Leaning in, I greedily licked her breasts all over, twirling my tongue around each tit in a sensual swirl. I then latched onto a nip, resolute and ravenous to suck her at the source. Once I'd had my fill of her sweet, divine lactation, I squeezed on her sacs again, causing them to dribble out even more.
I slid my shaft between her slippery tits, which were wet with her own milk. Needfully, I pressed her bags together and encased my cock inside the hot flesh of her tits. My dick was lubricated in her drink and ready to fuck.
"Sammy, go ahead and give Daddy's cock a little kiss when it comes near your hole, okay?"
"Sure thing, Daddy!" responded my daughter.
"And keep it ready. I'm going to cum in it."
Sammy nodded enthusiastically and opened her cute little mouth as wide as it would go. It was an incredibly sexy sight, seeing my daughter's hole hung-open and hungry. It got me moving right away, my cock squishing through her big, pregnant tits.
Sammy's little sucks and kisses felt like heaven raining down on my bobbing rod. I loved watching her sexy tongue flick my sensitive cockhead as it splashed between her milky mounds, bathed in her secretions.
I was groping her breasts even harder now as I fucked through them even faster. I must have hit a weird angle, because her next blast of cream got me square in the mouth.
As I swallowed her milky goodness, savoring its insane flavor, my daughter started to swallow, too. Fucking her huge, pregnant tits had gotten me so hot that I was now cumming hard and fast.
"I don't know if I'll want to share these when the baby gets here," I warned, grabbing onto one of my daughter's tits and jiggling it.
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Sammy's due date was just two weeks away, and I still hadn't stolen her cherry! The last thing I wanted was for the little bambino to arrive before I'd gotten the chance to properly fuck my daughter. I decided it was time -- time to do away with half-measure thrusting and rid her of her innocence for good.
I brought Sammy into my room and sat her down on the bed.
"Honey, you know the times I've put my cock in your pussy?"
My daughter looked at me with her big brown eyes and nodded innocently.
"Well, I actually never had it all the way in..." I started.
"What do you mean, Daddy?" asked Sammy.
"You see, girls have a special barrier around their pussy that's supposed to stretch when they lose their virginity. I was careful never to stretch yours, darling, because I wanted to keep you a virgin for as long as possible..."
"Oh, Daddy... I don't like you keeping secrets from me! Can you please fuck me, Daddy, fuck me hard enough to wear me through?"
The flicker in my daughter's eyes told me everything I needed to know. My little girl wanted me. She quickly threw off her clothes and tossed them aside, then laid back on the bed and opened her legs like a willing whore.
I undressed in a flash and leapt onto the bed on top of her, moving over her body like a predator on the prowl. I kissed her soft thighs, her milky nips, and her giant belly... the belly that held our child.
I massaged her pussy around in a big circle, making my daughter moan, then fiddled with her milk nozzles a bit. To my surprise, Sammy reached down and grabbed onto my stiff cock, tugging on it expertly and somewhat animalistically.
"Daddy, I'm so glad you're the one who's going to take my virginity. I've been thinking about this day for a while now... wanting us to become one flesh," she purred, voice heavy in heat.
"And after you've busted me through, it is my sincerest hope that you'll continue to fill me with your cum... I don't ever want to stop having your babies, Daddy!"
It felt like I'd won the goddamn lust lottery. I knew Sammy had grown fond of our fucking, but to actually hear her begging to be my breeding slut?
It was other-worldly.
I knelt down and stuck my cock between her wide-open legs, barely able to see my daughter's pretty face behind her giant, rounded tummy. I pressed my shaft into her pussy in the manner I'd done so many times before -- slightly, and slowly. I didn't want to rush this.
I allowed my cock to rock back and forth, gently bouncing it off her barrier, submitting to its resistance. With a free hand, I began to furiously rub into my daughter's clit, her wetness soaking all around me as I drove her pussy wild.
Sammy was writhing and bucking, anxious as all fuck for me to fuck her already. She was swirling her hands around her taut, stretched-out belly, pleading with me to give it to her good.
"Come on, Daddy... we've been through this part before," she moaned.
"You don't need to hold back anymore; go on and fuck your pregnant daughter! Fuck me like you've wanted to fuck me since the moment you were first inside. Then shower my insides with your cum so deep, it gets on the baby."
My cock tightened hearing her words, knowing she had it right... It was time to feel her tight pink twat wrapped around me completely.
I drew back just slightly before slamming into my daughter's pussy full force, wearing away at her barrier in a few quick thrusts. Sammy gasped as she struggled to take it, my cock slowing now so I could give her a chance to get used to the sensation.
"I'm alright now, Daddy. Keep going," she whispered, bringing me in for a kiss, nibbling on my lips.
