Let’s be clear. I do not condone the actions in this short story. However, I did have sexual trauma as a young girl, and if you don't know the psychology or symptoms behind childhood sexual trauma, it has left me with rather dark fantasies. This is a purely a fantasy / scenario that has fascinated me since I was young, and I wanted to explore it from an alternate point of view. My trauma was not caused by a family member, and I do not imagine my own family members in my fantasies, but I do imagine myself as that young girl in this fantasy. I purposefully won't mention age.
It’s been three months since Shelbie and I were last intimate. Our marriage for the most part is very healthy and happy. Our life revolves around our two children and we have little time for anything else. We both love being parents and that's what makes things work so well for us, giving us something to bond over. Even when we do happen to get time alone together or the occasional date night out, we spend the entire time talking about our children. Shelbie is an excellent and selfless mom, and that is why when she asked to go out with “the girls” I didn’t hesitate to say “Ofcourse.”
It was a normal evening. I helped the kids with homework, let them stay up a little late because it was a Friday, and ordered a pizza for dinner. I trust Shelbie completely and didn’t feel the need to watch the time for her return. I didn’t call to bother her while she was out. Like I said, I love being a dad and I have no issues handling things on my own for a while. It was around 1 am when I finally heard Shelbie’s keys in the door and footsteps through the kitchen. I smiled sleepily to myself, glad she got the night out to have some fun, before drifting back to sleep.
I awakened some time later to the bed dipping on her side and her familiar body heat next to mine and I whisper. “I love you.”
I awakened again a bit later to the feeling of her body against mine, and her round ass rubbing against my crotch. I smile again sleepily wrapping my arm around her to hold her closer. I hold her as her breathing slows with mine but her body continues to move around and the feeling of her ass wakes up my sleeping cock. I realize she must be a bit drunk and I smile again to myself. I rub my hands up the curves of her thick thighs and feel the stretchy waistband of her pajama pants. I pull them down until they are just below the curve of her ass and then begin to sleepily massaging the roundness of her. She moves again in her sleep, giving me better access, her legs curled up towards her chest. I take out my now rock hard dick and let it rest against the plump smooth lips of her pussy. She continues to wiggle around, she is normally not so active in her sleep. She’s Drunk and a bit horny I conclude. I slowly start rocking myself into her slipper seam just how she likes it, One hand on her warm soft stomach and the other a rest for her head. The bulging head of my cock slips inside easily, coated in her wetness, but then as I push further, I realize that four months of no sex has her poor pussy so tight and unused. I put more power into my thrust and sheath myself further into her sopping tightness. She gives a breathy gasp her whole body clenching.
I hear “Daddy?!” and it has me fully awake in seconds. I instantly stop the movement of my hips and open my eyes fully. Suddenly I realize the weight in my arms is too light. The smell next to me isn’t Shelby's usual floral rose scent but something more sugary and sweet. The hair in my face is a much lighter shade of blonde and the legs resting against mine are much shorter.
“Grace?” I ask my grip tight around her to prevent her from moving. I realize that my cock is not inside my wife. But inside my adolescent daughter.
“Daddie what are you doing?!” She asks, her voice scratchy from sleep and tears.
“Fuck baby girl.” I say in complete shock. “Fuck…”
“It hurts daddy.” She says as sobs begin to rack her body.
“Fuck...” I say again realizing my dick hasn’t softened at all. I’m only half buried in my little girl's tight cunt but the tightness is gripping me and slowly sucking me in further. “Please hold still baby.” I beg breathlessly. So many things go through my head; She hasn’t even had her first period, we’ve never had the talk, she trusts me so much, what the fuck is wrong with me?; all the right thoughts… for all the wrong reasons. Fuck.
“Baby, do you love daddy?” I whisper in her ear.
“Yes, daddy, but you're hurting me.”
“I’m sorry baby, I didn’t mean to hurt you… but daddy needs to finish… and it will probably hurt a little more okay?” I can’t even believe the words I am saying.
