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Chapter One
Daddy walked into my bedroom, closing the door behind him and taking a protective glance around the room like always did.
“Hey,” Daddy said, his deep voice breaking the silence.
“Hi, Daddy,” I greeted him with a grin from ear to ear. I sat in front of my vanity mirror, combing my long brunette hair. Daddy stood behind me, his handsome face admiring my locks as if it were the first time he had seen them.
He smiled back at me, his eyes sparkling with love and adoration. I could feel his gaze on me, and it made me feel special and loved. Daddy was always my biggest supporter, and I could always count on him to make me feel like I was the most important person in the world.
As I continued to comb my hair, I couldn’t help but notice how quiet Daddy was. Usually, he would ask me about my day or make jokes to make me laugh, but today he seemed lost in thought. I sat there nervously, wondering if something was bothering him.
Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Daddy broke the silence and reached out his hand to touch my hair. His touch was gentle, but I noticed a sense of hesitation in his movements.
I sat there in front of him, and I couldn’t help but feel a sense of nervousness wash over me. His piercing gray eyes were locked onto mine when he slowly began to run his fingers through my hair, starting at the roots and working his way down to the ends.
I held my breath, savoring the feeling of his fingers against my tingling scalp. It was soft and delicate, yet there was an underlying intensity that sent shivers down my spine. I couldn’t help but lean into his touch, wanting to feel more of him as he kept a steady pace.
I stared at him, taking in every detail of his face. His jaw was clenched, his eyes focused solely on the task at hand. I could see the faint stubble on his chin, and the way his lips were slightly parted as he breathed.
I flushed when he leaned down to kiss my forehead, his lips lingering against my skin. I felt my heart skip a beat as he pulled away, leaving a trail of warmth behind.
“Let me do that,” he said, gently taking my comb from the palm of my hand.
“Okay, Daddy,” I agreed, lingering my gaze before returning to watch him in the mirror. I didn’t care to understand the butterflies fluttering around in my stomach. I just loved him so much.
His large hand formed long strides down my back, the rhythm of his strokes therapeutic. He combed my hair for a few minutes as I met his loving gaze. He moved through my hair with ease, untangling any knots and smoothing out any tangles. It was a simple gesture, but it meant so much to me. It was a reminder of his love and care for me, and I couldn’t help but let out a soft purr of contentment. My mind relaxed when he set the comb down and massaged my scalp.
“You like that?” he asked, his voice husky.
I nodded, unable to form words as I basked in the feeling of his touch. He chuckled softly, his hand moving down to rub my head and neck. I couldn’t help but let out another deep sigh, feeling all the tension in my body dissipate under his skilled hands.
He continued to massage me for a few more minutes, and I couldn’t help but feel completely relaxed and at peace. He had a way of making me feel like I was the most important person in the world, and I cherished every moment I spent with him.
I slowly opened my eyes, meeting his loving gaze. He leaned forward, nuzzling my cheek with his face as he continued to massage me. I couldn’t help but giggle at the ticklish feeling of his beard against my skin. His touches were always so gentle and loving, and I couldn’t get enough of them.
“You have such beautiful hair,” he murmured as his hands slid down the front of my shoulders. “It’s always so pretty. Do you want to grow it out again?”
I smiled, remembering the time when I had much longer, flowing hair that reached my waist. I had cut it short a few years ago, but a part of me still missed it. His question brought back memories of him running his fingers through my long hair, and I couldn’t help but nod eagerly.
“I would love to grow it out again, Daddy,” I replied, my voice filled with excitement.
“Good girl.” He smiled, his eyes sparkling with love and pride. “Your skin is so beautiful, my princess,” Daddy complimented as he continued to massage my neck and shoulders.
I couldn’t imagine a more perfect moment. With him by my side, I felt like I could conquer anything. He was my rock, my protector, and my confidant. I knew that I was loved and cherished, and nothing could ever take that away.
I snuggled my back against his chest, ignoring the hard bulge of his belt. I wanted to be as close to him as possible, basking in his love and warmth. And when he lightly kissed the back of my neck, I couldn’t help but jump a little, surprised by the sudden gesture.
Daddy chuckled softly, his lips still pressed against my skin. “I love how your skin is so smooth,” he whispered, his warm breath sending shivers down my spine. His hands slid down my shoulders and the sides of my arms, causing me to let out a pleasurable groan. I was a little embarrassed when Daddy began to chuckle at me again.
A pout was forming on my lips, but when his fingers dug deeper into my muscles, it pulled another pleasured purr from deep within my throat.
“Daddy, don’t laugh,” I whimpered through his slow massage. My whole body relaxed and began to melt like butter under his caring touch. “That feels so good.”
“Does it?” he teased and ran his fingers along my jawline, his touch soft and tender as he kissed my neck again, less fatherly-like.
