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Sexy daughter

Categories Diary, Incest, Teen

Author: SwanHill1

Published: 09 February 2019

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"No, Kate," her mother snapped at her, "you cannot go to the movies with your friends tonight."

"Mom," she replied with an angry edge to her voice, "I'm 18 years old and finished with high school. Why can't I go out with my friends tonight?"

"No more discussion. I said "no" and I mean it," was her mother's curt reply.

Kate was furious. Her mother always treated her like a child and here she was a new high school graduate, working a summer job to earn money for college and being told she couldn't go out. Looking down to the head of the table Kate caught her father's eye and was silently pleading with him to intercede for her. He looked at her and she detected a faint smile on his lips. She had seen that look so many times before and hoped he was going to say something on the subject.

Kate knew she was his favorite girl; his special girl. He always protected her and shielded her and Kate looked to him for his strength and guidance. It wasn't just the fact that he sided with her over the years, but his power and dominance was always palpable. If he spoke on a subject, then that was the way it would be. He ruled the home and also all other aspects of their life. He was the family patriarch but also the life force and producer/director of their little world. She knew that her mother would never question his judgment or pronouncements. If he intervened in this or any other family discussions, he always had the last word. Her mother never argued with him. It was obvious to Kate that she wouldn't dare argue with him. She suspected that if her mother went against Daddy or displeased him that she would be in deep trouble. She knew this instinctively but had never seen it happen and had no idea what that meant.

"Tell me, Kate, if I allow you to go out tonight, when can I expect you home." He said in his steady deep voice. Kate's eyes lighted up as she looked at him. He sat there in his crisp white shirt from work, his broad shoulders and strong angular face. In her estimation, he was the epitome of what a man should look like.

"No later than midnight, Daddy" she replied with some hope in her voice. They both heard a barely audible intake of breath from her mother when she said this.

"Is there something you want to say," he asked turning to his wife with his eyes steady and stern. His eyes dared her to argue or question his absolute authority.

"No, dear, I just was thinking that Kate needs to be at work by 8am tomorrow and getting in that late is not very responsible," she told her husband in a weak voice.

"Kate, do know when you need to be at work tomorrow," he asked

"Yes, Daddy, I do," she replied.

"Make sure you get in by midnight and enjoy your evening with your friends," he said as he reached for his wine glass and took a sip.

"Thank you Daddy," Kate responded to this reprieve with a beaming smile.

Her father looked at her mother. When their eyes met she immediately looked down at her plate. His eyes then turned to his beautiful daughter with the long dark hair and very sensual figure. His gaze dropped to her chest and the scoop neckline of her top and the swell of her fully developed breasts. Kate had seen him look at her like this before and instead of making her uneasy, it made her proud to be the object this type of examination by him. She had never analyzed her feelings or what his looks really meant. She just knew that she liked knowing that he enjoyed looking at her body. When his gaze was fixed on her body, it made her feel like a grown up woman. It always caused a shiver to run through her body. She had so many dates take hold of her big full breasts and she loved the feel of their hands on her. She especially enjoyed the feel when they were rough with her sensitive nipples or sucked and used their teeth on them. Daddy's looks always made her skin tingle and her nipples harden. It was as if he was touching her with his eyes.

"I think you need to clear the table now," he said to his wife.

"Yes, I'll start cleaning up the kitchen," his wife said as she rose and cleared some dishes and walked to the sink. They heard her running the water and start to work on the pots and pans.

Kate moved sideways toward her father and then leaned forward in his direction. She knew that this allowed him an even closer view of her full breasts. The tight, low cut top coupled with her bent forward position let him see the fullness of her big, firm tits. He did not hide his appreciation of her obvious display and she watched him smile as he slowly observed her. Her nipples pushed out and were like little rocks under the tight top.

"Should I get up and go help Mom," Kate asked as she sat motionless in front of him.

"Not yet, baby girl. First you need to lean over and pick that napkin off the floor," he told her. Kate dropped her eyes and saw nothing on the floor until her Dad's hand reached out and dropped it directly in front on her. Kate glanced up with a grin. She felt her pussy twitch and moisten. Her breath caught in her throat from his obvious demand for her to expose herself even more.

