by Adrian Amos
But as daddy runs his hand through my hair and soothes me with his hands and mouth, I feel my nerves begin to dissipate. This is the man I knew when he was living with us. I'd spent so much time wrapped up in the animal that was lusting after me that I forgot this side of him existed.
“I just don't have a lot of time. They can find me at any moment, and you know I came here for you.”
I nod, blushing at daddy's forward admission and groping hands. His hands travel down my curves until he gets below my dress; they then travel back up underneath, picking my dress up, feeling my thighs to my stomach.
“I dreamed about this little body every night for the past month. Baby, I want to be inside you so bad. My cock is straining so hard.”
“Really, daddy?”
“Let daddy show you.” Daddy goes to his zipper, undoing it and letting his pants fall to his ankles. He reaches into his underwear and removes his massive cock. He's right! His cock is throbbing, thick, and juicy. He's rock hard, his veins looking ready to explode.
“Wow,” I say, my sense of wonderment taking over.
Daddy laughs, “I bet you never thought it was this big, did you, princess?”
I shake my head. “I'm a virgin, daddy. I didn't even know what to think at all.”
“Touch it, baby.”
He pulls his underwear completely off, freeing his engorged member. I reach down, looping my fingers around daddy's big dick. Daddy's moans hard, the slightest touch from me driving him wild. It's so hard! It's thick and spongy: I squeeze it a few times in my grip to give it a good feel.
“Fuck, baby, that feels so good.”
I giggle, “You like when I touch you down here, daddy?”
“You better not tease me, babygirl. You wouldn't want daddy to have to punish you as the first thing he does when he gets out of prison.”
“No, daddy, I'll be a good girl for you.”
Daddy grits his teeth. “Oh, that sweet little voice and that sweet little body. Daddy's going to eat you up.”
Daddy circles his hands around my waist and picks me up like a doll. I wrap my legs around his back and hug him with my arms as he kisses me furiously. His tongue enters between my lips again, but this time the animal in daddy comes out and slams me against the wall as he tastes the inside of my mouth. His hips move slowly against me, and his rock hard cock presses against my panties, grinding against my dampening slit.
I've never felt anything like it. I've never had a cock against my body, and the feeling of it between my lips makes me squirm and my body beg. I've never wanted something so much. I want that huge, thick, hard cock inside my tiny cunt!
Daddy grabs ahold of my dress and with an easy pull, he rips the fabric straight down the center.
“Daddy! I loved that dress!”
But daddy ignores me, plunging into my neck, biting and sucking on my flesh. It feels like he's leaving a mark on me, his bites so hard that I yelp as his teeth implant in me.
“Oh, daddy,” I moan. But he says nothing, grunting and squeezing me like a feral beast. I don't think daddy can hear me anymore; he's only intent on fucking me as hard as he can now.
He picks me up higher, allowing his mouth to fall on my nipple, tasting it and holding it in his teeth. He flicks it wildly, alternating between biting it lightly and sucking on it as if he were breastfeeding.
“These fucking titties are so tasty,” he groans, almost as if he's talking to himself.
He carries me over to the couch, setting me down on the cushions. He pulls my tattered dress off, yanking my underwear down, leaving his little girl naked. He takes his shirt off and spins me around on the couch.
He guides me, kneeling me on the couch facing the back board behind the cushions. He throws the back cushions off and leans me over it so I'm supported by my elbows. He grabs my thighs and spreads them wide. My legs are so far apart, I can feel my ass cheeks separate and my pussy open up.
“That is an amazing fucking view,” he says, studying my backside as my ass sticks in the air. Daddy dips in behind me, pulling my cheeks apart as his face closes in. As if he'd never eaten in his life, he attacks my asshole ravenously, licking my back entrance with a coiled tongue.
“Daddy...” I moan, wanting to complain about the intrusion, but his mouth on me feels amazing, more so than I ever would have imagined. And I never would've imagined it because I never once thought anyone would lick my asshole. That seems so gross and wrong! But daddy's tongue shoots pleasure through me, making me flex my ass every time his tongue enters me.