I resumed drilling into her tight, young pussy, so hot and wet and better than before. I could feel our baby kicking when I put my hands on her tummy, hanging on for dear life as I pumped her deep.
"Mmmmm, your cock feels so good this deep in my pussy, Daddy," moaned Sammy, her hole growing slicker in arousal.
I latched onto my daughter's plush hips and raised her up a few inches, relishing the sensation this new angle delivered. I was fucking her hard, loud and raw, pulling her pussy along my elongated shaft from tip to base.
When I felt my daughter's walls compress and contract around my cock, I immediately came, too. I was cumming into her orgasm, unleashing what felt like an impossible amount of my seed against her already-occupied womb. I could feel the cum draining from my sac as it splashed against her cervix, my daughter's clenching pussy helping it on its way.
We both collapsed, exhausted, into a heap on the bed. Sammy was breathing very heavily, but she had this huge smile painted on her face and looked incredibly content.
"Yum, Daddy. That was one delicious fuck... I couldn't have asked for a better first fuc-- OHH!"
"What is it, baby? What's wrong?!" I asked, concerned.
My daughter dipped her fingers in and around her pussy and said, "It isn't just cum down here, Daddy; I think... I think my water just broke!"
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Sammy's delivery was quick and easy; I guess that's what you get when you knock up pussy so young. She gave birth to a healthy baby boy, and soon after, a worker came in to record the name.
"Well, what'll it be, Princess? What do you want to name this little guy?" I asked her.
My daughter sat up a little straighter in her hospital bed. Turning to the nurse and looking her straight in the eye, she said:
"Mikey, after my daddy... and since he looks like Daddy."
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Little Brat's BIG Jugs
My stepdaughter, Laney, has the biggest, most mouthwatering tits I've ever seen. I wish I could accredit it to her mom, Sharon, also having a huge rack, but alas -- Laney's oversized knockers aren't due to good genes. Fortunately, they aren't the result of going under the knife, either; in fact, the reason for her swollen jugs is the most natural thing in the world.
Well… almost.
You see, my little girl has an unusual medical condition. She lactates (and it's NOT because she's ever been knocked up). It's been something Laney's had to deal with since she hit puberty, although it wasn't so much of a problem when her tits were still tiny.
Now that she's 18 and her breasts have reached their big, round, wonderfully adult size, it's like the milk production has gone into overdrive. It's gotten so bad and so un
comfortable for little Laney that recently, we had to take her in to see a doctor on what to do.
His immediate suggestion was medication, but warned any pill or potion to fix this peculiar problem could come with some wicked-bad side effects. I didn't want my stepdaughter to have to go through any more hell than she'd already had to, so that option was out. That left the good old-fashioned breast pump, which as it turns out, isn't particularly comfortable to use, either.
My daughter found this out the hard way her first night attempting to use the pump. The pain was so bad, I could hear her crying all the way downstairs as her mom fought desperately to manipulate the device onto her over-full breasts.
After 15 minutes of struggling, Laney's mom yelled for me to get in there. I raced up the stairs and entered my daughter's room, encountering one sad little angel and one very stressed-out wife. I didn't like seeing my daughter's face so red or distraught, nor my wife so frustrated. So, being a man – and, more importantly, a concerned father -- I naturally offered to try and fix the problem.
"Why do you think I yelled for you to get in here?!" snapped Sharon, the breast pump limp and useless in her hands.
I quickly flipped through the pump's manual before approaching my little girl, who couldn't stop sobbing about how much the pump had hurt and how she didn't want to do this anymore.
I told Laney to relax and go ahead and lie back against her pillow. Taking the pump from my wife's hands and into my own, I began to slide it under my daughter's shirt, my hands shaking at the notion of getting to second base with my very own child.
"God, Andy, what are you doing?" said my wife shortly.
"It's going to take forever if you do it like that."
Annoyed, she came over and hiked our daughter's top all the way up, exposing her delightfully huge orbs to me for the first time ever.
"You can't be coy when you do this. You need to be able to see what you're doing."
There I was, uncomfortably aroused as I was forced to face the reality of my daughter's BIG, beautiful breasts. They were so much different than her mom's mounds – so much better. I'd never seen giant, full, milk-filled tits before, and man, was it a glorious sight. There was something about them that called to me... seducing me, hypnotizing me.
I tried to shake the very WRONG images that were bubbling in my brain as I attached the pump to Laney's breasts and flipped the switch. The device instantly started to hum and begin its work of attempting to force out every stubborn drop. My eyes widened in horror as I witnessed my daughter's perfect, perky nips getting stretched out so much further than I'd assumed they ever could.
"Ow, ow, ow, Daddy. It hurts! Please get this thing OFF me!!" cried Laney, her eyes brimming with tears.