I could feel his warm breath as his lips continued a trail down my neck. I gasped, the shivers running down my spine igniting a freeze response to the sudden shift in behavior. Daddy… he’s…
My heart was racing as he pressed against me, his lips now caressing my collarbone. I closed my eyes and let myself get lost in the moment, forgetting everything else around me. His touch was intoxicating, and I couldn’t resist the pull toward him but…
His hands roamed across my breasts and over my belly, leaving a trail of desire in their wake. I melted into his embrace. I could feel my senses heightening, my skin tingling with anticipation.
I let out a soft moan as he whispered, “You have the prettiest eyes.” His words sent a rush of heat through me, making me feel beautiful and desired. But before I could descend from whatever this was, I felt the first button of my blouse being undone. The slits in my eyes widened to see him gazing at me with hunger.
The sound of fabric tearing brought me back to reality, and I looked down to see him yanking apart the fabric that covered my breasts. My heart skipped a beat as he exposed my frilly bra, letting out a low moan at the sight. I couldn’t believe this was happening; I couldn’t believe he was doing this to me.
“Ahhh!” I shrieked as his hands cupped my breasts, his touch sending a jolt of electricity through me even through the push-up padding. “D-daddy?” I stammered as he squeezed and kneaded them like they were putty.
“Baby… your breasts,” he sighed as he lifted each to admire their shape. “God, I love you like this.” He looked down into my eyes, his face flushed with lust.
“Uhm… I don’t think this is right.” I spoke up as Daddy had never touched me like this before. What had gotten into him? I didn’t know if I should enjoy this or not. I sat in the chair as he fondled me, his hot breath on my cheek.
He looked back at me, his eyes half-closed and his lips parted as he smiled. “It’s okay. You know Daddy wouldn’t do anything to hurt you. Just relax while Daddy’s touches you.”
“But Daddy—”
“Shhhh,” he hushed me and placed a finger on my lips. “Just close your eyes and feel. I want you to feel how much I love you. Feel how good it feels to have Daddy’s hands all over your body.” He began to rub and squeeze me again, and I couldn’t help but moan with every stroke.
He suddenly ripped open the rest of my blouse, exposing my bra to him and grabbing hold of both cups. He dragged them down and apart so that my breasts were splayed wide open for him to see. I cried out as he dug his fingers deep into my skin, rubbing them across my nipples.
I gasped when I saw him unzip his fly, pulling out his massive cock. His erection sprang free from his trousers. It was so big and thick. I stared in awe as he held it in his hand, his grip tight around it. I whimpered, unable to tear my gaze away from it while he stroked himself with one hand and pulled on my nipple with the other. I could feel my nipples hardening under his touch, and I knew he could, too.
“They’ve gotten so much bigger since you turned twenty.” He cupped each breast in turn and kneaded them gently before releasing his grip on them. “Mmm… That’s my princess.”
Daddy whispered in a husky voice, and I blushed at his words, feeling a surge of pride and arousal at the thought that my body was pleasing him when I knew this was wrong.
Without a word Daddy picked me up, the cool air grazing my aching nipples when he spun me around and placed me on the bed. As he laid me down on the soft sheets, he continued to grope me, his hands exploring every inch of my body. I moaned and writhed under his touch, my being filled with fire and betrayal.
Daddy spoke with a sly grin, “Let’s have some fun.” He leaned in and captured my lips in a passionate kiss, his hands never leaving my breasts.
I squeezed my eyes shut, trying to push away the guilt and confusion that was consuming me, but as his hands moved lower and took hold of my hips, I could feel myself growing wet from all the attention he gave me.
In one swift motion, Daddy pushed my legs up in the air. I looked at him in the mirror as he brought his face level to my butt, his hands rubbing my thighs as he licked my pussy through the fabric of my panties. I gasped at how naughty it felt, especially when he yanked down the cloth, revealing my bare ass to him.
“You like that?” he asked and slapped me lightly on the butt with his cock. “You like watching Daddy play with your ass?” I nodded at him, unsure of what Daddy wanted. “Tell me. Use words.”
I looked back into the mirror, meeting his gaze as he teased me. “Y-yes… I-I like this.” He smiled and chuckled at my reply, spanking me harder.
“Good, because Daddy’s about to tear you apart.” He propped my ass up, lifting me slightly so that my hips were now at the perfect angle for him. I felt exposed and vulnerable, and with a flick of his wrist, my panties were discarded. leaving me completely bare for him. I bit down hard on my bottom lip, trying to suppress the moan that threatened to escape my lips as he left me completely bare to him—his virgin daughter.
“Daddy… what’s going on?” I asked, gaining nothing other than his handsome smile. He slipped two fingers inside me, and I couldn’t help but arch my back in response. The feeling of him filling me up and stretching me was almost too much to handle. “Daddy!”