“It feels so good, daddy.”
Daddy takes his finger and sticks it in me, opening me up, forcing it into me roughly. I grip the back board as daddy finger fucks my ass. He's actually doing it! He said he wanted to fuck my ass, but I didn't expect him to want to start with that.
“Fuck, this little asshole. It's so goddamn tight. My dick is going to wreck this.”
My face flushes. No one's ever talked about me like that; it makes my pussy wet being desired so much. I drive my daddy so crazy that he can barely get his words out without growling.
“You're going to fuck my ass, daddy?”
“Yes, baby, oh fuck yes.” He spits on my asshole, finger fucking it some more and lubing it with his saliva.
Daddy grabs my hips with one hand while he presses his dick against my ass. He slides it through my crack, wetting it with my juices and his spit.
I shiver. “I'm scared, daddy, you're too big!”
“I know, baby,” he coos, “but daddy doesn't have a lot of time. It's going to hurt, baby. You gotta be a big girl for daddy.” He pushes his thick head into me slowly and I cry out, his swollen mushroom breaking me open.
I cry out, but daddy doesn't stop.
“Oh my god, this is so fucking tight!”
“Daddy, it hurts!”
“I gotta fuck you, baby. I gotta take this ass.” He starts to push in, throwing caution to the wind as he pushes his massive cock into my virgin asshole. I grunt and cry out, the pain burning and biting. Daddy quickly enters me, giving me no time to adjust and breathe, sheathing his whole cock in my narrow ass. When his balls hit my pussy, he groans as if it were the best feeling in the world.
“Ugh, daddy, you're so thick.”
He begins to pull out, spitting on his cock as it exits, slicking it and preparing it for reentry. I brace against the board again, unable to move because daddy's holding my hips, and my legs are so wide spread that I can't pull them in. I sink into the couch, settling into my ass fucking. Who would have guessed I'd get ass fucked before my pussy was even touched?
Daddy plows into me, no longer treating me like a dainty flower but instead like a conjugal visit.
But I gotta say I don't care! I'll take daddy anyway he wants to give it to me.
And he gives it to me rough, fucking my ass so hard that I freeze from his tremendous power. The pain is so much that even after a while it's only subsided slightly, the brute force of his cock a reminder that daddy's been waiting for me for so long.
In and out, he tears into my ass, grunting and cursing, slapping my ass and pulling my hair. Soon his hands rest on my shoulders, using them as leverage so that he can drive his dick in deeper and harder.
Finally, the pain begins to lesson—almost numbing—to the point where the aggression is translating into pure pleasure. The fullness of my ass starts to feel really good, the gliding of daddy's dick pulling out of me and tugging on my ass a little on its way out, makes me push as if I'm trying to have a bowel movement.
I love daddy's rough cock! Even if he did choose to put it in my ass first.
I shift my ass back and forth, pounding daddy's dick into me as I start to want him inside me. I'm not just tolerating it: I'm desiring it! I want him all the way inside; I want to feel every inch of his cock inside me.
“I love your dick, daddy!”
My pleasure builds in the pit of my stomach. I don't know what it is, and if I was in control, I'd probably s
top it out of fear. “No, daddy, it feels too good. Stop,” I beg.
But daddy keeps fucking me regardless, each stab of his dick sending a jolt of energy to the reservoir of pleasure. I reach down and feel my pussy. I'm soaking wet! Daddy in my ass has turned me on so much that everything from my cunt to my thighs is covered in liquid, my pussy unleashing so much arousal that it's like I sprung a leak!
When I start to shake my fingers over my clit, each thrust of his cock is amplified by my shimmying digits. It takes me only a few good strokes before that reservoir I'd been storing bursts, sending wave after wave of intense pleasure from stem to stern.
“Fuck, daddy, FUCK!” I scream, my body rattling in his grip, convulsing and shaking as I moan nonstop.
“Yeah, come for daddy, baby. Fuck! I'm gonna cum in that ass!”
I shake and vibrate, my ass squeezing on daddy's dick uncontrollably. The pain comes back from daddy's thrusting as my ass tightens again. Daddy grabs my hips and slams them back into him, using my body to feed his dick into me.
