I walked up to the house and knocked hard on the door. It was Valentine’s Day, and I had gone to my parent’s house to get dressed for my date on my way home from work. I was running late as it was and I hoped my parents were still there, because I’d forgotten the key to their house. I’d left my dress there so that I could surprise my boyfriend, Nick, with my new outfit.
After a few moments I went to knock again. Just before I could, the door swung open and my father appeared in the doorway. He was dressed in an undershirt and slacks, obviously in the middle of getting ready.
“Rachel?” he began, “what are you doing here?” he asked.
“Hey Daddy! I’m just on the way to my date with Nick but I left my dress here to change into.” I explained. “Didn’t Mom tell you?”
“I guess it slipped her mind. Come on in, princess.” He said, motioning me in.
I was already in my 20s, but my dad still had pet names for me. I had to admit I’d always been a daddy’s girl, and as a result we were very close. It was kind of embarrassing to be called “princess” all the time, but I loved my dad.
I walked in to the house, passing by my father. I suddenly felt like he was staring at my ass, but I brushed it off; he obviously wouldn’t do that.
“So, you’re not going to your date in that? You look really good already.” he said, pointing towards my current apparel. I was wearing a blouse and a tight, grey skirt, as I had just come back from work. I was an associate at a medium sized law firm, and as a result I was always dressed for the courtroom.
“Well, Nick and I are going to a hotel this evening, actually, so I thought I’d spice things up and wear a really nice dress.” I set my keys on the counter, noticing I had accidentally brought in the room key to our hotel suite. I set that down, too. “What are you and Mom doing?
“We’re actually going to a hotel tonight, too! We got a great deal for a one night suite, so we thought we’d take that. She’s upstairs getting ready right now.” My dad resumed getting ready, tying his shoes.
“Oh, I see. I hope you guys have fun! Anyway, Daddy, I’m in kind of a hurry so I’m going to go get dressed. I’ll be in my room.” I didn’t want to be late for my date.
“Okay, sweetie. Your mother will still be getting ready for a while, but I have to stop at my office for something, so I’ll be leaving in a bit. If you leave last make sure you lock up the house.”
“Alright, Daddy!” I said, walking towards my room.
I entered my room, picking up the outfit that I’d left on the bed a day earlier. My room was still exactly the same as it was when I lived with my parents during high school. They’d never had any desire to use it for something else, I guess. I held up my dress to my chest and turned towards the mirror on the wall, one I’d used for years all throughout my childhood. It was a thin black dress that was tight at the top and flowed loosely near the skirt. As an extra surprise for my boyfriend I’d gotten some lingerie, a lacy garter belt and bra, completely with the stockings and everything.
Realizing I would be late for my dinner I began to undress so I could get ready for the date. I unbuttoned my blouse and stripped off my skirt. I removed my bra and panties so I could put on the special lingerie. Before doing so, I decided to admire myself in the mirror.
At 25, I honestly felt like I looked great. I was very petite, only about 5’3, and I was just over 110 pounds. I exercised daily to make sure I kept in shape and took as best care of my body as I could. I had a thin waist and wide, shapely hips. I ran my hands over my hips and then turned to the side to admire my ass. It was perfectly round from yoga and squats, and I often found people staring at it when they thought I wasn’t paying attention. I had perky, C-cup breasts which fit my frame perfectly. I lightly rubbed my breasts, enjoying my body. My boyfriend and I hadn’t had sex in almost a week, and I was getting a little frustrated. I couldn’t wait for later tonight!
I snapped out of my trance and began to dress for the evening. I put on the lingerie and did a turn in the mirror, studying how it looked on my body. It made me feel incredibly sexy, and just a tad naughty for wearing it under my dress. I was definitely excited for my date. I zipped up my dress and went to the bathroom to touch up some of my makeup.
It took about 40 minutes to get everything finished, and soon I was almost ready to leave. As I looked at myself in the mirror one last time, I heard the front door open and slam closed. I figured it must have been my mom leaving, as my father had left almost half an hour ago. I thought nothing of it and collected my things, heading to the front door. I picked my keys up off the counter and realized my hotel key was gone.
“Where could it have gone?” I said to myself, looking around in the kitchen. I was seriously going to be late, so I started to get a little frantic. I walked into the living room and found it sitting on the coffee table. “Strange,” I thought to myself, “I swear I left it on the counter. Someone must have moved it.” I put it out of my mind as I checked if I had everything I needed and stepped out the door, making sure to lock it.
I got in my car and started to drive to the hotel. It was one of the really big, fancy ones in the downtown area and I was actually really excited to see what it was like. Nick and I were going to have dinner and then spend the night in the suite, just the two of us. I pulled into the valet, leaving the car with him, and walked into the lobby.
