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"Suck it, baby...suck daddy's great big cock!"

Jake tossed his head back, grunting loudly as cum erupted from the end of his dick.

"Shit!" He cursed as he gazed down at his computer—cum was everywhere. On the monitor, a porn actress, her dark hair in pigtails—even though she appeared to be at least thirty—was on her knees in front of a grey-haired man, who was busily thrusting his cock deep into her mouth while he urged her to suck harder.

Sighing, Jake turned off his computer and stood, using tissues to mop up the mess he'd made.

Wadding them, he tossed the tissues in the trashcan before heading to the bathroom to take a quick shower. Really, he thought, who hires these actresses? This one had obviously left her teen years more than a decade ago, with a hard look about her that was neither youthful nor appealing. Still, the fantasy was hot and it got him off big-time.

He soaped his body up, saving his cock for last. Once, a couple of years ago, he'd come across a porn clip that had a girl in it that looked very much like his own daughter with pale skin, pink cheeks, wavy blonde hair that fell below her shoulders and sky-blue eyes. The best had been her small, perfect tits and perfectly smooth pussy. Jesus, he'd come to that clip hundreds of times before accidentally deleting it during a hard-drive reformat; he'd never found it again although he'd searched online for months.

He wondered what his daughter, Emily, would say if she knew dear old dad sometimes liked to imagine himself laying on top of her while pounding her tender pussy with jackhammer thrusts until they both came in ecstatic joy.

Probably that he was a pervert, right before she called Child Protective Services.

He soaped his cock, hardening slightly as his hand moved on his shaft, thoughts of his daughter still in his head. Shit, he really was a pervert, closing his eyes as he enjoyed the sensations.

"Yeah, baby, just like that...stroke Daddy's cock the way he likes," speaking softly, imagining his daughter's hand on him.

Emily was the love of his life and had been from the day she'd come into this world. He'd never had any sexual interest in her when she was younger but lately, since she'd turned eighteen and his wife had left him, leaving just him and Emily alone in the house, things had changed—at least for him.

She was a beautiful girl, with perky breasts, tipped with pretty pink nipples and a bald pussy—something he'd learned when he'd accidentally walked into her room without knocking and found her changing clothes. She'd screamed at him to get out but it was too late, the image of her naked body was seared into his memory and had served as masturbatory fodder for the past five months—like now.

His hand moved faster on his cock, thrusting into his soapy fist, imagining it was his daughter's tight sheath he was fucking.

"Jesus, baby...that feels good," hips jerking hard.

Home from classes, Emily opened the back door and tossed her backpack on the kitchen counter.

"Dad, I'm home!" she called out, but when there was no answer, she grabbed a soft drink from the fridge, drinking it down quickly. Tossing the empty can in the recycling bin, she picked up her backpack and headed upstairs to her room, figuring her dad was out running errands. Once in her bedroom, she stripped off her clothes and headed to the bathroom to shower only to remember she'd used the last of the shower gel yesterday. Rolling her eyes, she slipped into her robe and hurried down to Daddy's bedroom, planning to steal the bottle from his own bathroom. As she entered his bedroom, she noticed his bathroom door was slightly ajar but it wasn't until she was practically at the threshold that she heard the shower running, indicating he was home. Backing up to leave, she was brought to a dead stop as she heard him speak.

"Yeah baby, fuck daddy's cock...he needs your pussy so badly."

Although the words were softly spoken, Emily could hear them as clearly as though she was standing in the bathroom with him. Who was Daddy having sex with? And why was he referring to himself as Daddy to whomever this...this...sugar baby was? She was surprised how angry she felt to think of some other girl calling her father "Daddy." There was only one person allowed to call him Daddy and that was her! Sneaking closer, she stood quietly by the door, trying to figure out who was with her father.

"God yes...you feel so good on Daddy's dick...take it, Emily...take it all!" Jake's hand slammed against his body as he jacked himself, getting closer to cumming. His body tensed as he felt the familiar tingle in his balls.

Emily's eyes went big as she heard him speak. Was Daddy imagining he was fucking her? No, that couldn't be true...there had to be another girl in there, one with the same name as herself.

