My daddy fucked me a few more times that night. He lay on the monument and I rode him, gripping my tits and all but screaming. I found myself throwing my head back, moaning shamelessly, gasping for air and all but screaming as he pounded me, thrusting up into my tightness, stretching out my already swollen and sore pussy with each thrust. I gasped over and over again as he pumped himself into me, whimpering as I ground my clit into his crotch as I sank down onto his cock over and over again, feeling his hot flesh impale my body, slide deep into my womb…
Later, my daddy, still apparently untired, took me from behind a few more times and made me suck his cock at the end up the night, so that I could taste all of our cum on his long, thick shaft. I was amazed by his stamina but, after all, he was my daddy—here was a real man, an uncompromising man, a man who could continue to fuck his sweet little girl late into the night, still firing off thick loads of salty cum four rounds of love making in…
Finally, around four o’clock in the morning, he let me put my clothes back on. That signaled that the ceremony was at an end. A girl’s father gets to decide when the ceremony is officially over, when his daughter has been fucked sufficiently. Mine had gone on rather longer than was normal but going till four in the morning wasn’t uncommon. Occasionally, the ceremony lasted until the sun rose and people began to drift away to go to school and work.
But I had survived. I had gotten through the mercilessly passionate and sensual fucking. I… I was officially a woman now.
As the spectators drifted back to their homes, I threw my arms around my daddy’s neck and planted a big kiss on his lips.
“I love you, daddy,” I whispered.
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It’s been six weeks since Coming of Age. Already my belly is swelling with my daddy’s seed. They say it’s good luck when a girl gets pregnant during the ceremony—it means good fortune for her family and a good harvest. We’re not farmers any more but my daddy’s used car business sure seems to be doing better and my mom just got a big bonus from the hospital, so maybe there’s something to it…
All I know is, I’m not a girl anymore. I’m a woman. A woman with her daddy’s baby growing deep in her belly…
Pool Taboo
“No, daddy, I’m your daughter! You shouldn’t touch me. You shouldn’t be looking at me like this.”
Eighteen-year-old Felicity has a problem—she keeps having nasty, naughty dreams about her step father, who just happens to be the coach of her swim team! And he’s heard her, tossing and turning at night, moaning his name…
What happens the man of Felicity’s house decides to take matters into his own hands and give Felicity the wet, hot satisfaction she needs to focus on her training? It’s a case of… Pool Taboo.
Don’t miss this taboo tale of forbidden passion from Ramona Scarlett!
Table of Contents
Meet Felicity
Daddy Knows Best
Pleasure
Felicity’s First Time
Learning New Skills
Meet Felicity
Hi! My name is Felicity. I've been swimming ever since I was a little kid. I love swimming. I love it maybe more than anything else--I love the feeling of the smooth water again my skin and how my lithe body glides through the water with the greatest of ease, waves rippling around me.
I love the way my body gets dotted with goose bumps when I first jump into the water and I love the feeling of the cold water sliding past my skin as I pierce the surface.
It’s also a lot of fun because my daddy is the swim coach for my school team! Well, really my step-daddy. That means I get to spend lots and lots of time with him. Way more time than my mom gets to spend with him or any of my brothers and sisters.
I think daddy likes it too. He likes to tease me, telling me that I’m his favorite daughter. Sure, daddy, I say back, laughing. But you know what? Deep down, I think I might be his favorite daughter after all!
Anyway, it was shortly after my eighteenth birthday during my senior year of high school when I was working out in the pool after practice. We had a big swim meet the coming week and I wanted to get all the practice in before the weekend, because I knew my daddy would make me rest at home and wouldn’t let me work out. Some of the other girls on the team could get away with it if they wanted to but my coach lived in the house with me, so he’d know if I wasn’t relaxing, eating right, and going to bed promptly at 9 PM.
My muscles were aching pleasantly as I got out of the pool. In the shimmering water, I could see my reflection: my hair was wet and my swimsuit squeezed my curves, giving me a lean, streamlined form. Not that I had that many curves to squeeze: I’m honestly pretty petite. Even though I’m eighteen, I definitely look like a little girl. I get mistaken for a freshman all the time with my sweet little smile, my pink lips, and my dark brown hair which I usually keep pulled up in a pony-tail.
“Looking good out there, champ,” I heard my daddy’s voice from across the pool. He came around towards, wearing his usual outfit: a polo shirt and khaki pants, along with a clipboard and a whistle. A classic dad!
“Thanks, daddy,” I said, blushing in spite of myself. Confession time: I had been having some weird dreams lately. Every night, it seemed, I dreamt of my daddy! I dreamt of him licking my pussy, tasting me, sliding his fingers inside of me and exploring my tight insides while I moaned and pressed his head down. God, but it was amazing (in the dream, of course) and I always woke up soaking wet.
“What was your time on that last one?” he asked casually. I shrugged.
“I wasn’t really keeping time. I was just swimming for fun.”
And I was! I really love swimming and the more I swim, the better I get, even if I’m not trying to best a record.
“That’s my good girl. You’re going to have to rest this weekend. I’m going to strictly enforce that.”