I looked around for a minute, trying to find my boyfriend, when I heard my cell phone ring. I took it out of my purse, seeing that Nick was calling me.
“Hello?” I answered as I pressed the button.
“Hey Rachel,” he began, “I have some bad news.”
I immediately stiffened. What now? It was Valentine’s Day! “What happened, Nick?” I asked, hoping it wasn’t anything important.
“Well, I got in a little wreck. I’m completely fine, but I’m gonna be late.” He explained.
“Oh no! What happened? Are you sure you’re okay?” I was disappointed that he’d be late but at least he was okay.
“Some guy rear ended me. I’m afraid it might take a while.”
“How long?” I asked.
“I’ll probably be like an hour late. I’m really sorry, babe. I wish this hadn’t happened.”
“It’s fine, Nick. I’m just glad you’re okay.” I told him. Inside, however, I was pretty let down.
“Well anyway, I don’t think I’ll make it to the dining hall in time. You should just go up to our room and order some room service if you want it. You can get the champagne ready for us, at least!” he said, trying to make light of the situation.
“Okay. But how do I know which room we’re in? I was waiting for you to show me.”
“Oh, it’s on the back of the key. It should have the floor and room number. You’ll be able to find it.”
I turned the key around in my hand, seeing the room number. “Oh, alright. I found it. I’m gonna head up there now. I need a drink.” I said, trailing off.
“Okay, babe. Sorry again. I’ll see you in an hour or so. Bye.”
“Bye.” I said, ending the call.
I knew it wasn’t his fault, but I was pretty mad that our evening was going to be cut short. “Today of all days, huh?” I thought to myself as I headed towards the elevator.
I found the suite and ordered some champagne before even taking the time to admire the room. I waited a few minutes before someone brought it up, already chilled. I set it on the table beside the bed and opened it, looking around at the room for the first time. It really was beautiful. It was pretty big and decorated very nicely. I poured myself a glass of the champagne and started drinking.
I waited for about half an hour, drinking probably more than I should have. I’d finished about two thirds of the bottle of champagne before I started to get impatient, and a little drunk. I had never been able to hold my liquor very well. Another problem was that whenever I started to get drunk I got horny. That combined with my week without any sexual relief was getting me really bothered.
Suddenly I got the idea that I’d just skip everything else and go straight to the sex as soon as my boyfriend got here. I was tired enough of waiting, and I didn’t want to waste any time once he did arrive.
I started taking off my dress, cursing the fact that my boyfriend wouldn’t even see it on me. “At least I have the lingerie,” I thought to myself. I stripped down to my underwear and looked at myself in the mirror. I certainly hoped he would like it. I felt naughty waiting for him in the room with nothing but my bra and panties on. I turned off the lights and got on the large bed, waiting for my boyfriend to arrive. I still sipped on some of the champagne and I was pretty noticeably drunk now.
Just as I began to get tired of waiting, I picked up my phone to see if there was any update. Just as I did, I heard the door open. He was finally here! “Hey baby.” I said, setting my glass and phone down on the desk. He turned around and walked towards me.
“Hey you.” He said, sitting down next to me. It was very dark, and we couldn’t really see each other’s faces, just the outline of our clothes and bodies.
I immediately pressed my lips to his, kissing him softly. “You’re here early; I couldn’t wait to see you.” I whispered.
“Me either.” He said, pushing me down on the bed and returning a kiss. His arm crept up and began to massage my breast, making me wet with his touch. I couldn’t put my finger on it, but he sounded kind of different. I pushed the thought out of my mind as his tongue swirled in my mouth.
He broke the kiss and looked at me. He could faintly see the outline of my clothes, and noted what I was wearing. “Is that a garter belt, baby? Naughty. Did you get that just for me?” he asked. I could barely make out his smile.
“Yeah,” I said, blushing. “Do you like it?”
He roamed his hands over my lower body, feeling up my legs and squeezing my ass. It felt amazing being handled by his strong hands. He seemed rougher than usual.
“Fuck yeah, baby. You’re so fucking sexy.” He once against pressed his mouth to mine, kissing me passionately. He groped my breasts while I felt for his cock. I met his cock through his pants, feeling that he was already very hard.
“Have you been thinking of me, baby?” I said, giving his manhood a light squeeze.
“All week.” He reached around my back, unclasping my bra in the dark. I slipped it off, letting my breasts fall to my chest. As our eyes adjusted more to the dark, we were able to see more of our bodies. He began to undress as his eyes roamed what he could see of my body.
He kissed me again as his hands squeezed my firm, naked breasts, causing me to yelp out in pleasure. “Oh!” I screamed.