"Just try to hang in there for a little longer, baby. We need to get this milk out," I said regretfully.
"Well, it looks like you've got things pretty well handled in here," announced Sharon, not wanting to waste any more time on such a thankless task.
"Uh, not really…" I trailed off as my wife left the room.
I hated hearing my daughter whimper as the pump aggressively sucked on her stubborn tits. The whole process really seemed to be in vain, as the amount of milk being successfully extracted was very minimal.
"Daddy, it hurts so much," quivered my poor little Laney.
"Is there ANY way you can get the milk out so it doesn't hurt?"
She was looking up at me with the most pitiful, puppy dog eyes ever.
"I think the reason it must hurt so bad is because you're young, still a teen," I thought aloud.
"And you're breasts are artificially filled – it's not like they're full for a purpose."
"For... for what purpose would they be filled?" asked my innocent, naïve daughter.
"Why, if you were pregnant with a baby, of course, or had just given birth," I explained.
"I'd guess your tits wouldn't be hurting so badly if they were producing milk naturally."
"Really?" replied Laney, slowly and hopefully, as if the potential relief from pregnancy was something to seriously consider.
I nodded as I sat down on the bed beside her and attempted to adjust the pump to make her more comfortable.
"Well, that doesn't really help me now, Daddy. What are we going to – ouch! -- … do in the meantime?"
Laney was right. We couldn't keep forcing the pump onto her when it obviously wouldn't take. It was senseless to have her keep suffering at the hand of such an inefficient method.
Well, if not via a pump, just how were we to get the milk out of my daughter's breasts?
It's not like we could just leave it... to do so would cause plenty of problems on its own.
After much debate, I realized the only other way would be to extract the goods manually… if I were to suck the bothersome beverage straight from the source!
But… would my daughter go for it?
She wasn't exactly versed on the boundaries of what was appropriate sexually, especially between a daddy and daughter, but I still worried that even she would be able to pick up on there being something "off" about the whole thing.
"Honey," I started.
Laney's pretty face perked up as I slid the pump off of her tired tits. Her poor nipples looked inflamed and shot and completely irritated.
"There is another way, but it's, uh… a little unconventional."
"What is it, Daddy? I'm up for anything! Oh, please, please tell me, Daddy," exclaimed Laney.
"Well, you know there's two ways to milk a cow, right, honey? You can either hook it up to a machine – much like your breast pump – or you can…"
"… do it by hand?" finished my topless princess.
I looked my daughter straight in the eye and spoke slowly.
"Right."
With shaking hands, I reached out and carefully cupped my strong hands onto her big, tender breasts, which felt every bit as luscious as they looked. I couldn't stop myself from staring as I softly rotated them in my hands, completely awestruck.
My god! I was touching my young daughter's soft, gorgeous, milky breasts! I could feel my entire being beginning to shake uncontrollably.
"The thing is," I told Laney as I pushed and rubbed her oversized, dribbling tits.
"It might still hurt if I were to extract the milk by squeezing with my hands. The only way I can honestly see it not hurting is if I were to use my mouth to get it out."
"Your… mouth?" whispered Laney as she watched my hands intently, reveling in the feel of me massaging her tits.
"Yes, honey, you know, if I were to gently suck it out," I explained, her pretty pink nips growing hard between my fingers.
"Mmmm... aaahhh... ohhhh," moaned my daughter as she attempted to contemplate my proposition, a task made difficult by the pleasure I was bringing her body.
I'd never thought of myself as one who was deranged sexually; a pervert. Before today, I'd never thought about my little girl -- or anyone else in her age bracket, for that matter -- in "that way". But there was just something about cupping such bountiful breasts in my hands, ones that jiggled in ways that "normal" tits couldn't, that completely consumed me. I soon realized I was hard as a fucking rock, pre-cum slipping out of my tip as I fought desperately to will these inappropriate feelings from my skull.
This was nuts. She's your daughter, you perv!
But my cock didn't care. I kept manipulating each tit and praying I'd be allowed to lean over and slide one of her hard little nipples into my mouth, and SOON. I was steadily losing control at that point.
As my fingers grazed the sensitive flesh of her tips, my daughter emitted a soft gasp. My eyes stayed locked on the sight of each quivering tit as she drew in sharp breaths. I moved to rub my cock against the fabric of my pants, wishing desperately that it could instead be rubbing against her tits. I pinched each nipple lightly, totally engrossed by the mounds of flesh in my hands.
"You doin' okay?" I asked my daughter, who'd done nothing but moan for the last several mo
ments.
"Mm-hmm," murmured Laney, clearly taken with the way I was plumping and caressing her tits.
I'd done everything in my power to try NOT to think wrongful thoughts about the gorgeous tits in my hands, but medically speaking, my mouth on her nips was a question that needed answering.
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