He said, further propping my ass up and exposing my pussy for him as he slipped two fingers inside. I bit down hard on my bottom lip as he slid in deeper and pulled them out. The gushing sound echoed in the room. He grinned at me through the mirror as he played with my juices.
“Such a pretty pussy,” he complimented, his words like a caress against my skin. I couldn’t help but smile at his words, feeling desired and wanted at that moment. But my pleasure was short-lived as he pressed his mouth against my folds, his hot breath making me shiver.
He made a loud smooch when he licked me, dragging his tongue up the length of my slit. I couldn’t hold back the moan that escaped my lips, my body trembling with each touch. He continued to tease me, his tongue exploring every inch of my pussy. “So wet already.” Daddy’s words oozed with hunger, so I knew he wasn’t done with me yet.
He slipped two more fingers inside me, sliding them in knuckle deep while his mouth continued to work magic on my clit. I whimpered and cried out as he ate me, his fingers twisting and curling inside me, hitting all the right spots. I could feel the pressure building inside me, my body on the brink of exploding with pleasure if that were even possible.
“Oh… Daddy!” I shrieked and grabbed his hair with both hands as he pulled his face away from my ass. “Dad… dy…” My words slurred alongside my heaving chest. He kept fucking me with his fingers and moaning as he sucked me off. He tasted me again, slurping loudly before slipping his fingers back into me.
“You’re a sweet little thing, aren’t you?” He asked, rubbing himself again while keeping me propped up on his fingers. “Daddy’s gonna make this tight little cunt cum all over his cock.” He stared at me through the mirror as he watched me squirm in his arms, a bit of fear filling me. He wrapped my body tightly before I felt something hard pressed against my entrance.
“N-no, Daddy,” I managed to stutter, my voice barely above a whisper. But he didn’t listen to me. Instead, he continued to trail kisses down my neck, his hand creeping up my thigh. I could feel his arousal pressing against my leg, and I felt sick to my stomach. I whimpered as he rubbed the tip of his dick across my pussy lips and began to push himself inside me, even though I was his own flesh and blood.
A daddy and his daughter… fucking? No. This was incest. He was bigger and stronger than me, but I couldn’t let it happen. This wasn’t fair. I didn’t want this!
Daddy stood before me, his eyes filled with a lustful desire that sent shivers down my spine. My mind raced with a million thoughts, trying to make sense of the situation. But as my father’s hands explored my body, I knew that there was no escaping this nightmare. I could feel his hot breath on my skin as he leaned in closer, his lips grazing my neck. I whimpered, trying to push him away, but he was too strong. It was like he was a different person, a stranger who had taken over my father’s body.
The pain was excruciating as he stretched me open, filling me with his massive member. I gasped for breath, my face contorted with pain as I tried to resist all of him. But it was no use. He was bigger and stronger than me, and I was no match for his strength.
“Please, Daddy,” I sobbed, tears streaming down my face. ‘Please stop.’
But he didn’t stop. He didn’t even acknowledge my pleas. It was like I didn’t even exist to him at that moment, like I was just an object to satisfy his twisted desires. And as he continued to thrust into me, I could feel the length of him deep within my belly.
It was painful as I tried to resist him, but he continued to stretch me open and fill me with his massive member until I could feel the length of it deep within my belly. I gasped for breath, my face contorted with pain as I tried to resist all of him.
“No, I don’t want to!” I sobbed. Why wouldn’t he listen to me? “Daddy?”
“Mmm… Daddy’s inside you, baby,” he moaned, staring at me through the mirror as I watched him move within me. “Daddy loves being inside you. You’re my little girl and you’re so wet for me.” His hands tightened around my waist as he thrust harder. “So good,” he groaned with an aching desire for me. “Fuck.”
Despite it all, my heart thumped. I looked down between my legs, watching the motion of his hips as he fucked me, the sound of our lovemaking filling the room. He was so hard and thick inside me, it filled me to the brim and pushed against every wall of my pussy. My eyes watered up as he stretched me endlessly.
“Daddy’s gonna fuck you nice and hard, baby girl.” He growled as he pounded away at my ass. “I can feel your cunt squeezing on my cock. You’re enjoying this, aren’t you?”
I stared at his reflection, his beautiful smile that made me weak at the knees, even as he ravaged my body. With all the strength I could muster, I pushed against him, trying to break free from his hold. But it was like trying to move a mountain. He was relentless, his thrusts becoming faster and more forceful. I could feel my body giving in, and my mind shutting down as I tried to block out the pain and the shame.
It felt like I couldn’t breathe or think clearly anymore. I let out a long, pleasured groan as he fucked me hard enough to leave me breathless. My whole body shuddered as he rammed into me, taking my breath away as he slammed into my pussy with the force of a freight train. His grip around my waist tightened and I could hear his fingers digging deep into my skin, almost hard enough to draw blood.