“Fuck, I forgot how great your tits were. They seem even perkier than normal” he said, massaging them some more.
He moved his mouth over my sensitive nipple, and I could feel his hot breath on my body. Suddenly, he took my areola into his mouth, flicking my hard nipple with his tongue. He roughly squeezed my ass with his hands, and I arched my back as he continued to suck on my breasts.
“Oh fuck, baby!” I screamed. “Yes! Suck my tits! Don’t stop!” I was finally relieving my frustration, and I was getting desperate.
I felt his hand move from my ass and lightly graze my wet slit. My panties were already soaking wet by this point, and I was getting more aroused by the second. His fingers traced the outline of my pussy, driving me insane. He placed his hand on the inside of my panties, lowering his fingers down towards my wet, shaved pussy.
I moaned loudly as his finger touched my bare pussy, his mouth still working on my left breast. He slowly pushed one finger inside of my tight pussy as he removed his mouth from my nipple. “Damn baby, you’re so wet tonight.” He whispered in my ear as he began to kiss down my neck. Shivers went down my spine as his finger teased my wet pussy and his mouth roamed my body.
Suddenly, I felt him unclasp my garter belt and start to pull down my panties. I lifted my hips, giving him better access, and he all but ripped them completely off. He lowered his mouth towards my pussy, kissing my stomach and body all along the way. My boyfriend had never made love to me quite like this before!
I gasped audibly as I felt his hot breath against my naked pussy. “Fuck, baby!” I screamed as I felt his wet tongue tease my puffy pussy lips. He gently rocked my clit with his tongue as he once again inserted a finger inside my tight, sopping pussy.
He began to eagerly lick my pussy, darting his tongue in and out of my tight, young hole. “Oh God!” I yelled in between breaths as his finger moved in and out of my wetness. He expertly ate my tight pussy as his mouth continued to worship my body.
“Fuck, baby! Lick my pussy!” I yelled, feeling like puddy in his hands. My boyfriend had never been an exceptional at eating me out, but I guess this time he’d surprised me.
He picked up the pace, darting his tongue in and out faster and faster as my juices flowed out. I’d never been so aroused in my life, and he continued to lick my wet pussy lips and grope my tits with his rough hands.
As he continued, I finally began to reach the edge. I began to climax as I shattered on his expert tongue, cumming harder than I could ever remember. “Oh fuck!” I yelled as loud as I possibly could. I couldn’t control myself, even if other people could hear. My juices soaked the bed as my orgasm coursed over me, his tongue still licking my sensitive pussy.
Finally, my orgasm began to die down, and I pushed his head away from my overly-stimulated pussy. He got up and laid down on the bed next to me. I rolled over onto his chest, my hard nipples pushing into his naked chest. He kissed me on the mouth and I could taste my juices still on my lips.
“Holy fuck. That was amazing!” I said, still gasping for air.
He rolled on top of me, apparently ready for round two. “You ready, babe? I can hardly wait any longer.”
I tried to collect my breath, but gave in to his desire. “Yeah, hang on, baby.”
I felt around in the dark, my small hand touching his manhood. I gasped slightly as I felt his cock. It was the hardest I’d ever felt it. I was still drunk, but I was pretty sure it felt bigger than before. It seemed humungous in my hand. I could barely wrap my hands around it.
I shook it off, remembering that my boyfriend was pretty well endowed in the first place. “I’m just drunk,” I thought to myself.
He climbed farther over me, pressing his lips to mine, teasing my tongue with his. I lightly pumped his cock in my hand, making sure it was completely hard, and started guiding it towards my pussy. I took a deep breath as his cockhead rubbed against my wet slit.
“Alright, baby. Fuck me!” I whispered, breaking the kiss.
Slowly, I felt his cock press hard into my pussy. In one movement his cockhead popped into my tight cunt, stretching my entrance. I gasped as his considerable size stretched my tight walls.
“Holy fuck you’re so big!” I screamed. My boyfriend was definitely not this big before. I tried to think of any reason why he would feel bigger, like maybe he had taken something, but I was interrupted by his enormous cock sliding farther into my pussy.
His massive erection stretched my tight cunt, filling me up more than I ever had been before. It was almost so big that it was painful. “Fuck, you’re splitting me in half, baby! Why are you so big?”
“I don’t know what you mean, baby. I’m the same as always. But holy shit your pussy is so fucking tight.” As he said that he took my breast into his hand, roughly caressing it and pinching my nipple. He continued to slide his cock all the way into my pussy until he finally bottomed out to my hilt.