“Why daddy?” She asks but I answer her with a “shhhh” and wrap my hand around her mouth to silence her and my other around her body to hold her still. I push myself all the way into her in one solid thrust and she screams into my hand. I continue to shush gently in her ear, giving her tight little pussy a just moment to adjust to her daddies cock.
“I’m sorry.” I whisper in her ear over and over. The longer I spend in her little pussy the cloudier and darker my thoughts become. “You're such a good girl letting daddy inside you.”
She muffles something into my hand that could be “I don’t want to.” And then I begin moving my hips whispering shushes into her ear again. I try to be gentle, I know that doesn’t mean anything in this instance, but I don’t actually want to hurt her.
I know I won’t last long, my lewd thoughts and the erotic horror of my actions are like shock waves through my dick. I give several more thrusts and then I come inside her little muff. It’s not like she can get pregnant... I think.
I feel the high of my arousal dissipate and wait for the horror and realization to hit me. My now soft dick slips out of her stuffed pussy and her sobs have also started to dissipate. I roll over and turn on the bedside lamp, fully illuminating the sin of what’s happened. My crying daughter lays curled up on her side with my white seed leaking out of her tinged with the pink of her virginity. I conclude I must be in shock because the guilt hasn’t hit me yet. The sight of her red swollen lips leaking my milk makes my soft dick twitch and harden slightly.
I roll out of bed and walk into the master bedroom bathroom. I know she will be too sore to get up. I grab a soft hand towel and dampen it with warm water. I grab a dusty bottle of baby oil and walk back into the room to find my daughter still crying softly.
“Hey baby.” I say gently walking over to her. She flinches as I reach for her legs. I can see the fear and horror in her red wet eyes as I reposition her legs, spreading them open. “Good girls open their legs for their daddies.” I chide sternly, internally cringing at my own words. She slowly relaxes her legs letting them fall open. She still trusts me. I gently rub the damp towel against her swollen abused pussy, cleaning all evidence of my sin. She only whimpers a little at the soreness but lies still and lets me finish. I then begin to massage the warm baby oil into her moisturizing inflamed skin. Her pussy is much plumper than her mothers. It jiggles at the slightest touch and its lips are cute and really fat. Her little pink clit sits up at attention and there is a light dusting of gold blond hair beginning to grow on her pelvice. It literally looks like the cutest juiciest peach.
She watches me warily and I see the question in her eyes. Begin speaking as I continue to gently rub more oil into her plump lips. “You made daddy so happy.” I give her my most radiant smile and she is quick to return it, her smile so much like my own. “Do you see this?” I say resting my thumb just below her little clit. “I can make you feel good too.” I say. “This is your little clitty.” A horrific thought comes through my mind. What if teaching her that this is normal makes room for someone else to take advantage of her? so I add; “It’s a secret spot, so only you and daddy are allowed to touch it.” I say.
“What about mommy?” She asks innocently.
“Well, some girls like to touch each other's clitties. But mommy doesn’t. But if one of your girl friends wants to… I think that’s okay. But no boys, only daddy.” I explain, trying to keep my words simple. She nods. I press my thumb down over her slippery clit and her hips jerk at the sensation her eyebrows furrowing in confusion. I begin rubbing my oiled thumb firmly over the top and her eyes widen as her hips jerk uncontrollably.
“Oh daddy.” She gasps breathlessly, her tears forgotten. I smile at her reassuringly.
“You have to stay quiet okay? Remember this is a secret.” Then I lower my tongue to her warm flesh. At first I taste the medicinal flavor of the oil, but then it’s replaced by the slick taste of her wetness. My thumb continues to massage her little bud while my tongue greedily laps at her cute fat pussy. “Your secret spot is so pretty Gracie.” I smile up at her. Her lashes are lowered and arousal paints her features. I play my tongue against the seam or her pussy enjoying how her body reacts and the firmness of her pussy.
“Do you want daddy to keep going?” I ask, not that I’m sure I’d really give her the choice. She nods and I reward her by slowly pushing in my pinkie. My dick must have really hurt her before, she is so small and tight I’m not even sure how it fit before. She squirms with a little squeal and I give her a stern warning look. She quiets.