"I think I need to go down lower to get it Daddy," she said as she slipped off her chair and squatted almost directly below him, leaning forward to pick up the napkin.

"You are a big grown up girl aren't you," he smiled back at her.

"Yes, Daddy, I think you can see how big I am," she giggled a bit as he was only about a foot away from her half naked tits. He reached out and stroked her soft hair.

"Now start helping your mother. I want to see you later after you get back home," he told her.

"Yes, Daddy, you can see me anytime you want," she slowly rose in front of him, leaning across the table to gather the rest of the plates. Doing so, she showed him her tight ass in her snug jeans shorts.

"You have definitely grown up, baby girl," he said as he took a full grip of her ass, kneading the well formed flesh. She stayed motionless while he touched her. Then he pulled his hand back and delivered a swat to her ass. The blow was firm but not painful and Kate loved the sting on her flesh from the spank.

"Yes, Daddy," she seemed to moan as she stayed there waiting for more.

"Now get in the kitchen and help your Mom," he said as he got up to leave the room. Kate liked his eyes on her ass and legs as she grabbed the dishes and went in to help her mother. Hoping he was still watching her, she exaggerated the sway of her hips as she moved to join her mother.

Kate left soon after the dinner dishes were done. After she left, her father came back into the kitchen to find his wife putting the dish towels away. She turned to him when he entered and she looked at him and then lowered her eyes.

"Let me ask you a question. Who is in charge in this house," he said in a firm and steady voice.

"You are, Sir," she replied while still looking down at the floor.

"So when our daughter asks permission to go out, why is it that you think you can decide whether or not she can go," he asked

"I am sorry, Sir," she replied in a meek voice.

"But you know that 'sorry' doesn't work with me don't you, slut," he snarled.

"Yes, Sir, I know that," she answered feebly.

"So what is required now," he asked her in his steady commanding voice.

"I need to be punished, Sir," she told him.

"Is that really the way to answer that question, you whore," he barked at her.

"Please, Sir, please punish your whore. I need your punishment to correct my bad behavior," she said as the words spilled out of her.

"Take your dress off and throw it in the corner," he told her.

"Yes, Sir," she replied almost in a whisper. Her hands went to the zipper in the back and she pulled it down and then let the dress drop at her feet. Reaching down she took the dress and tossed it into the corner as ordered. She stood there about six feet from him in just her bra, thong, thigh high stockings and high heels. She was required to be dressed for him like this under her dress. She was a striking woman of 42, with full breasts and long well formed legs and a shapely ass. Her stomach was still flat and she had a nice tan from her membership at the local tanning salon. Her bra and thong were lacy and partially see through. She wore black today and the stockings matched the lacy undergarments. Her heels were black four inch stiletto heels with open toes and an ankle strap. The strap had a buckle that looked like a small polished silver padlock. The rest of the shoes had some polished silver studs adorning them. She looks very hot, standing there awaiting her punishment, he thought as he appraised her sexy body.

"Go get the case with the equipment case and put it on the kitchen table," he told her in a clam steady voice.

"Yes, Sir," she answered and walked past him to get the case from the back of their closet. She walked very close to him in hopes that he would touch her as she passed. But he did not reach out. She returned quickly but was visibly trembling when she laid the case on the table.

"Open it, slut," he demanded.

She flipped the latches and then popped the top open. It was a small leather suitcase about twice the size of a briefcase and it was full of cuffs, chains, clamps, floggers and paddles. It has vibrators and probes and butt plugs. There were blindfolds and masks and ball gags. He also had a mouth cage which was intended to hold her mouth opened while he forced his cock through the circular opening in the center. The case was full of everything he had purchased over many years. She knew each item intimately. Her shaking hands dropped to her sides. He was sitting on a chair away from the table as he spoke again.

"Bring me the cuffs for your ankles and wrists and the flogger. You better bring the constricting bands for your big tits too," he said.