I cried out in pain as his cockhead hit my cervix. “Ouch, fuck!” I screamed. It certainly hurt, but slowly it began to fade away into pleasure. He withdrew his cock about half way before pushing into me again. He started to slide his enormous cock in and out of my pussy, picking up a rhythm. I began to match his movements with my hips, fucking him back and squeezing his huge rod with my tight pussy walls.
He continued to pound my tight hole with his manhood as I finally got used to the size of his large shaft. He fucked me like I’d never been fucked before, pistoning his cock in and out of me furiously. He groped my body and passionately pressed his lips to mine as I bucked against him.
“Oh fuck, your body is so fucking hot, baby! I love you!” he moaned as he pumped his cock inside me.
I was stunned that he’d chosen now of all times to tell me he loved me for the first time, but I was too busy being driven wild by lust to care. “I love you too! Keep fucking me, baby! Fuck me hard on your enormous cock!” I moaned.
Suddenly, I felt him start to tense up, and I knew he was getting close to the edge. I wrapped my legs around his waist allowing him to penetrate me even further. He bounced me up and down on his cock, using me like a toy.
“Oh God! I’m about to cum!” he groaned in between breaths.
“Okay, baby! Cum for me! Cum deep inside my pussy!”
He stiffened a bit before pushing inside me one last time, again hitting my cervix. This time it hurt way less; it was almost pleasurable.
“Fuck!” he yelled, unleashing his giant load inside my pussy. I could feel ropes and ropes of his cum shoot out, deep in my fertile womb. His hot seed entirely coated the walls of my pussy, filling me to the brim. Out of all the times we’d had sex before, I’d never felt this much cum.
He continued to shoot his load inside me, filling me with what felt like buckets of cum. I felt him taper off as his orgasm subsided. His last shot of cum splashed my insides before he stopped, almost collapsing over me.
“Fuck that was amazing, baby. Have you been working out?” he asked as he began to withdraw his enormous cock from my tight hole. He pulled out with a “pop” leaving me feeling empty, save for the massive amount of his cum that was oozing out of my wetness. My pussy felt completely filled with his cum.
I rested for a moment before I felt a hand on my leg, rubbing the inside of my thigh. I still had the stockings from my garter belt on, and apparently he really liked them. I tried to ask what he was doing before he suddenly moved, interrupting me.
He got off the bed and flipped me over onto my stomach, his hands hold my hips from behind.
“What are you doing?” I asked, thinking he couldn’t possibly be hard again. He usually never was.
He squeezed my ass from behind and ran his re-hardening cock across my wet slit.
“I’m gonna fuck your tight, perfect ass” he said, running his hands over my round cheeks.
He pressed his cockhead into my asshole as I realized he actually wanted to fuck me in the ass. My boyfriend had asked to do it a few times, but I’d always declined. This time I was a little drunk and still weak from my orgasm. I reasoned that since it was Valentine’s Day I’d let him, though it didn’t seem like he was asking. I’d never done anal before, and I momentarily wondered what it would feel like.
Just as the thought crossed my mind, I felt him push the tip of his cock inside my asshole, lubed up by our cum. I resolved that it would be fine, and focused on taking his massive girth.
“Okay, baby!” I said, giving him permission after I’d momentarily adjusted to his size. “Fuck me in the ass with your thick cock!”
With that, he began to slide his cock deep inside my ass. His enormous manhood stretched me as he completely filled my ass with his cock. It was painful at first, but as he bottomed out inside me and I adjusted, the pain faded away.
He took a few moments before grabbing my tight ass with both his hands and pulling part-ways out. In one motion he pushed back into me, this time much more easily now that my asshole was lubed with his cum. He began to pick up a pace, fucking me hard in the ass as I began to enjoy it.
“Oh, yes! Fuck me in the ass like your little slut, baby!” I moaned.
A new wave of pleasure coursed over my body as he fucked my tight, virgin hole. It was my first time doing anal, but I briefly had a thought that I could get used to it, especially with a cock as nice as his. I began to moan as he pushed his cock deep inside my asshole. He pistoned in and out of me, roughly squeezing my ass and tits from behind. He buried himself farther inside me with each stroke, and just as I began to near my orgasm, my phone rang.
I looked at my phone, my boyfriend still pounding my ass from behind. The screen clearly showed “Nick” was calling me. In my drunken state, I simply said “how are you calling me?” before picking up the phone.
“Hel-” I was interrupted by my boyfriend bottoming out in my ass, his balls slapping against my pussy. “Oh fuck!” I moaned instinctively, realizing I was still on the phone. It was weird, but it turned me on knowing that someone might be able to hear me getting fucked from behind. I tried again.
“Hello?” I asked, speaking directly into the phone.