Peeking into the bathroom, she found her father totally alone in the glass-encased shower, whipping his hand up and down his cock...his huge cock.

"Jesus! I'm cumming, baby...cumming deep in your little pussy!" His hips jerked as he came hard, squirting his seed in long ropy strands that landed on the tiled wall. Shuddering, weak-kneed, he propped his hand against the wall to hold himself up. "Fuck, that was good!"

Emily quickly backed up, returning to her bedroom. Once there, she closed the door, sitting on the edge of her bed, completely shocked by what she'd seen and heard. Her dad fantasized about fucking her?

She'd never seen a guy cum before and was surprised by how erotic it had been to watch it shooting from the tip of her daddy's cock. Without even thinking, her finger wormed inside her robe and down between her thighs, finding her clit. She began to rub as she lay back on the bed, her feet hanging over the side, thighs parted. One hand rose to knead her breast, pinching her nipple between her thumb and forefinger, imagining it was Daddy who did that with his mouth and teeth. She was so wet...so excited, rubbing frantically between her legs as she closed her eyes, remembering what she'd seen. Her daddy's cock was so big...so long...so thick...and the way he'd stroked it as he called out her name—he'd actually cum thinking of her!

Her fingers rubbed faster, hips grinding on the bed, cheeks pink with color.

"Fuck me, daddy! Please fuck me!" As she said the words, she pumped her finger into her sodden hole, imagining it was her daddy's cock that slammed deep and hard inside—only it wasn't. Her finger couldn't compare to her daddy's big dick.

"Omigod!" she whined, feeling a rush of pleasure flood her body. "I'm cumming, daddy!" squealing softly as she plunged her finger as deep as it would go, thighs clamped tightly shut, body tense and arched as her pussy convulsed with hard, sharp contractions. When finished cumming, she slumped back onto the bed, legs spread lewdly wide, a sheen of girly juices on her pink, silky folds.

Outside his daughter's bedroom door, Jake removed his eye from the keyhole he'd been peeking through and slowly straightened. Shit! Did he just see what he thought he had? Hell yes, he had! If he hadn't cum twice already, he'd be in her room and in her little pussy right now. He made his way back to his bedroom, deep in thought.

He loved his daughter, the way a father should—but something in his feelings had shifted once he'd divorced Emily's mother, because he'd discovered she'd been cheating on him. At first, he hadn't dated because he had Emily's feelings to consider—it was hard enough knowing her mom had been slutting around town with a number of men without him bringing women home. Besides, his work kept him busy which didn't leave a lot a time to meet women, except for an occasional hook-up, so watching internet porn and using his hand had to do for now.

Only he wanted more than porn and his hand so, slowly over time, he'd started to fantasize about Emily, imagine him fucking her the way a woman should be fucked and best of all, imagining her absolutely loving it.

He was grateful she'd chosen him over her mother, but then she'd always been a daddy's girl...his precious little princess...and that would never change, regardless of what might between them in the future.

In his bedroom, he tried to decide what to do next. Was he actually considering making his daughter a sexual partner? In his mind, she was perfection: perfect body, perfect face, perfect breasts, perfect ass. He'd be willing to bet she had the perfect pussy too—tight and gripping. But did he really want to find out? Fantasy was one thing—reality, another.

Hell yes, he wanted to find out! Even now, his cock was coming to life again at just the thought of drilling deep inside his daughter's pussy.

He didn't want to force her into anything—that wasn't his style; besides, he loved Emily—but what if he could get her to voluntarily fuck him? While force wasn't his thing, persuasion was more than permissible and he was a good salesman. Hell, that was his job. His cock gave a slight jerk, as though nodding its head 'yes' to his plan.

He grinned. Okay, persuasion, it was—now to come up with a plan.

The next day found Jake making his rounds to various clients. He was a sales consultant to several large companies in town—which meant he worked out of his home office a great deal of the time—but not today. His schedule was booked throughout the day so he'd told Emily at breakfast they'd go out to dinner when he returned home.