"Yes, Sir," she choked out. This had been a ritual for many years but just asking for these things caused her pussy to lubricate itself with a gush of sex juice. She was incredibly excited and aroused. He stood up and motioned for her to sit in the chair as he reached for the hard rubber constricting bands.

"I've always liked your big tits, whore," he said take taking hold of them and squeezing and rubbing them in his big hands. His fingers took her hard nipples and he rolled them between the thumb and fore finger and pulled them out slightly.

"Oh, yes, thank you, Sir" she moaned as he worked them.

He took a band and pulled it wide with both hands, putting it over her right breast until it was firmly nestled at the base of her full breast. He let it go and the band contracted around the breast, forcing it out and making her nipples even more erect and swollen.

"Oh, God," she cried out as the feeling in her swollen tit intensified. He quickly moved to the next breast and did the same.

"Ahhhhh," she cried out from the pressure and erotic sensations that flooded her chest. His hands once again reached for her full breasts when the bands were in place. His movements caused her reactions and sensitivity to be multiplied. He then took her nipples and pinched down.

"Oh, please, my tits are so sensitive. Please, oh, please," she gasped as he continued to torment her. He moved in front of her and leaned down and took one nipple between his lips and sucked on it and gnawed on the hard flesh. She was wailing and moaning and he went from one to the other and then back again. Her cunt was flooded with juice.

"Oh, yes, oh, yes." She said over and over again as he drove her wild with excitement.

"How does that feel, slut," he asked.

"Oh, Sir, please use my tits. It feels so good. Please use me. Use your whore," she pleaded through half closed eyes. He pulled away from her and her eyes flew open from the lack of sensation. She wanted more. She needed more. But she waited. He took the cuffs and put them on each wrist and then did the same with the ankle cuffs. The wide leather bands on the wrists and ankles added a more erotic look to her.

"Up now and bend over the table," he demanded and she rose to her feet and did as he asked. Her torso was bent over the table and she reached her arms out in a Y position. He took each cuff and secured it to the far ends of the table and then took her ankle cuffs and forced her legs to be spread wide. He then fastened them to the table legs and she was bent over and cuffed in place before him. He stood back and admired her in this position with her ass spread and her cunt and ass as if they were being offered to him. He ran his hands over her naked flesh from her shoulders to her waist and then down her stocking covered legs to her stiletto heels. He noted how obvious the moisture was on her cunt lips.

"You look so wet and excited my slut. What is it you need," he asked as his hands continued to move on her helpless body.

"Please, Sir, please fuck your whore," she begged.

"Where do you need my cock, whore," he asked.

"Inside me, Sir, please, I need you inside me," she pleaded.

His fingers dropped and touched her between her legs and then pushed two fingers up inside her.

"Is this where you need my cock," he tormented her as he slowly moved his fingers in and out of her exposed sex.

"Oh, yes, I need you in my pussy," she moaned.

"Whores don't have pussies. What do whores have," he teased as his fingers kept moving within her.

"My cunt; please put your cock in your whore's cunt, Sir," she gasped back at him.

"Yes, whore, your cunt needs to be fucked," he said softly while pulling his fingers from her.

"But first you need to be punished," he said and she groaned from the desperate need within her and the fear of what was to come. But just as suddenly, her flesh felt the first blow from the flogger she had brought to him just minutes ago.

"Oh no," she cried out from the pain. But he ignored her and the blows continued.

THWACK. THWACK. THWACK. The blows hit her exposed ass one after the other.

"Why are you being punished, slut," he asked.

"I made a decision on my own, Sir. I am so sorry, Sir," she gasped through trembling lips.


Three more blows were delivered to her now reddened and aching ass. He reached out to touch her exposed cunt lips with his hand and slowly ran his fingers up and down the soaking slit; teasing her clit with each stroke.

"You are wetter than you were before. Why is that? Tell me," he demanded as he continued to touch her cunt.

"I'm a dirty, nasty whore, Sir. I need to be used, Sir. I get so hot when you beat me. Oh, please use your whore," she moaned as her ass pumped back at this moving hand.