“Rachel? What happened? Where are you and why is your mother in our room?” I instantly recognized it was Nick’s voice. I couldn’t believe it. The gravity of the situation didn’t quite register.
“Who is this?” I asked, hoping I was mistaken.
“It’s your boyfriend, Nick. Why aren’t you at our room? And what just happened?” he asked, referring to my earlier interruption on the phone.
My stomach dropped. If it was my boyfriend on the phone, who was I fucking right now?
“Um, something came up,” I lied, “I have to call you back.” I abruptly hung up the phone, and at the same time realized I was very close to my orgasm.
“Who was it, baby?” my partner asked, still sliding his thick cock in and out of my asshole. At last, I finally figured out what was off. I recognized his voice, and it wasn’t my boyfriend’s.
He leaned over me, squeezing my breasts and ass with his rough hands. “Oh fuck, baby. I’m about to cum!” he said, groaning.
I reached towards the nearby light, pulling the string. Light shot through the room as I turned my head. I saw my father, fucking me hard from behind.
“Daddy!?” I screamed. It was too late, though, I was about to cum.
“Rachel?” he yelled, stilling fucking my tight ass with his cock before he could register what was happening.
As he pushed in one last time, I began to orgasm. “Oh fuck, Daddy!” I screamed, convulsing on the bed, his thick cock still buried deep inside my ass.
“Oh God! I’m sorry princess, I can’t hang on any longer! I’m cumming!” he yelled as he began to tense up.
I continued to climax, still impaled on his cock as he instinctively grabbed my hips and squeezed my ass. I felt his enormous cock twitch inside me, shooting ropes of his cum deep inside my asshole.
“Daddy!” I tried to object as I came on his cock. “Stop… fucking… me! You’re cumming in my ass!” I squeaked out, unable to speak clearly. I arched my back as he came inside me; I instinctively began rubbing my own breasts.
I felt my father’s massive load of cum drench the inside my ass, filling me completely. His massive cock bottomed out deep inside me as my orgasm subsided.
“Daddy! Your cock is inside me!” I yelled out, recovering from my climax. I could still feel his balls emptying inside my tight ass.
“I’m sorry, baby. Your ass is so tight!” he said, pulling his massive cock out of my ass. As he pulled out, one last rope of his cum shot onto my face as I turned, landing across my hair and the side of my cheek. Instinctively I stuck my tongue out, tasting his cum on the side of my face. I couldn’t help but briefly think how good he tasted.
Finally, I collapsed on the bed, both of my tight, young holes filled to the brim with my father’s hot seed. My body was sore and cum oozed out of my recently fucked pussy and asshole.
“What the fuck? I exclaimed, speaking first. I turned towards my father, wondering what happened. “How?” I began, “Why were you fucking me? I’m your daughter!”
My father spoke, explaining himself: “I had no clue, princess! I thought you were your mother! Why are you even in our suite? Holy fuck.”
“Your suite? Is this the place you and mom were going? Fuck! I must have picked up the wrong key.” I said, getting frantic. “I can’t believe I just fucked my own Dad!” I said, the situation slowly settling in.
“I’m so sorry, honey. I didn’t know it was you! You couldn’t tell it wasn’t Nick?” he asked, obviously concerned.
“I probably had a few too many drinks. You felt… different… but I just shook it off. That explains a lot.” I said, thinking about what had just happened.
“It explains a lot? How?” he asked, confused.
“Well, you’re, uh, much bigger than he is.” I said, unable to believe I was talking with my father about this. “And way different. I’ve never cum so hard in my life” I said, trailing off, realizing what I’d said was inappropriate. After all, it was my father. “You couldn’t tell I wasn’t mom?
“Oh… You look a lot like your mom, baby. I couldn’t tell the difference in the dark. You just seems more into it.” He said. It was true that I did look a lot like my mother. We both had similar builds and I was often told I looked just like her when she was younger.
Just then, the consequences of what had happened crossed my mind. My father came inside my pussy. I wasn’t on the pill.
“Daddy. PLEASE tell me you’ve had a vasectomy.” I said in a low whimper.
“No, why?” he asked, unaware of the situation.
“What the hell!? Why did you cum inside me, then? I’m not on the pill!” I was freaking out at this point.
“Why aren’t you on the pill, Rachel? Your mom is, so I just assumed it was fine! Why did you let me fuck you knowing that?”
“Nick is sterile. We’ve never had to worry about that. Oh my god!” I said, bringing my hand down over my womb.
“My own father came inside my pussy! What if I get pregnant? I ovulate at this time of the month!” I was very scared, but I also felt something else. I was strangely aroused at the thought of getting impregnated, even by my own father. The naughtiness of it turned me on. That said, I was definitely not ready to be a mother.