After she'd left for classes, he'd pulled up one of his favorite daddy/daughter porn movies, leaving it running on his computer before he left the house...carefully looped...so, hopefully, she'd find it when she came home. That was the first step of his plan—letting her know he had an interest in that sort of sexual fantasy—and might be willing to turn fantasy into reality.

She obviously had similar fantasies, judging from what he'd seen through the keyhole of her bedroom door yesterday, when she called out his name as she came. He was curious about what had put that fantasy into her head—hopefully, he'd find out soon...preferably when he was on top of her, fucking the shit out of her tight little sheath.

With that optimistic thought in mind, he headed out the door.

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The school day had been a long one and Emily couldn't wait to get home and lock herself in her bedroom. All day long, her pussy had throbbed and drooled juices as she remembered the look on her daddy's face when he came in the shower, yelling out her name. She needed to cum badly, planning to play with her pussy before she did anything else once she got home.

She pulled her car into the driveway, quickly bringing it to a stop. She practically ran into the house, calling out her dad's name before remembering he wouldn't be home for a few more hours—perfect, because it gave her plenty of time to take care of her needy pussy.

Running lightly up the steps to the second floor, she paused when she heard voices coming from Daddy's office. Had daddy come home early? Making her way down the hall, she pushed the door to his office open but found it empty, the voices coming from his computer. Realizing it was only something he'd left mistakenly running before leaving this morning, she turned to head back to her room. She had taken only a few steps when a bit of dialogue stopped her dead in her tracks.

"What a good girl you are! You love daddy's cock, don't you? Love to fuck it and suck it? And daddy loves that pretty pink pussy of yours. Spread your legs, honey...daddy needs to cum so badly."

WTF? Emily hurried to the computer, staring at the screen. On it, a man was fucking a young girl on the kitchen table, her thighs spread wide as he thrust into her, grunting like an animal on top of her. The girl looked a little like herself, only her hair was red. She realized Daddy must have been watching this before he left the house, forgetting to turn it off.

So this is the sort of porn he enjoyed watching? When he watched, did he imagine himself doing these things to her own pussy?

She could feel her juices sliding down to dampen the crotch of her panties at the thought of her daddy fucking her the way this man was doing his daughter. Sitting in Daddy's chair, she reached under her skirt to slip her panties down to her ankles, spreading her legs wide. She found her clit and began to rub. God, this was hot...watching a father and his daughter fucking onscreen, wondering if they were really related or just actors. Pulling her top and bra off, she squeezed her breasts roughly while her fingers continued to rub her slippery nub.

"Daddy..." she whispered, "I need you in me so badly."

Jake stood frozen in the doorway as he heard his daughter's words. His last meeting had been canceled so he'd gotten home earlier than expected. Entering the house quietly, in hopes of catching Emily playing with herself again, he still hadn't expected to find her in his office watching the porn clip he'd left playing. He'd hoped she'd find it and realize he was open to this sort of sexual activity but actually finding her in his chair, her hand working frantically between her legs, was an unexpected bonus.

His cock hardened as he watched his baby girl playing with her pussy, hearing the wet sounds her finger made as it pumped her slit.

Emily thrust her finger deep into her hole before adding a second, then a third. She placed the soles of her feet on the edge of daddy's desk, knees wide apart as she pumped deep, her eyes never leaving the action on the screen.

"I wish it was you in my pussy, daddy...I wish it was you fucking my little hole hard like this man."

Quietly, Jake approached Emily, wanting to get right behind her before revealing his presence. He looked down, watching her firm breasts bouncing in time with the movements of her fingers as she cunt-fucked herself.

He wrapped his hand around her body, pinning her to the chair, while his other hand snaked down her body, pushing her own hand aside so he could cup her smooth mound with his own.

"It can be, baby," said Jake. "Let Daddy help you."

"Daddy!" Emily shrieked, horrified to know her dad had not only caught her watching this porn but with her own fingers buried in her pussy at the same time. Her face flushed with humiliation as she tried to get away, wanting to run back to her room and hide but his arm around her tightened, holding her in place.