He pulled his hand away again and she gasped from the lack of attention. Then, once again the flogger hit her, but this time it hit her directly onto her aroused cunt.

"Arrgghhhh," she screamed from the mixture of pain and sexual stimulation.


Her cunt was hit again and she again wailed and moaned in almost an animal-like voice.

"Fuckslut whore," he barked out at her and she seemed to move her ass back up to receive whatever he decided to give her. Her hips seemed to be forcing her cunt out to seek more attention.

He then had a vibrator in his hand and pushed it into her wet cunt. She was so wet that it slipped deep into her without any trouble. He turned the vibe on and forced it fully within her. He took a leather belt-type apparatus to cover her cunt and hold the vibrator fully within her. He buckled it in the back around her waist and then increased the speed of the vibrator with the remote control he held.

"Oh, fuck," she cried out as the feeling filled her.

But there was more happening and she felt him pressing a butt plug into her exposed ass. It was already vibrating as it popped into her and the combined sensations overwhelmed her. He increased that vibe speed too.

"Aaaaaahhhhhh," she cried out from these incredible sensations. She knew she would cum very soon.

"Please let me cum, Sir. Ohhhhh, please let your whore cum," she shouted.

But he had other ideas and just as suddenly he stopped the vibrators.

"Oh, no, please don't stop, Sir. I need to cum so much, please don't stop. I am so sorry, Sir," she begged him.

But all she felt was the sharp pain of the flogger again on her ass and she was weeping from the agony of the frustration and her need for release.

"Please, please, please," was all she could say over and over again and three more blows struck her upturned ass.


"Now, whore, cum for me," he told her as the vibrators were once again turned on high and the feelings overcame her. Her cunt and ass were on fire and this orgasm was so shattering that she almost passed out. She was screaming and moaning non-stop from the sensations. This orgasm would not stop as it crested and then began again. The vibrators were driving her from one hard climax to the next until she finally felt him turn the remote controls off. The sensations rocketed through her nervous system and left her weak, drained, sexually satisfied and completely humiliated. She could stop whimpering.

"You can now go upstairs and take a shower and go to bed," he commanded, "I don't care to see you again until the morning. Is that clear," he told her as he unfastened her from the table and removed the vibe belt from around her waist. Pulling out the vibe and plug, he tossed them into the case.

"Take this case back upstairs and put it away."

She rose slowly and started doing as she was told; but she needed to say something and turned to him.

"Please, Sir, may I be allowed to use my mouth or cunt or ass to serve you," she asked in a meek voice.

"No, slut, you are not going to get my cum until I decide that you deserve it," he told her. "Get up to our room and don't come out until the morning. Is that clear?" he told her as she dropped her head and did as she was instructed.

"Yes, Sir, it is clear."

She left the room and went upstairs while he walked to the living room and picked up a book and poured himself a Scotch. It was time to relax and wait for Kate to come home. Under ordinary circumstances he would have used his wife after she was disciplined. That was his normal routine on many other occasions after she was punished. She was very skilled with her mouth and her cunt but he decided that tonight he would be different. He sat in his chair, turned on some music, sipped his drink and began to read.

It was a few minutes before midnight when Kate came through the side door and entered the kitchen. He heard her walk in and then the refrigerator open. Kate got herself a bottle of water and then casually walked into the living room. She looked surprised to see her father up at this hour.

"Hi, Daddy," she said with a smile as she approached his chair.

"I wasn't really expecting to see you up this late," she added.

Kate had changed her clothes before going out for the evening. She was wearing a pair of very tight, form fitting black shorts which seemed molded to her like a second skin. She also had on a tight little tank top which exposed about three inches of her bare flat belly and was cut deep enough so her ample cleavage was on display. She wore no jewelry except plain silver studs in her ears. She used light makeup with some high gloss pink lipstick. The three inch sandals on her feet with her toe nails painted the same color as the shinny lipstick were a nice touch he thought.

"I told you I would be up when you got home, didn't I," he said.

"I know, Daddy, but I thought you would have gone to bed anyway and not waited for me. I know you have to get up so early for work," she replied.