“What are we gonna do, Daddy!? I exclaimed, turning over and burying my head in his chest. I’d forgotten we were completely naked, and my nude body pressed closely to his.
He ran his fingers through my hair, calming me down. “It’s okay, princess. We’ll figure it out.”
I calmed down for a moment, before slowly realizing his hand was resting on my ass. I looked up at him, questioningly. “Daddy?” I said, motioning towards his hand.
“Oh shit!” he said, immediately removing it. “I’m sorry baby, I just set it there instinctually. Your ass is just so nice…” he said, trailing off.
I felt myself get wet as he explained himself. It was so wrong, but it felt amazing being handled by his rough hands.
“Daddy, what are we going to do? Nick was on the phone; he might have heard you fucking me in the ass!” The thought of my boyfriend listening to me fuck my own father drove me crazy. I was actually still horny, and I was ashamed to admit it but I felt empty without my father’s huge cock inside me.
“Well,” he said, thinking about it, “I really don’t think he could tell anything was up. You just swore, right? I’m not sure why you answered your phone during that anyway, though.” He said, looking at me confused.
I blushed a deep red, realizing it was kind of embarrassing. I tried to explain myself: “well I thought it was kind of naughty to talk to someone on the phone while getting fucked. Plus, I wanted to know why you… or Nick, was calling me.” I couldn’t believe I was talking to my dad so casually about sex, especially after he was the one who just fucked me.
“I’m so sorry about all this, baby. God. What kind of father fucks his own daughter?” he said, looking down.
“It’s okay, dad. You didn’t know. Neither did I. We just have to pretend it never happened. Speaking of which, though, why did you cum inside my ass?” I said, turning my head, looking down towards my freshly fucked asshole.
“What?” he said, surprised. I knew I shouldn’t be asking, but I felt like some of the walls had broken down between us.
“You came inside me. Couldn’t you have pulled out?” I repeated.
“Oh…” he said, pausing. He looked ashamed. “Your ass is just so tight. When you turned the light on, the sight of my cock buried inside your ass pushed me over the edge. I couldn’t pull out in time. I’m really sorry about that, princess.” He said, looking at my ass once again. I could faintly see lust in his eyes.
I started to forget that I was talking to my father. All the talk of sex was getting my even hornier. “Do you even like my ass, Daddy? It feels so stretched and sore now. You probably think I’m some cum slut, now.” I whispered, looking down.
My father’s hand moved to my chin, lifting it up. He looked me in the eyes and kissed my forehead, forgetting our situation, and explained himself. “Of course not, Rachel! You’re my daughter. I’ll always love you.”
“Really?” I said, strangely seeking some sort of approval from my father.
“Yes.” He said, looking my body over again. “And uh, actually, you have one of the nicest asses I’ve ever seen in my life. It’s fucking perfect. I’ve never had such a good fuck in my life.” He said, embarrassed. This time he was the one blushing.
“Thanks, Daddy.” I said, looking him in the eye. “I love you.”
I don’t know what it was, but as I said that, I felt our dynamic change. I closed my eyes instinctively, and leaned in towards him. Our lips met again, our tongues softly teasing one another. It wasn’t the type of kiss a daughter should be having with her father. It sent electricity down my spine. I momentarily felt his hand cup my breast, before he suddenly broke it.
I opened my eyes, looking at him. He was staring at me. Finally, he spoke: “We shouldn’t be doing this, baby.” He said, pushing me away and getting up.
Right then I realized what I’d done and looked away immediately, extremely embarrassed.
“We shouldn’t be doing this! I need to take a shower. You need to get ahold of Nick and explain why you didn’t show up.” He said, walking swiftly towards the bathroom.
I was embarrassed and, though it was wrong, sad; however, I knew he was right. I dialed Nick and put the phone to my ear, hearing the shower go on.
“Hello? Rachel?” I heard Nick say as he picked up the phone.
“Hey, Nick…” I said quietly.
“Where are you?” he said, quizzically.
“Um, I’m in my car, about 10 minutes away from the hotel.” I lied.
“What? Why? I’ve been wondering what happened to you! Your mom is still here, and apparently she hasn’t seen your dad either. Apparently they were staying here too. Have you seen him?”
“No, I haven’t seen him. I didn’t know they were here. Listen-” I said, trying to explain.
“No, Rachel. Why did you blow me off?” he said, interrupting me. “And why did you hang up on me?” he said. I could tell he was mad.
“Sorry, Nick. Something came up. I can tell you in person. Can we meet up in like an hour?” I said, trying to give myself time to figure everything out.