I rolled my eyes.
“I know you are, Daddy. I know.”
“And you’ve been having nightmares lately, haven’t you? You’ll have to get more sleep and no more junk food.”
I froze Nightmares? Why did he think I’d been having nightmares? The only unusual dreams I had been having involved… Him.
“Uh, what makes you say that, Daddy?”
Daddy Knows Best
He took a step towards me and looped a finger under the shoulder strap of my swim suit. He drew it down my arm and I let out a little gasp.
“I heard the things you moan while you’re in bed,” he said with a smooth smile. Now I was really blushing!
“Uh, what things, Daddy?” I said, trying to play dumb. I started to pull the strap back up but my daddy just pulled it back down.
“Things like ‘Oh, yes, Daddy, fuck me harder!’ Things like, ‘Let me suck your dick, Daddy!’ And things like, ‘Is my asshole tight enough, Daddy?’”
I knew and remembered the exact dreams he was referring to. My blush only grew as he pulled down the other shoulder strap of my swim suit. Now, I didn’t even put up a fight as he slid the swim suit down over my chest, revealing my petite boobs, slick with water. My pink little nipples were incredible hard, both from the child of the water and from the knowledge that my very own daddy—the man who had raised me, the man whose flesh and blood I was!—was watching them, a growing bulge in his pants.
“Oh, Daddy, I don’t know what you’re talking about,” I murmured softly, squeezing my eyes shut. He drew me close, wrapping his hands around my waist and pulling me close and tight to him, so that I could feel the big bulge in his pants pressing against my belly.
“I think you do, baby girl. And you need to sleep better, so I think it’s probably time we took care of this. Don’t you agree?”
I shook my head.
“No, daddy, I’m your daughter! You shouldn’t touch me. You shouldn’t be looking at me like this.”
His hands squeezed my ass and slid underneath my swim suit, grabbing my bare buttocks, massaging them, even sliding his fingers between them to access my rapidly moisten
ing slit…
“You’re my daughter. You came from me and I’ll do whatever I think is right for you. Do you understand? Don’t you want to be daddy’s good girl and win for daddy?”
I nodded slowly. Of course, I did! How could I not want that?
“Then you’re going to let Daddy fuck you and you’re going to stop having these dreams so you can actually get a good night’s sleep and win for Daddy.”
I gasped at the sound of my Daddy using such foul language. He almost never swore in front of me! But now, here he was, touching me, grabbing my ass, looking at my pink, hard little nips with a hungry, ravenous edge to his expression—like a lion looking at its prey right before it pounces…
“Whatever you think is best, Daddy…” I murmured as he drew me close for a kiss. His tongue and mouth tasted incredible on mine as he claimed my sweet, tender lips over and over, raking his teeth over my soft flesh, eliciting murmurs from the back of my throat. His fingers continued to work their way around in between my ass cheeks, and I gasped into the kiss when I felt his fingers slide into my pussy. God, I was so wet… His fingers—and he has big fingers! He’s a big man, my daddy, over six feet tall—slid into me easily, since I was sopping wet and not just from the pool. Another of his fingers he pressed against my asshole and I yelped as he forced that one inside of me too.
As we kissed, my daddy began to finger fuck both holes, working his digits in and out, in and out. I’d never really had anything up my ass before but the combined sensation of a finger in my pussy and a finger invading my tight asshole drove me crazy. I squealed and pressed by body down onto my daddy’s fingers, trying to urge them deeper and deeper inside me.
“Please, Daddy, more, more!” I begged, groaning in delight as he finger fucked me.
“That’s it,” my Daddy said with a big smile on his handsome face, in between kissing my lips and nipping at my neck. “Moan like Daddy’s little whore. You love it when Daddy’s puts his fingers inside of you, don’t you?”
“Yes, Daddy!” I all but screamed as his fingers explored my insides. This was just like in my dream! I couldn’t believe this was actually happening! On the one hand, I felt ashamed, but on the other hand, I was hornier than I had ever been! I masturbated almost every day in the shower (welcome to being a teenager) but it was never as good as this!
Pleasure
Suddenly, I felt my body begin to tremble. My hips shook and my pussy and asshole convulsed around my Daddy’s big fingers. Oh my god, my Daddy was making me cum! He continued to finger me, pumping his digits into my cumming holes as I threw back my head and led out a moan, a moan the likes of which I had never uttered. I groaned and squeezed my eyes shut as my body cummed and then, finally, collapsed against my Daddy, my legs barely able to hold my body standing up straight any longer.
“How’s my sweet little girl doing now?” my daddy asked with a big grin. I looked up at him, exhausted from cumming but completely excited for what could be coming next.
“Perfect, Daddy…” I murmured. Now, he slid the rest of my bathing suit off, revealing my slender, lithe, nude body, still slightly tanned from summer and totally hairless.
“Look at my little girl. All grown up,” my Daddy said with a proud smile. I sat down on the pool deck and spread my legs wide.
“See, Daddy? See how wet you got me? I’m a mess down here. You’d better clean me up.”