"There are some things I wanted to talk to you about tonight. You did say that I could 'see' you anytime I wanted to," he reminded her of her statement earlier. He put some emphasis on the word 'see.' Kate immediately understood that he wanted to look at her body like he did at dinner tonight. Her spirits brightened partly because she was afraid that he was angry with her for some reason. She hated making him angry and it always made her feel good when she was able to please him. There was something about the way his eyes caressed the firm curves of her body that made her skin tingle. She liked it. She wanted it. She enjoyed showing off for him.

"Yes, Daddy, I did say that," she told him as their eyes held each other.

"I really like what you are wearing tonight, Kate. But tell me, do you think that it's a bit too revealing? I think some men may get some very nasty ideas seeing you dressed like this," he said casually as his eyes dropped from her face to her breasts and then down to the tightly molded shorts and her exposed legs.

"I know Daddy. I am showing off more than I usually do, but when I left, you said you would be up and waiting for me, so I dressed this way for you. I am glad you waited up to 'see' me," she said as her smile left her face and another look replaced it. The look was different and serious and he could tell that his little girl was also a sensuous woman.

"When you saw me look at your body at the dinner table tonight, Kate, did you like it?" He asked.

"I loved it, Daddy. I like you looking at my body. Your baby girl has grown up, Daddy," she replied honestly.

"I know, little girl. I want you to put your hands behind your back and turn around slowly and show me your body in that skimpy little outfit," he told her.

"Is Mom up? I don't want her to catch me showing off for you," she whispered to him.

"No, I sent her to bed a few hours ago and told her I didn't want her out of our room until the morning. I punished her and sent her to bed," he told her in a firm steady voice.

"What do you mean; punished her," she said wide eyed.

"I think you are old enough to know everything about how this house is run. I am surprised you hadn't noticed this before. I made your mother stand in front of me and strip. She was given a flogging for telling you that you couldn't go out tonight. That decision, like all the decisions in this house are mine," he stated.

"Did you hurt her? I never thought you would ever beat her Daddy," she gasped

"Yes, Kate I did beat her. She needed to be severely disciplined. But you need to understand that your mother desperately needs the discipline," he told her.

"What do you mean; 'she needs it?'" Kate asked.

"Kate you are a young woman but you need to realize that your mother gets very sexually aroused and excited when she is dominated and punished. Many, many women are like her. She is submissive and she needs to be used and punished," he explained.

"Oh, Daddy, you won't have to beat me. I promise to be a good girl for you. I'll be your best girl. I'll be better than Mommy. Just tell me what to do," she said in a voice that was full of tension, excitement, pleading, anticipation and fear.

"I know you will, little girl, now I expect you to obey me like I asked," he said staring into her wide eyes.

"Yes, Daddy, I will be your good girl."

Kate did as she was told and placed her hands in the small of her back. This had the effect of pushing her full breasts out further as she began to turn slowly. He could tell that since their conversation had begun that her nipples had obviously hardened. He wondered if it was from her enjoyment from being an exhibitionist or perhaps it was from knowing that he expected her to be as submissive as her mother.

"What is your bra size," he asked as her full breasts appeared in profile.

"I'm a 34C," she said in a small voice and arching a bit to emphasize her profiled tits.

"Why are you nipples hard, little girl? They are standing out like two hard rocks," he asked her.

"I am excited by what you just told me about Mom getting sexually aroused by being made to strip and being punished," she confessed.

"Stop turning, I like the side view of those big tits. Tell me, Kate, are you still a virgin. Have you had sex yet with any boys," he asked her. Her head snapped left to look at him. She could see in his eyes that he was demanding an answer. She had no choice but to tell him the truth.

"Yes, with one boy. But I am on birth control and I made him use protection too, Daddy. He was my boyfriend all this year and we did it a lot," she confessed.

"How often did you fuck? Did you do anything else with him," he demanded. The word 'fuck' coming from her father made her tremble. It was had a very erotic effect on the young woman.

"We fucked all the time," she said with a quiet, serious voice.