But just as daddy starts to grunt and slow, ready to explode himself, lights start flashing outside the windows; the sound of helicopters circling the house whoosh in; and a megaphone blares in the distance: “James Marco, we have the place surrounded. Come out with your hands up.”
Daddy stops fucking me, pulling out and looking around at the confusion. “Shit, baby.”
My orgasm still rockets through me, but I'm cognizant enough to turn around. “No, daddy, you can't leave.”
“I have to, baby.”
“No, daddy! You were supposed to get me pregnant! You can't go before you do that!”
He looks at me, sorrow in his eyes. “Shit, I'm so sorry, baby. Daddy got greedy and almost came in your ass instead.”
“Don't worry, daddy, I'll clean you up, and then you promise me that you won't leave until you come in my pussy.”
He nods, and I get down on my knees in front of him. I take his cock in my mouth, his massive rod still thick and powerful. I thought the taste of my ass would make me sick, but it's only faint against the taste of my daddy, and it certainly isn't anything I can't handle. I need to get my daddy clean as fast as possible, and my mouth is perfect for the job.
I take him in fast, rolling my lips over him, rinsing his cock like a good girl. I gag on his length, but that only helps to make me salivate more, giving me more juice to bathe him in. I lick along his shaft, soaking him from head to base, tongue swabbing every inch of him. My daddy doesn't mind, his teeth locked on his lip as my mouth makes him scrunch his features in pain.
I bob up and down, my lips savoring his thick cock to the last drop. This is, after all, the last time I'm gonna get to taste him. Unless he escapes again, that is.
“Okay, daddy,” I say, replacing my mouth with my hand, stroking his cock hard, making sure he doesn't lose any thickness, “I cleaned you up. Fuck my pussy good. Come in your little girl.”
I take his hand and rush him over to my bed. “I want you to fuck me on the bed, like a real husband and wife!”
I lie down on the bed and spread my legs for him. Daddy climbs on top of me, and I grab his dick, guiding it into my willing pussy. He slips in, his thick cock taking my virginity for real this time. I thought it would hurt, but after taking him in my ass, it's a walk in the park.
My pussy is still sensitive from my anal orgasm, so when his dick pushes through, brushing my walls, I squirm from the intense pleasure. “Fuck, daddy. Fuck me, daddy, please!”
“Don't you worry, baby. I'm gonna get you pregnant. They'll have to pull me off of you.” Daddy starts slamming his cock into me, fucking me as hard and fast as his body can handle.
“Come on, daddy. Fuck my pussy!” He holds me tight, grabbing me as he shoves his entire length in. My nails dig into his back as his cock skewers me.
The bullhorn goes off again: “You're out of chances James.”
Windows in the living room break and the sound of gas hissing tries to break my concentration, but I won't let it, intent on getting daddy's cum before he's pulled away.
The stomping of boots on the wood floor stops at the door. “James!” a man shouts from the entryway, “Let go of the girl and put your hands up!”
“No, daddy, don't listen to him!” I scream, holding him tight as he continues to fuck me. His cock throbs and bounces inside me, and daddy picks up his pace even further, driving into me with all of his energy.
“Jesus,” one guy says, “he's fucking the shit out of that girl.”
“Get him off of her!”
“No, don't,” I scream, “he'll kill me!”
The shadowy figures stop, my words causing confusion in the ranks. “Come on, daddy,” I whisper in his ear, “Come on. Do it for me.”
I take his mouth in mine, giving him one final kiss as his body gives way. His hips stutter, shaking loose the load he's been holding for me this whole time. He sprays his cum into my young cunt, filling me with all the babies he can.
A couple of hands fall on his shoulders, trying to pull him off of me, but I latch on hard. I rock my hips, trying to draw as much of his cum out of him as I can. Finally, I let go, falling back on the bed and holding my legs closed, letting his spunk seep into me. They cuff daddy, leading him out of the room. I blow him one final kiss as he turns back to me.
A couple of cops come over to help me up, but I slap their hands away. “Don't you fucking touch me, or I'll call my lawyer.”