My Daddy chuckled and got down on his hands and knees between my legs.
“I guess you’re right.”
And with that, I felt his mouth and tongue on my thigh, kissing and licking towards my pussy, getting closer and closer with each passing second. The anticipation was miserable in its intensity, in its incredibly, earth-shattering promise of mindless pleasure. I couldn’t wait for his mouth to be on my pussy, for his lips and tongue to be passing over my wetness, my sloppy twat. I’ve always been an easy cummer—I figured that out when I was twelve and on lazy summer days, I’d masturbate five or six times over the course of an afternoon, locking myself in my bedroom and riding my hairbrush until my cunt was swollen and chafed—and my juices were literally dripping out of my warm, pink hole.
And then, suddenly, his tongue was gliding over my cunt, slipping inside and twirling around my clit. I let out a whimpering cry, thrusting my hips forward into my Daddy’s face, trying to encourage his tongue to take me, to wash over my clit and my wet lips and slide inside and do all the nasty things I was craving, craving more than anything at that very moment.
“Oh, Daddy, please! It’s so good!” I moaned, thrashing from side to side as my father—my own father!—ate me out, tasting his daughter’s sweet pussy.
“Mmm, you taste soooo good, baby girl,” my Daddy murmured in between licking and slurping at my juicy hole. “I should have done this a long, long time ago.”
“Oh, god, please, Daddy! More! More! Lick me more!” I moaned, thrusting my hips forward and up, up into his mouth. I spread my legs more and reached down to spread open my hole, spreading my pussy folds for my Daddy to work his tongue into me… Deeper.
“Ugh, Daddy, I’m getting close again,” I moaned as his tongue worked its way along my clit, whipping around and licking its way over my wetness. “Please, Daddy, make me cum!”
Of course, he didn’t change anything he was doing. He just kept it up, slurping away at my pussy dutifully, his tongue occasionally sliding off my clitty and over my wet, hairless mound. I keep my pussy nicely shaved for swimming and I know boys like it, even though I’ve never had a boyfriend. I always thought it would be a nice surprise for the first guy to ever see my pussy… Little did I know that guy would be my Daddy!
“Daddy!” I screamed, finally feeling my body start to shake and convulse once again. I was cumming yet again under the skilled ministrations of my father! “Daddy, I’m cumming!”
He didn’t respond. He just kept pleasuring me, licking my pussy, slurping joyfully at his little daughter’s cunt. I reached down and ran my fingers through his hair, screaming as I came. It was a good thing we were at the pool so late… Because I’m sure anyone still at school could have heard me, I was screaming so loud!
“Daddy, that was… Incredible!” I said with a pleasant sigh. I felt like I was floating. I felt like I was on top of the world, like my brain had exploded and all that was left was a bunch of unformed goop about to be brutally fucked by my very own father.
Felicity’s First Time
“It’s not over yet, darling,” my Daddy said with a great big smile. He stood up and began to undo his pants. First came the belt buckle, then down went his zipper and all of a sudden, there it was: my Daddy’s great, big fat cock, throbbing and long, longer than I ever imagined a cock could be. Was that really going to fit inside of me? I couldn’t imagine it would but before I knew it, my Daddy was on top of me. My eyes widened as he put my legs up on his shoulders, lifting my but up into the air and keeping my legs spread, spread just enough so that the tip of his cock could press against my tender little hole.
“Oh, Daddy, I’m scared. I’m… I’m a virgin, after all.”
My Daddy’s expression softened.
“Well, sweetie, Felicity, I’m honored to be the one to take your virginity.”
And with that, my Daddy’s cock slid deep into my pussy! I was so, so wet that it didn’t take much for him to drive it into me. I let out a loud moan and reached up to grab him, holding him tight as he deflowered me.
“Oh, god, Daddy!” I moaned as my Daddy’s giant cock embedded itself inside of me. I felt like he was spread me apart, stretching me open wide. Tears came to my eyes—he might as well have been ripping me apart! Still, I kept my cool and thrust my hips up, rubbing my clitty against my Daddy’s hairy crotch, sending little thrills of electricity through my body.
“That’s my sweet, tight little baby girl,” Daddy cooed. “You’re even tighter than mommy ever was.”
And so, just like that, my Daddy began to fuck me. He began thrusting his hips towards me, pum
ping in and out, in and out of my tight pussy as I moaned with each thrust, each moment of delicious penetration, his massive prick driving deep into my wet, tight depths.
“Oh, god, Daddy, please fuck me. Fuck me like you fucked mommy.”
“You’d like that, wouldn’t you?” my Daddy said with a grin. “I’m going to shoot my hot load into your pussy, just like I did to your mommy.”
The idea of my Daddy cumming inside of me turned me on more than I could ever remember anything ever turning me on! I moaned and thrust my hips up again and again to meet his and wrapped my arms around his neck. As he fucked me, he lowered his mouth to my boobs, capturing my nipples between his lips as he fucked me, sucking my hard little nubs and eliciting sweet little moans from my lips as his cock spread me open wider and wider with each passing second.
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