“I’ll be in the hotel lobby in 30 minutes. You need to explain to me what happened.” He said, not understanding.
“Wait, Nick.” I spoke, attempting to get more time. Just as I said that he abruptly hung up the phone, leaving me speechless.
I needed to get ready, and fast. I stood up and looked at myself in the mirror in the room. I was still covered in my father’s cum, and my lipstick and makeup were completely smeared. There was still some cum in my hair and on the side of my face. It dripped down onto my breast as gravity took ahold. I was still wearing my thigh highs, but they, too, were stained with cum. I looked exactly like the situation I was in: like I’d just been having sex moments before.
I desperately needed to shower and fix my makeup. Luckily I’d kept some in my bag, but I remembered my father was in the bathroom. I cursed the fact that a supposed suite only had one bathroom. I realized what I needed to do.
I took off my stockings and walked to the bathroom door. I knocked on it and then opened it without waiting for a response. I looked around, seeing my father’s figure showering through the frosted glass door. I didn’t have time to wait for my dad to finish. I needed to get ready soon. I reasoned that it didn’t really matter if he saw me naked any more, after all he’d been fucking me just moments before.
I opened the frosted glass door, stepping in. Finally, my father heard me and turned around, his hand around his member.
“Rachel?” he exclaimed. “What the fuck are you doing in here?”
I looked down at his manhood, which he was soaping up and apparently cleaning thoroughly. I pulled my gaze from his large cock and gave a futile attempt at covering myself, for no reason.
“Sorry, Daddy. Nick told me I needed to be in the bar in 30 minutes. I didn’t have time to wait for you to finish. Just let me wash myself in the corner, don’t mind me.” I said, trying to convince myself as well.
“Baby, it’s weird. We’re both naked.” He said, blatantly staring at my now wet breasts.
“Well it’s not like it matters any more. You’ve seen me naked, now, and you just came in my pussy and ass. I think we’re way past that.” I said, turning around to wash myself.
I soaped up my breasts and tight body, washing away the sweat and smell of sex. I tried to “freshen” myself up, but I could still feel my dad’s cum inside both my ass and pussy. I momentarily looked behind, to my surprise seeing my father pumping his cock while he cleaned it. It immensely turned me on, but I had to focus on the task at hand.
I realized there was still cum in my hair, so I bent over to start shampooing. Just then, I heard my father turn towards me and start speaking.
“Honey, can you pass me the shampoo?” he said, spinning towards me without paying attention. As I bent over, I felt his cock accidentally press into my pussy lips.
I yelped at the sudden touch, feeling his cock hard in between my as cheeks as it pressed harder into my tight hole. “Daddy!” I yelled, trying to move away.
“Fuck baby, I didn’t see you!”
I tried to stand up so I could back away from his cock, when I lost my footing on the slippery stone tile. “Daddy!” I screamed, falling backwards.
In one movement my father lunged forward, catching me in his hands against the wall. His arm was around my waist, cupping my ass, while his other hand supported us both against the wall. I was pinned to the cold tile, and my naked, wet body was pressed against my father’s.
I looked into his eyes, about to thank him for catching me. As our eyes met, we lost ourselves in the moment. He brought his lips to mine, kissing me hard against the bathroom wall. His free hand squeezed my ass roughly, sending shivers down my spine. As we regained our balance, his other hand roamed over my wet body, running over my stomach and squeezing my perky breasts.
“You’re so fucking sexy, baby. Your tits are fucking perfect.” He growled, pinching one of my nipples.
“Daddy!” I moaned into his mouth, his rough hand still groping my body. I’d given up any objections now, and it looked like he had too. I reached between our bodies, grabbing his hard cock in my small hand, pumping it lightly.
“Oh fuck, baby!” he groaned as my soft hand ran up and down the length of his enormous shaft. He really was the biggest I’d ever seen. I licked my lips as I flashed back to his giant, pulsating cock stretching my tight pussy.
He picked my petite frame up with both hands, squeezing my ass and pressing me against the wall. His mouth enveloped my hard nipples, still very sensitive from our earlier session. He held me against the wall, lining his manhood up to my tight, sopping pussy. His enormous cockhead pressed into my womanhood.
“Wait, Daddy.” I said, breathing roughly as I tried to stop him. “What about Nick? This is wrong!” I said, suddenly getting cold feet.
“He can wait. I don’t care anymore. I’m gonna fuck my gorgeous daughter’s tight pussy.” He exclaimed, breathing heavily. He pressed his lips to mine once more, hungrily making love to his only daughter.
With that, he pushed his cock deep inside me. I gasped as his girth entered me once again, but this time I was more used to it. I wrapped my legs around him and moved my hips in sync with his.