"Shh...it's okay, baby. Daddy likes to see you enjoying yourself—and to find out you like the same sort of videos he does." He leaned down, his hand still cupping her pussy as his lips latched onto hers. He kissed her deeply, feeling her body frozen in shock. Any minute, she might come to her senses and push him away, so he had to act quickly. Still kissing her, he inserted his own finger into her little hole, pumping deeply while letting his thumb graze her clit with each thrust. He captured the moan of pleasure she made in his mouth, noting the way her hips jerked up to meet the inward thrust of his finger. A sense of elation filled him, knowing in that instant, he had her.

As Emily's feeling of shock subsided, pleasure moved swiftly to take its place. She kissed her father back, tentatively at first, but soon with increasing passion as his fingers stirred her up. She gave a soft whimper as his fingers slid from her pussy, but realized it was only to remove her clothing, and then his. When they were both naked, he lifted her in his arms, carrying her down to his bedroom to lay her gently on the bed. She stared at him wide-eyed as he got into bed next to her.

"Daddy?"

"It's okay, princess...this is about love, not just sex. Daddy needs you so badly...more than you know." He took Emily's hand and placed it on his cock, moving it up and down. "Stroke daddy like this...make me really hard."

Emily obediently did as her father asked, eyes staring at his thick shaft. It was so hot in her hand, veins springing up, the head reddening. "Can I taste it, Daddy?" Weird, she'd never sucked a guy's cock before but watching the girl in that porno do it to her daddy...and seeing her own Dad's gorgeous cock...actually had her mouth watering.

Jake groaned at his daughter's question. "Yes, baby...take daddy's cock in your precious mouth." He lay back on the bed as she got between his legs, feeling her dainty fingers on his shaft. Holy fuck, it felt good! As he watched her parted lips move closer to his cock, he knew it was about to get even better.

"Lick the head, sweetie...mmm, yes, just like that," groaning with pleasure as her pink tongue slid wetly over his cock, like it was the most delicious lollipop in the world. "Put it in your mouth, baby...suck daddy's big cock."

Emily took him into her hot, wet mouth, tongue busily scrubbing the sensitive spot beneath the head, as she started to suck.

"That feels great, princess!" Jake couldn't believe how good it felt. She wasn't the best cocksucker in the world...yet...but the eroticism of having his own daughter suck him, more than made up for her lack of experience.

He fucked his cock deeper, loving the feel of her slippery tongue as he thrust into her mouth. Grabbing her head with both hands, he held her tightly, keeping her seated on her cock.

The minute he thrust his cock into her mouth, something shifted in him. She wasn't daddy's little princess anymore; she was daddy's little slut...the one who was going to take care of his cock from now on, the one who would make sure he never went to bed horny, the one who took his first seed of the morning. She better like cock because from now on, she was going to have one shoved deep inside one of her holes several times a day.

He heard her gag as he started to ram deep but didn't care, pounding the back of her throat hard. He wanted to shove it down her tight gullet but didn't want to scare her off the first time. Soon, he promised himself, he would have her trained as daddy's perfect cocksucker. She would not only drink gallons of his cum, she would learn to love every slimy spoonful.

He could feel his orgasm approaching but wasn't ready for it yet...he still had more things he wanted to do with his daughter. He slipped from her mouth, hearing her take a gasping breath. Grabbing her body, he hauled her up the bed, flipping her onto her back before sliding over her small body. He kissed her, tongue slipping into her mouth, exploring her honeyed sweetness.

"Daddy," Emily whimpered, feeling his weight press her into the mattress.

"Daddy loves you, baby slut...you're so good to take care of daddy's cock the way he needs." He wedged his body between her thighs. Emily was a petite girl but he'd never realized how small she was until he was laying on top of her. He was a big man, in peak physical condition, and found the contrast between their sizes incredibly erotic; he practically dwarfed her.

"Daddy, I'm not sure if we should do this..."

"It's okay, baby...I am sure. It's what I want—and it's what you need. Just wait, you'll see I'm right." He planted his cock at the entrance to her pussy, gathering up her juices. Was she still a virgin? He was about to find out.

