Daddy Fucks Me: Volume 2

I knew something was wrong the moment I walked into my father’s bedroom. The door was slightly ajar, which was unusual, and I could hear strange noises coming from inside. Curiosity getting the better of me, I pushed the door open and walked fully into the room.

My heart stopped when I saw my father sitting on the edge of his bed, his hand moving frantically up and down his erect penis. My eyes widened in shock as I realized what he was doing. But then my gaze fell on the photo he was holding in his other hand, and my breath caught in my throat.

It was a picture of me.

I couldn’t believe my eyes. I stood there, frozen, as my mind struggled to process what was happening. My father was jerking off to a photo of me. I felt a rush of emotions: shock, embarrassment, and something else I couldn’t quite identify.

Before I could react, my father must have sensed my presence because he suddenly called out my name and dropped the photo. “Jane! What the hell are you doing in here?”

I jumped at the sound of my name, and in my shock, I tripped on my own foot and stumbled forward. I reached out to catch myself, but instead, my hand landed on my father’s thigh.

And then, to my horror, I felt his cock slip into my mouth.

I gasped in surprise, my eyes flying up to meet my father’s. He looked just as shocked as I felt, but in that moment, I couldn’t move. I could feel his cock twitching in my mouth, and I realized he was getting more aroused by this accidental intrusion. I began to pull away when my father grabbed the back of my head.

“Daddy, stop!” I begged, still trying to pull my head from his cock, but he only tightened his grip.

“Shh, it’s okay, Jane,” he coaxed. “You’re just giving your daddy a little treat.”

“No, please,” I pleaded, but my words were muffled by his cock in my mouth. I felt his hands tangling in my hair as he began to gently move my mouth back and forth over his manhood. But… but… but this was incest.

“That’s it, baby girl,” he groaned. “Suck daddy’s cock. You’re such a good girl.”

I felt tears pricking at my eyes as I felt the hardness trying to push further into my mouth. I tried to relax my mouth and throat, knowing that fighting him would only make it worse. My father seemed to sense this, and he began to fuck my mouth harder, his balls slapping against my chin.

“That’s it, take it all,” he grunted. “Daddy’s gonna fill your pretty little mouth with his cum.”

I felt his cock twitch and then the warm rush of his release as he filled my throat with his hot seed. I choked slightly, but my father just held me in place, his hands tightening in my hair as he rode out his orgasm.

I gagged and sputtered as my father’s cum filled my mouth, unable to breathe or move as he held me firmly in place. I felt disgusted and violated, my body instinctively trying to reject this perverse act. But my father was relentless.

As soon as his orgasm subsided, he pulled me off his deflating cock and pushed me onto the bed. I landed on my back, and before I could catch my breath, he was on top of me, tearing at my clothes. I struggled against him, trying to push him away, but he was too strong.

“No, Daddy, please stop!” I cried out, my voice hoarse from the gagging. “I don’t want this!”

My father ignored my pleas, his eyes wild with lust for me. There was no denying it. There was photo evidence. I’d been his daughter for 25 years… Why would he do this to me?

He ripped my shirt open, sending buttons flying across the room. Then he roughly pulled down my bra, exposing my breasts. I frantically crossed my arms over my chest, trying to cover myself, but with a sharp crack that stung my skin, he slapped my hands away.

I cried out in protest, my voice laced with anguish. “No, Daddy, please!” I begged, my arms instinctively flying back up to shield my body from his gaze. But he was merciless. He grabbed my wrists with an iron grip and pinned them above my head, rendering me helpless.

“Such beautiful tits, Jane,” he growled, leaning down to take a nipple into his mouth.

I whimpered in protest, squirming beneath him as he used his free hand to fondle my breasts.

Then he moved lower, his mouth trailing kisses down my stomach. I tried to wriggle away, but he held me down, his weight pressing me into the bed. I felt his breath on my inner thighs, and then his tongue flicked out, teasing me.

“No!” I begged, my voice breaking. “Don’t do this!”

But my father just hooked his fingers into the waistband of my panties and slid them down my milky thighs. Before long, I felt his tongue probe my entrance, and I clenched my thighs together, trying to deny him access.

“Relax, baby girl,” he whispered. “Daddy’s going to finally fuck you.”

I shook my head, tears streaming down my cheeks.

“You’ll feel so good with Daddy between your legs.”

“No, I won’t, Daddy!”

He spread my legs wide and positioned himself. I felt the tip of his cock pressing against my bare entrance, and I clenched my muscles tightly, trying to resist him.

I hated how he simply laughed and pushed forward, forcing his way inside me.

The pain was excruciating as he stretched me open, and I screamed out in agony. My body rejected him, trying to expel this unwanted intrusion, but my father just grunted and thrust harder, forcing himself deeper. I tore apart! My tears soaked into the pillow beneath my head.

“Take it, baby girl,” he grunted. “Take Daddy’s cock.”

I shook my head, my body convulsing as I tried to escape this horrible violation. But my father just held me down, his hands gripping my hips as he pounded into me mercilessly. I felt like I was being ruined, both physically and emotionally, as my own father aggressively raped me.

As he reached his climax, I felt his cock twitch inside as he groaned loudly, filling me with his seed once again. I lay there, numb and broken, as he collapsed on top of me, his sweaty body crushing me into the bed.

The horror of what had just happened slowly sank in, and I felt a deep sense of shame and betrayal. My own father had forced himself on me, violating my body and shattering my trust. I lay there, motionless, as tears silently rolled down my cheeks, my body trembling with the aftermath of Daddy’s fucking.