“Okay, Daddy! I don’t care either! Just fuck me! Fuck your horny slut of a daughter and cum in my pussy!” I screamed, impaled on his enormous shaft. I’d lost any reservations. I didn’t care about Nick, I didn’t care about him cumming inside me. I just wanted to get fucked.
He fucked me roughly against the wall, his large cock stretching my pussy even more. He pumped in and out of my pussy until we both neared the edge.
“Fuck, princess! I’m about to cum!” he groaned, still ramming his cock into my tight cunt.
“Me too, Daddy! Cum inside me! Fill me up like your little cum slut!” I yelled, biting his neck lightly.
“Oh fuck!” he yelled, unleashing his load for a third time. I climaxed as I felt his hot, potent seed fill my fertile womb. His cum shot deep inside me as I contracted on his cock, milking him for all he was worth.
“I love you, Daddy!” I said, softly pecking him on the lips.
“I love you too, Rachel!” he replied, still looking at me with lust in his eyes.
We fucked all night and into the morning. Nick called me several times all night, but I never picked up. My dad texted my Mom saying he was stuck at work, and we enjoyed the rest of our evening. By morning my body was completely sore, I’d never been fucked so thoroughly in my entire life. Both of us knew we could never go back to a normal father daughter relationship.
Over the next few weeks I broke up with Nick, still not telling him what had happened. My father and I met and fucked at every chance we got.
Finally, about three weeks later, I drove to my father’s house to tell him some interesting news. I’d missed my period.
I knocked on the door and my mother answered, opening the door.
“Hey sweetie!” she said, grabbing her purse off the kitchen counter as I stepped inside the house. “What’s up?”
“Hey Mom. I’m just here to talk to Dad. Going somewhere?” I asked, noticing she looked ready to leave.
“Yeah, I’m just going to a movie. You’ve been visiting a lot more, haven’t you, honey?” she asked.
I blushed, thinking about my relationship with my dad. “Oh, maybe.” I said, nonchalantly. “I guess I just missed you guys more now that Nick and I broke up.”
“Sorry, sweetie. I’m sure you’ll find someone else. Anyway, I’m going to be late for my movie, so I’ll see you later. Have fun with your father.”
“Oh, I will.” I thought to myself. “Okay, bye Mom.” I said aloud as she stepped out the door.
As she closed the door, I called up the stairs. “Daddy? Where are you? I have to talk to you.”
“I’m up here, honey!” I heard my father yell from his room.
I walked up the stairs and into my parents’ room, seeing my father laying on the bed watching TV.
“Hey princess! What’s up?” he said, lighting up as he saw me.
“Hey Daddy!” I said, running over to him as he got up. I got on my tip toes and gave him a quick peck on the lips. “I have good news!”
“What is it, baby?” he said, putting his hands on my waist and pulling me closer to him. He lightly squeezed my ass as he waited for me to tell him.
“Well, Daddy. I missed my period, so I took a pregnancy test this morning. I’m pregnant!” I exclaimed. I was kind of nervous about his reaction, but I hoped he would take it well.
His eyes widened as I told him. “Are you serious, Rachel?” he asked, calmly.
“Yes… Are you mad, Daddy?” I asked, looking down.
Suddenly, I felt him place his hands on my waist. He lifted me up with his hands, cupping my ass. “Are you kidding? I’m ecstatic! I’m so fucking happy, baby!” he said, kissing me passionately.
I broke the kiss. “Really, Daddy!?” I exclaimed. I once again pressed my soft lips to his; his tongue lightly teased mine.
“Of course, baby. I love you! I can’t wait for you to have our child!”
I was overjoyed. I was so worried he’d be mad. I wasn’t sure I was ready to be a mother, but I felt much better in the arms of my dad.
He set me down on the bed, climbing over me as I laid back. “Are you still gonna think I’m sexy when I’m all fat and pregnant?” I asked, biting my lip.
He cupped my breast through my dress, massaging my sensitive nipples through the material. “You’re so fucking sexy, and you’ll be even sexier when you’re carrying my child.”
“Thanks, Daddy!” I giggled, blushing slightly. “What now?”
“Well right now, I’m gonna fuck my gorgeous daughter and future mother of my child.” He said, his hand wandering under the skirt of my dress. I pulled my dress off of my body, revealing my perky breasts and wet panties.
He unbuckled his trousers and hooked my panties with his thumb, completely ripping them off. He tossed them to the side and lined up his cock to my tight, sopping pussy.
“Fuck me, Daddy! Fuck your pregnant slut of a daughter!” I screamed as he once again pushed his cock deep inside me, filling my waiting, pregnant womb.