“You feel so good, princess,” he moaned, his words laced with desire and need. He moved faster, pushing himself in deeper with each stroke, sending waves of pleasure coursing through my body. The intensity of his touch was overwhelming. I trembled beneath him.
“That’s it, baby. Like that,” he encouraged and I could feel my head swimming.
“Mmh!” My pussy spasmed, squeezing on him until I couldn’t hold back any longer, and with a loud moan, I came all over Daddy’s big, fat cock. “A-Ah… Ahhh!”
Daddy showed no mercy as I cried out. He kept pounding away at me and wouldn’t slow down, even as I began to whimper. “Christ, you’re a good girl! Daddy loves your little cunt,” he growled, his face contorting into an expression of pure bliss.
I could tell that Daddy couldn’t get enough of me, even though he was as close as could possibly to me. Daddy was inside me. Fucking me urgently like I would leave him, forcefully so that I could never.
I whimpered as he continued to drive into me, his words of praise and adoration only fueling his desire for me… me.
“You’re so tight, princess.” Daddy arched his back and moaned loudly as he fucked me harder, giving me no choice but to feel the pounding of his fatherly balls against my ass.
Oh no… His words brought me out of the daze. I can’t…
It was too much, too intense. This wasn’t right! He was losing control. I needed to make him stop before something horrible happened.
“Daddy!” I screamed at him, “Stop!” He laughed wickedly, smiling at me through the mirror. He knew exactly what he was doing to me. He was just playing with my body until I gave up and allowed him to do whatever he wanted to me. He kept fucking me, filling the room with the sounds of our wet lovemaking. The bed creaked beneath us as we moved together, like a perfectly synchronized machine.
Not again… I let out a long wail of pleasure, cumming all over his cock once more while he pounded away at my ass. My legs flailed about as I was too weak to control them.
“Ahh… Ahhh! Daddy,” I cried, my voice a mixture of pleasure and desperation. I didn’t want to stop looking at him as he fucked me, but it was getting harder for me to keep myself upright. I felt like I was fading away in some kind of dream-like trance. I saw stars flashing in front of my eyes as I gave into his yearning for me.
My face heated up as he kept pounding my ass, his thrusts becoming more urgent and demanding. I could feel him growing thicker inside me, his body tensing up as he used me like a toy.
“Mmm… fuck, baby girl. Shit!” he cursed, and I felt him bursting inside of me. With a deep groan, Daddy released all of himself, filling me up in a way I’d never experienced before. Daddy was my first and I could feel him pumping my belly full of his cum.
“Ahhh, that’s my good girl!” He sighed in satisfaction, pumping himself hard inside me until there was nothing left. Daddy leaned forward, palming my breasts and looking into my teary eyes. We stayed like that for what seemed like hours, saying nothing, before he slowly slid his softening cock out of my pussy.
I rolled over onto my side, laying in a puddle of sweat and cum when Daddy got out of bed.
He stared down at me while I took deep breaths, trying to regain my strength. I could see the love and admiration in his eyes as he looked at me, his good girl. “I love you, baby girl,” he whispered, his voice filled with tenderness and adoration. He smiled wickedly at me, and without another word, he slipped away from the bedroom.
I lay on the bed, my tears adding to the mess while my mind and body still reeled from the intense experience. I was his daughter, at that moment, I was also his lover. It was a forbidden love between Daddy and I.
Our little secret…
When I finally regained my strength, I climbed out of bed and walked to the bathroom. I turned on the shower and let the water warm up before taking off my torn clothing. As I undressed, my gaze fell on the bruises and marks on my body. When I looked down between my legs, I saw the smears of blood on my thighs and the remnants of his sperm dripping out of my sore cunt. It was proof that my father had just raped me, proof of just how much he wanted me. I made Daddy react this way…
A small, crooked smile crept over my lips, relishing in the thought of how much pleasure I’d given him.
I wiped away my stained tears, stepping under the water’s spray and washing away all the evidence of what had happened between us. “I love you, too, Daddy.”
The End.
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THEMES & GENRES
Age Gap, Age Play, Bdsm, Breeding, Coercion, Creampie, Daddy Dom-Little Girl (DDLG), Dark, Domination, Erotic, Explicit, Family, First Time, Forbidden, Forced, Groped, Happily Ever After (HEA), Incest, Love, Man of the House, Non-Consensual Sex (Noncon), Older Man/Younger Woman, Oral, Praise Kink, Reluctant, Short Stories, Spanking, Submission, Taboo, Used, Virgin, Voyeur
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Needs some editing because was she on her back and dad on top while in her pussy or was she on her hands and knees while he was in her ass? It was confusing because why would he be looking at her in a mirror?