They're shocked, so they leave me alone on the bed. I'm naked in front of all the officers, cradled with my legs in the air, but the only thing I care about is giving daddy's sperm as much time as possible to find their way home.
- - -
Daddy's Invited to my Sleepover
“You really want me to hang around with you two girls?” my stepdad asks, a strange sense of nervousness in him that I don't think I've ever seen.
“Yeah, why not?” I ask. “We're just watching movies.” Normally I'd be telling him to get lost, but lately I've felt pretty close to him, so much so that it seems weird if I didn't invite him to hang out with me and Macy throughout our sleepover.
He thinks for a moment, until he almost sighs. “Okay, sure.” He looks around, until he figures to move and sit on my bed next to me. I smirk to myself, knowing that he feels just a wee bit uncomfortable, what with two girls dressed in tank tops and underwear. I think he chose to sit next to me because I'm the safest choice.
But Macy's got other ideas. She jumps up from her seat on the ground and grabs ahold of my stepdad. “Here, sit over here,” she says, motioning him to the spot next to her.
I'm steaming. The second Macy's hand falls on my stepdad's shoulder, I feel a burning desire to slap her hand away and call her a slut.
I don't know why. She's been constantly talking about how hot my stepdad is, how good his muscles look, and how sexy his shaggy beard is, so it's nothing new to me. She goes on about it so much that I just roll my eyes whenever she makes another stupid comment about him. It's something I grew used to, and she is my best friend, so I just put up with it to keep her happy.
But words and actions are totally different! Seeing her actually touch him—to lay her small hand on his broad shoulder—and knowing what's going on in her vulgar mind is making my blood boil.
He's my stepdad, so I don't know what right I have to be feeling this way. I mean, yeah, he's cool: he's always there for me when my mom is running about town, forgetting she even has a daughter to begin with. I try as hard as I can to push him away so he doesn't hurt me like she always does, but he never relents, sticking by my side until I cave and cry on his shoulder. He's what an actual parent would be like if they cared. He's got an amazing fatherly instinct; it's almost surprising that he doesn't have any kids of his own.
Why do I think I need to protect him from her? He's a grown man.
But as I fail to focus on the movies, my glance keeps falling to him and her on the floor. She's making little jabs and jokes at
the movie, but each time she does, she turns toward him and leans in, conspiratorially whispering close to his ear. I can imagine what the heat of her breath on his neck must feel like, the soft hum of her voice in his ear, and the warmth of her skin as she leans in just a little too close, brushing against his arm. Not only that, but her tank top is loose, falling open slightly as she purposefully leans forward, showing a good deal of cleavage for any wandering eye to take in.
And to my annoyance, just as I feared, it draws his attention. I can see his gaze move from screen to flowing shirt. His look is quick but I notice it all the same.
I look down at myself in my white tank top and lacy hip huggers. My breasts are as large as Macy's, but all of a sudden I feel inferior to her in every way. We both have a dark look to us, but hers is more exotic, more fetching and desirable. She knows how to turn and manipulate her body to draw the eye, and even my stepfather is not strong enough to resist.
I blush. Am I really getting jealous that my stepdad is looking at my best friend like that? What am I, a sicko? Maybe he shouldn't be perving on my friend, but I should be disgusted, not jealous.
I shake my head and feel an acute need to flee the room. I clear my throat, and my stepdad's eyes quickly fixate on the movie and don't deviate for anything. I got him to stop, but I can't stop this feeling of embarrassment rushing through me.
I get up and head over to the bathroom, closing the door.
What is wrong with me? I feel so fucking hot, like my body's trying to cook me from the inside out. I'm confused because I don't know what it is I'm feeling exactly. Is it disgust? Is it jealousy? Is it anger?
Is it everything at once?
I take a deep breath, letting out a sigh to calm my nerves. I gotta get ahold of myself. I'm acting like a freak right now. I shake my limbs, loosening myself up in the hopes that I can release all this nervous energy I have stored up.
When I feel somewhat calm, I open the door and walk back into the room.