance I had inherited my desire for incest from him. Maybe Daddy had wanted to fuck me all these years but never dared say. “Would he finally make a move?”
My heart hammered in my chest as Daddy returned a moment later, rum and Coke in hand. He settled back into his chair and glanced over at me. Then he froze. His eyes bulged as they landed on my naked sex, my pink folds peeking out from under my skirt. I parted my legs a bit more, just to be sure he had a good view. Daddy made a small strangled noise in his throat. His eyes were glued to my pussy as I slowly began opening and closing my legs, flashing him my wet slit over and over.
I watched him squirm uncomfortably, one hand moving to press against the bulge developing in his shorts. “Mmmph!” Daddy grunted, shifting in his seat. I bit my lip, my pulse racing. Was I really getting daddy hard?
“I’m bored as heck with this damn book!” I suddenly remarked voice pitched high and breathy. I’d never spoken that way to my father before. He whirled to face me, eyes wide, mouth agape. Then he seemed to catch himself. His eyes darted to my exposed crotch again as he cleared his throat. “Oh! Ah, well, try reading something else then,” he stammered out.
I kept opening and closing my legs, flashing him my pussy, silently daring him to do something, anything. Daddy made another noise, sand swallowed hard, his Adam’s apple bobbing. His gaze was riveted on my pink sex, my juices beginning to trickle down my thighs. I was so nervous I thought I might pass out. But also incredibly, heart-stoppingly turned on.
He looked at the couch and saw my panties on the couch, “did you take them off for a reason.”
“I… I wanted you to want me,” I confessed, voice quavering. I couldn’t believe I’d just admitted that to my own father! My cheeks burned crimson as I kept shamelessly parting my thighs, flashing him my bare, dripping cunt.
“You need to put them back on,” he said while he groaned.
But I ignored him and opened my legs more as I wet my fingers and lifted my skirt and started rubbing my clit.
“Ahh mmm,” I moaned as I watched him, my heart pounding in my chest as I continued to touch myself. I couldn’t believe what I was doing, but I couldn’t stop either. I was so turned on, so desperate for him to want me as much as I wanted him.
Daddy’s eyes were glued to my pussy as I rubbed myself, his breath coming in short, sharp gasps. I could see the bulge in his shorts growing larger, and I knew he was getting harder by the second.
“Stop it,” he said, his voice strangled. “You can’t do that here.”
“You going to stop me, ah it feels good Dad, ah fuck,” I said as he watched me. “Come on I know you want to dick me hard.”
“Oh sweetie, what are you doing to your poor dad,” he was messing with his crotch. “This isn’t fair you doing this in front of me, I haven’t had sex in years. I can’t have sex with you but am really fighting my urges here.”
“I know Daddy,” I said breathlessly, still touching myself as I watched him. “I know how badly you want me. I’ve seen you looking at me, watching me when you think I don’t notice.”
I kept rubbing my clit, my fingers slipping in and out of my wetness as I watched him squirm. “It’s okay, Daddy. I want you too. I’ve wanted you for so long. Let’s just give in, just this once. No one has to know.”
I slid a finger inside myself, imagining it was Daddy’s thick cock stretching me open. “Mmm, I need you so badly,” I whimpered, spreading my legs as wide as I could. “Please Daddy, I can’t take it anymore. I need your cock inside me.”
“I can’t sweetheart, it’s not right,” he said, but his voice lacked conviction. I could see his resolve crumbling by the second.
“Shh, don’t fight it,” I said, holding out my hand to him. “Come here Daddy, let me make you feel good. I’ll be such a good girl for you, I promise.”
Slowly, hesitantly, Daddy stood up and came over to the couch. He sat down next to me, so close I could feel the heat radiating off his skin. I reached out and palmed the bulge in his shorts, gasping at how hard he was.
“Oh Daddy,” I breathed, squeezing him through the fabric. “You’re so big and hard for me already. Do you want to put it in me? Want to fuck your little girl’s tight, wet pussy?”
I didn’t wait for an answer, too impatient to feel him inside me. I yanked his shorts down, his huge cock springing free and slapping up against his stomach. “Oh my god,” I gasped, wrapping my hand around him and giving him a slow stroke. “So fucking big Daddy, you’re going to split me in half.”
Daddy groaned, his hips thrusting into my hand as I stroked him. “Sweetie, we shouldn’t…” he said weakly, but he didn’t stop me.