"We did it almost every day unless I was having my period. I used my hands and my mouth on him a lot," she continued almost in a whisper.

"Take the tank top off, Kate," he said crisply and in a voice that could not be disobeyed. Kate realized that this was a new request from him. He had never asked her to strip for him before. He always blatantly looked at her but had never asked her to take anything off.

She reached down and pulled the tank top up over her head and dropped in beside her. Her big breasts stood out firm and high. Her bra was see-through. Her dark nipples could easily be seen pushing against the thin pink fabric. In profile he liked the look of her full breasts and aroused nipples. The hard nubs were standing out over a half inch.

"Face me and take a step closer," he told her and watched as she turned and came another foot closer.

His eyes dropped from her chest to her very tight shorts. He could easily see the puffy lips of her pussy as the seam of the shorts pressed tightly between them.

"Spread your leg wider, baby girl," he ordered and Kate moved her legs apart another foot. The pressure increased on either side of the seam as it imbedded itself deeper. She felt the firm, yet welcome pressure and knew that moisture was rapidly building between her legs as he continued making her expose herself.

"Those shorts are very tight, but I can't tell if you have any panties on. What do you have on under those shorts," he questioned.

"A thong, Daddy," she replied in a voice that quivered.

"Do you know that I can see my baby girl's cunt through the tight fabric," he asked her.

"Oh, Daddy," she moaned as the word 'cunt' sparked a spasm in her body.

"Turn around and show me your ass," he said in a soft voice.

Kate's eyes were blazing with a new look that he easily understood. She was visibly excited and aroused as he moved her from one demand to the next. Her nerves were alive with feeling and she knew she had crossed the line. She would do anything he asked of her. She pivoted and turned with her back to him and then, on her own, she bent forward so her ass was pushed back at him. She knew he loved looking at her ass. So many times she had caught him staring at it. She remembered the way he spanked her at the dinner table.

"When I slapped your ass at the table tonight, did you like it," he said.

"Yes, it excited me, Daddy. I loved the feel of your hand on me and the tingle when you hit me," she blurted out almost without thinking about the meaning of her words.

"Take your bra off and toss it back to me," he told her.

"Yes," she breathed back at him in a small voice.

Her hands quickly worked the hooks in the back and she half turned and tossed it into his lap. He looked at her naked breasts as she turned. He smiled at her.

"When was the last time your boyfriend fucked your cunt, Kate," he asked, throwing her off balance with his salacious question.

"Uh, Uh, I think it was the day before I broke up with him; about three weeks ago," she said stumbling through this next confession.

"Drop the shorts," he told her.

Kate's hands followed his demand as if he had asked her to pass the salt at dinner. She unbuttoned the shorts, pulled the zipper down and wiggled her ass in front of him as she forced the tight fabric off her ass and down her legs. She kicked them off in front of her onto the carpeting.

He loved the look of his daughter standing in front of him; naked except for her ultra thin black thong and her heeled sandals. Her ass was perfectly shaped and firm and he told her to back up a little more. Reaching out he softly stroked her ass and ran his fingers down the crack until her touched the thong. As he did this, Kate leaned forward a bit to give him better access. When she felt his fingers on her thong traveling below her tight little brown star, she moaned.

"Oh, yes," she said, "please Daddy."

He pulled the thong material to the side and rested it half way across her cheek. By doing this it exposed her completely. She felt his eyes examining her and then a finger moved lower and pushed between her wet pussy lips.

"Oh, fuck," she grunted when the finger traveled down the full length of her inflamed slit.

"You are so wet, little Kate. Tell Daddy why you are wet," he said as his finger moved along the slick surface.

"Oh, Daddy, I'm so excited. It feels so good when you touch me," she moaned. Her ass pushed back as his finger slid up to her clit.

"Turn sideways so I can touch those fat nipples while I rub my baby girl's wet cunt," he said.

"Yes, please touch me everywhere Daddy. I promise to be your best girl. You can do anything you want to your best girl," she whined as his fingers continued on her pussy. Taking one extended nipple he rolled it between his fingers. Her response was immediate and loud.