He pushed steadily inward...hearing her tiny squeal as he met resistance...and then it was over as he surged inside, tearing the small bit of skin at the entrance of her cunt. He gave a deep groan of satisfaction as he worked himself deeper, knowing he'd been his daughter's first.

Emily gave a soft whimper as Daddy shoved inside her pussy. Omigod, he was so big...so hard. It stung at first but didn't so much now. She stared at his chest, having to tilt her head back to look into his face. His eyes were closed, a look of incredible satisfaction on his face so it must feel really good for him. That made her happy

"Put your legs around my waist, baby slut." 

Emily did as she was told, holding onto her daddy's arms. He pulled his hips back and, for a moment, she thought he was pulling out, but the next instant he slammed his cock deep, pounding hard against her cervix. She squealed loudly in surprise. 

Jake began to stroke deeply, fucking this baby cunt. Jesus, it was good...the tightest pussy he'd ever fucked; it squeezed his dick like a fist. "So fucking good," he groaned, pummeling his daughter's cunt the way a pussy was meant to be fucked: hard, fast, rough and deep. 

"Oh, Daddy!" Emily clutched her father's body as he fucked her. All discomfort was gone now, her juices lubing her hole as he stroked powerfully inside. Each grinding thrust increased her pleasure, her hardened nipples scraping against his hairy chest as he rocked against her. "Don't stop, Daddy...it feels so good." 

Jake leaned down, his lips capturing his daughter's...shoving his tongue down her throat. "I'm never going to stop fucking you, baby. You're Daddy's new fucktoy now...your only job is to house Daddy's dick whenever he needs it, right?" 

Emily had a hard time responding as Daddy's cock continued to jab hard and fast into her sodden hole, moaning softly before able to respond, "Yes, daddy." 

Jake smiled, speeding up his thrusts. He placed his hands around the top of his daughter's head, linking his fingers together, holding her in place so he could ram her brutally hard. This is what this cunt needed...a good, hard daddy fuck...and he was just the man to give it to her—the only man to give it to her from now on. He'd been her first and he would be her last. From now on, she would crave daddy dick as much as he craved giving it to her. 

He looked into her eyes, an intense expression in his own. "What are you?" 

Emily tried to concentrate on his words, not sure what he was asking. "Your daughter, Daddy." 

Jake slammed his cock in her as hard as he could, practically punching a hole in her pussy. "I said, what are you!" his voice raised, as he fucked this cunt. HIS cunt. 

Emily tried to think what her dad said before. "Your fucktoy?" 

Jake leaned down, kissing her sweet, pink lips. "Yes, you're Daddy's fucktoy...his cunt...his slut...his precious baby girl," smiling at her. "Who owns this cunt I'm fucking?" 

Emily couldn't keep still beneath him, her hips squirming and wriggling as she tried to get her daddy's cock even deeper. "You own my cunt, Daddy." 

Jake grinned. He couldn't believe how easy it had been—maybe because his daughter was a born slut. Thank god he'd discovered it now and not wasted another week in fantasy fucks when he could have the real thing in his bed every day. 

"Damn right, I do!" He increased the speed of his thrusts, nailing her to the bed with hard, brutal strokes that caused his balls to slam against her ass. "Daddy's gonna cum, baby slut!" 

Emily could feel the tension building in her own body. "I am too, Daddy!" 

"Do it! Cum on Daddy's big cock!" He stared down at her, wanting to see the exact moment Emily had her first orgasm on her daddy's cock as it skewered her little pussy. 

Emily squealed loudly, her body arching, arms and legs locked tightly around her father. "I'm cummminggg, Daddy!!" 

Shit, was she! Jake could feel her cunt spasming hard on his thrusting meat, sucking on it like a hungry mouth. "I'm cumming too, baby girl!" He rammed hard inside her cunt, holding himself deep, grunting loudly with each shuddering spasm. 

"Daddy's filling you up with his cum," he gasped. As his balls unloaded in her, he reached down to bite her breast hard, marking her as his. 