I pushed him back against the couch and straddled his hips, my wet pussy hovering over his cock. “Shh, don’t talk,” I said, reaching down to line him up with my entrance. “Just feel how much your little girl wants you.”
With that, I sank down on his cock, crying out as he stretched me wide open. “Oh fuck Daddy, so big!” I wailed, my pussy clenching around him. “Oh god, you feel so good inside me!”
Daddy grunted, his hands coming up to grip my hips. “Sweetie, oh fuck,” he groaned, starting to thrust up into me. “You’re so tight, so wet. Fuck baby, I can’t believe we’re really doing this.”
“Yes Daddy, fuck me,” I panted, riding him hard. “Oh god yes, your cock feels so good. Mmmph, I’ve wanted this for so long!”
I bounced on his lap, my huge tits jiggling as I impaled myself on his cock over and over. Daddy thrust up into me, his hands kneading my ass. “Fuck sweetie, you’re so tight,” he groaned.
“Can I do you doggy style instead, I feel bad looking at your face as this feels so wrong,” he said as I slowed my bouncing.
I slid off Daddy’s cock, my pussy clenching at the sudden emptiness. “Doggy style,” I panted, turning around and getting on my hands and knees on the couch. I arched my back, presenting my glistening cunt to him. “Please Daddy, take me from behind. I want to feel your big cock.”
Daddy moved behind me, running his hands over my ass cheeks. “Such a naughty girl,” he muttered, giving each cheek a firm smack. I yelped, then moaned as he kneaded the stinging flesh. “My little girl, so desperate for Daddy’s cock.”
“Yes, please,” I whined, looking back at him over my shoulder. I wiggled my ass invitingly. “Fuck me, Daddy.”
Daddy groaned, his hands gripping my hips hard enough to bruise. Without warning, he slammed into me from behind, burying his thick cock deep in my tight channel. “Oh fuck!” I screamed, my whole body jolting forward from the force of his thrust.
He set a brutal pace, pounding into me with all his strength. The couch rocked with the force of his thrusts. “Take it baby,” he grunted, his hips smacking against my ass.
I could only hang on for dear life as he ravaged my pussy. Drool ran down my chin as he fucked me stupid with his huge dick. “Yes, yes, yes!” I chanted mindlessly, my eyes rolling back in my head.
Daddy’s cock was stretching me so wide, reaching places inside me that had never been touched. I could feel every ridge and vein as he plunged in and out. “Fuck, so tight,” he growled, his fingers digging into my hips hard enough to bruise. “Gonna fill this pussy up, baby girl. Gonna pump you full of Daddy’s cum.”
My pussy clenched at his words, my whole body shuddering with a combination of fear and excitement. I knew I shouldn’t want this, knew it was so wrong for me to crave my own father’s seed. But god help me, I did. I wanted him to mark me, claim me, and make me his in every way possible.
“Please Daddy,” I whimpered, my voice broken and needy. “Please cum in me. I need it, need your cum so bad.”
Daddy snarled, his hips snapping forward at a punishing pace. I could feel his cock throbbing inside me, growing even harder as he neared his peak. “Gonna, ungh, fill you up,” he grunted, his voice strained.
is words sent me hurtling over the edge. I threw my head back and screamed as my orgasm crashed through me, my cunt clamping down on him like a vice. “Cum in me Daddy, cum in me now!” I wailed, my pussy milking his cock for all I was worth.
With a roar, Daddy slammed into me one last time and held himself deep. I felt his cock jerk as he exploded, painting my insides with his thick, hot seed. “Fuck, take it baby,” he groaned, his hips twisting as he pumped what felt like gallons of cum into my hungry cunt.
I collapsed forward as he finished, my arms giving out. Daddy followed me down, blanketing my back with his big body as he empties the last drops of cum into my pussy. “So good,” he mumbled into my neck, his softening cock slipping out of me with a wet sound. “Such a good girl for Daddy.”
I mewled softly, shivering as his cum trickled out of my raw, well-used hole. I knew we had just crossed a line, done something unforgivable. But god help me, I couldn’t regret it. All I could do was lay there in a boneless heap, my mind blown by the knowledge that my own father had just fucked me senseless.
And as wrong as it was, as much as I knew I shouldn’t… I couldn’t wait to do it again.