I get lost in the taste of her babygirl cunt with my pinkie fucking and licking her little clit with the flat of my tongue. She gasps and jerks, unable to control her reactions and she looks down at me with such... love.
I’m not sure what has come over me. I have never thought of her this way before. I love being a dad, and part of me is a little sad at how this will change things between us… but none of me regrets it yet.
Her tight silky pussy walls tightly clutch my pinkie and I see the haze in her shiny eyes as she nears a climax.
“Go ahead and come for daddy.” I encourage, then take a long slow suck on her cherry pink clit. She grunts in the back of her throat before she comes undone. Her body spasms as her clear juices flow like honey down my wrist and over the watch she and her mom got me for my birthday.
“Good girl for being so quiet.” I say gentling my licks as she comes down from her climax. “Your daddies sweet baby girl.” I remind her. I wait until her breathing is even then move to lay beside her smoothing her blond sweaty locks away from her cute pink face. I ask. “Why did you come to sleep with daddy?”
“I went to go potty, but when I went back to bed, mommy was sleeping in my bed. She smelled bad.” She explains. I remember hearing my wife’s keys in the door and a small jolt of alarm hits my gut thinking of how I could have been caught molesting my daughter. I have no delusions of what I’ve done but I am unable to feel guilt. It must be the shock. And My dick is hard again. I look back down at my little girls pink pussy wanting nothing more than to sink myself back into its tiny slit. Instead I get up and slide her power puff girl panties back on and then her olaf print flannel pj bottoms. I consider giving her a passionate kiss on the mouth, but she is still just my little girl so I give her a chaste kiss on the forehead and whisper good night.
“Good night daddy.” She says cuddling under my blankets. I know that I can’t get back in bed with her. If I do I will be back inside her. Instead I make my way to her room.
Shelbie is indeed passed out on Grace’s bed spread eagle face down. She smells like tequila but it’s almost over powered by the sweet smell of my little girls sheets and toys.
I quickly pull down my wife’s jeans over her round ass and straddle her. My cock is already throbbing and hot and my wife isn’t as quite as tight as our daughter so it’s easier for me to shove myself into her. She gasps drunkenly awake but instead of pulling away she dutifully lifts her ass giving me better access.
“Good girl.” I whisper in her hair. I look straight ahead at my daughter's pink tufted headboard as I begin fucking my wife. She moans and pushes back onto me and I think of Grace. I know that it can’t happen again. I also know, deep down, that it will. I pick up the speed of my hips remembering the taste and shape of our little girl's pussy. “Fuck daddy’s cock baby girl.” I say breathlessly.
“Okay daddy.” Shelbie says with a drunk smile, liking this game. If only she knew I had just raped and manipulated our daughter. She comes on my cock, her walls squeezing over me trying to milk me. She collapses after her orgasm falling back into sleep but I haven’t finished. I begin fucking again staring at the room around me. Remembering all the happy moments I've had with Grace in this room and tainting them with lude thoughts. Me standing over her at her desk, helping her with homework, but now my cock in her mouth while I explain her math to her. Me punishing her by making her sit in the corner, but now I fuck brutally fuck her face. Us building a blanket fort so we can slay dragons, only now slowly fuck her under the tented blankets assuring her its how you thank a prince. I come at that thought, but my dick doesn't soften because another thought takes me. Me home alone with Grace the day she was sick with a fever. Her vulnerable hot body bouncing on my cock while I bathe her in cool water. Then fuck her tiny round ass in bed when she passes out from the Benadryl. What the fuck is wrong with me?
Shelbie wakes up an hour later attempting to swat and buck me off of her. “You're still going?” She slurs. I hold her hands behind her back and begin fucking into her harder. I’ve come so many times that I can feel the sticky cum pooling on the bed around us. My dick will definitely be sore and raw tomorrow but so will my wife’s pussy. So will my daughters… Fuck.
When I finally do come for the last time it is violent and painful. I collapse on top of Shelbie and let my eyes close.