He moved from nipple to nipple and pulling on them and squeezing them.

"Oh, Daddy, oh my tits, aahhhh. Please, Daddy, please," she wheezed through her pink lipstick.

"I think my baby girl is a dirty little slut," he teased as his fingers stroked her clit again.Photos https://cpmlink.net/w0_ZAA Her hips were grinding against his hand as she answered.

"Yes, Daddy's slut, oh fuck, Daddy's dirty little slut," she told him as her head rose up to look at his face. Her mouth hung slightly open as she stared at him. Her lust was dripping from every pore. Her full breasts were hanging down and he began to slap them. He started to alternate the slaps from one big tit to the other. Her swollen nipples were the targets and she moaned every time he struck her.

"Does Daddy's slut like her big tits slapped," he asked her.

"Oh, God, yes," she wheezed through a clenched jaw.

"Get onto the couch and face the back. Legs spread and ass high, little slut," he told her.

Kate felt his hands leave her and she moved to the couch and kneeled on it facing the back cushions. She pushed out her ass for him. Looking at her beautiful body he unzipped his pants and pulled out his solid, fat cock. Dropping his pants and shorts, he moved toward her and placed the head of his cock against her soaked cunt lips. His cock rested just in her sex fold as he rubbed slowly.

"Tell me what Daddy's dirty slut needs," he teased as she tried to move back to force him into her.

"I need Daddy's cock. Please let me have your big cock," she begged him.

"Where do you want it Kate, tell me now," he ordered her.

"In my cunt, Daddy, I need you to fuck my cunt. Oh, Daddy, please fuck your dirty little slut's cunt," she was moaning over and over in a mindless sexual delirium.

He did not wait and with a powerful stroke he pushed his big cock deep into her. Kate let out a high pitched scream and climaxed immediately. Her body convulsed as he drove repeatedly into her. Her jaw dropped open and saliva dripped out onto the back of the couch. His hands grabbed her firm hips and she met each powerful thrust with her matching movements. She bucked and pushed back at him and rolled her ass as he continued the spear her. Her orgasm would not stop. When she felt the sensations begin to slow, they would suddenly increase again. He fucked her relentlessly with long hard strokes. He was amazed at how she moved her ass onto him with so much need and passion.

"Oh, yes, fuck me hard, Daddy. I'm cumming again, please don't stop," she cried. Once again her young body spasmed and bucked beneath him.

"Are you still on the pill, little slut," he breathed down at her with a labored voice.

"No, Daddy, I stopped taking them," she whined back at him.

She couldn't believe how much bigger his cock felt than her boyfriend and how sensitive and overcome she was with lustful cravings. This was so much better than any sex she had ever experienced. His movements began to slow as she came down from her last climax. She floated on a sexual high and was on remote control under him. He pulled his hard cock out of her.

"Turn around little slut and suck my cock," he ordered as he grabbed her hair and pulled her head and body toward his big wet cock. Kate immediately saw the size of him and needed him in her mouth. Her jaw stretched open as she forced his cock into her mouth. She bobbed her head up and down and feverishly worked her tongue on this amazing cock.

"Yes, baby, suck Daddy," he moaned as she went at him.

He felt his cum boiling up and he took her hair and began to fuck her face with hard deep strokes. He battered her mouth and throat. She kept up with his pace until she felt his powerful orgasm begin as he fired into her mouth.

"Swallow it, slut," he groaned loudly as Kate sucked and drank his huge cum load. He pumped over and over into her mouth. He filled her mouth again and again until at last he relaxed his grip on her hair. Kate did not stop and licked and sucked him and took it all. When she finally pulled his cock out of her mouth, she continued licking it and holding the thick shaft as she looked up at him.

"Am I your best girl, Daddy? Am I better than Mommy," she asked looking into his eyes for an answer.

"Yes, little slut, you are now Daddy's best girl."

Looking up the stairs at his bedroom he noticed that the door was slightly opened. His wife's eyes were visible in the dark. He watched the door close slowly as Kate continued to lick his cock and grasp it in her little hand.

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