Emily shrieked in pain when he bit her...yet, at the same time, her pussy contracted sharply, a feeling of intense pleasure filling her. How was that possible—to experience pain and pleasure at the same instant? She wasn't sure, but she secretly hoped Daddy would do that again some day. 

Jake slid his tongue over the reddened marks his teeth left on her pale skin, before moving to capture her mouth. It had been a great fuck...maybe the best of his life—and was only destined to get better the more she learned. And she would learn lots because he was going to be a great teacher. His mind went wild thinking of all the things he could do with her—to her. She wasn't like women his age who felt they had the right to say no to any perverted thing he wanted to do—this was his daughter who was used to him as an authority figure—used to him having the last word. And he damn well was going to have the last word with her when it came to sex. He smiled inwardly, elated at the thought that if he could dream it, he could do it. 

"Did you like that, baby girl? Did you love fucking Daddy's cock...because it sure loved fucking your little pussy." His hand brushed a strand of hair from her eyes. She was beautiful after sex, blond hair mussed, cheeks pink and her lips swollen and bruised from his kisses. 

Emily nodded. "I wasn't sure at first but then, I really, really liked it, Daddy. It felt so good when you were...fucking me," looking a little shy using that word in front of her father. 

"When it's just us, you can use all the nasty words you want, baby," leaning down to take a hardened nipple between his teeth. He applied pressure, wondering how hard he could bite before she protested...getting his answer a few seconds later when he heard her soft squeal. He let go, sliding his tongue over the reddened nub, soothing it before kissing her tenderly. 

"I have so many things I want to teach you...and you're going to love them all and you know why?" 

Emily shook her head. "No, why, Daddy?" 

"Because your tiny pussy is going to cum so hard each time I fuck you, it's gonna feel like it's turning inside out," grinning down at her. 

Emily giggled, but felt her pussy clench tightly at his words. Already, she couldn't wait until the next time Daddy fucked her. It felt like heaven when she came with him deep in her belly—a billion times better than when she'd used her own fingers. She wanted to experience that feeling again, pretty sure she'd never be able to get enough of her daddy's cock. 

Jake rolled off of his daughter and lay on his back, totally relaxed. His large hand cupped the back of his daughter's head, as he helped push her up into a sitting position. "Lick my cock clean, baby slut," his voice soft, yet demanding. 

Emily grimaced when she saw her daddy's cock, all shiny with his cum and her girl juices. "I don't want to, Daddy." 

Jake slapped her face...not hard, but enough to let her know he meant business. "I said, clean Daddy's cock!" 

"Daddy!" Emily whined, but she shifted down the bed, leaning over to do as he said. Surprisingly, it wasn't as bad as she'd expected—more surprising was the way his command had gotten her aroused. Already, her pussy was starting to throb, as though begging for his cock to pound it to another orgasm. 

"Mmm...good girl. Daddy's obedient little slut." His hand was still on her head, but was caressing it gently as her tongue scrubbed him clean. The slap had been a test to see what she would do, and, surprisingly, she'd responded well to his roughness. 

What else would she respond well too? And how far would she be willing to go to please him? Only time would tell—and he had every intention of finding out

Emily woke slowly, the morning sunlight streaming through an open window. She felt tired and achy, like she'd spent all day in a Zumba class. As she recalled the reason for her sore muscles, her eyes flew open.

She'd fucked Daddy. Not once, not twice...but five times in the hours since he'd returned home yesterday to find her sitting in front of his computer, watching a daddy/daughter porn clip he'd left running. Not just watching...but frantically pumping her fingers in her pussy as she imagined her daddy doing to her what the man in the movie was doing to his daughter.

Daddy had given her orgasm after orgasm, each better than the one before until, exhausted, they'd both fallen into a deep sleep.

Turning slightly, she stared at him. She'd always known Daddy was a good-looking man—even her friends said so—but she'd never seen him as a man before, only as a father. Looking at him now with new eyes, she realized he was a total hunk—tall, broad-shouldered, a thick head of dark hair with just a sprinkling of gray—enough to make him look sexy, rather than old. There were crinkles at the corners of his eyes that deepened when he laughed—or when he came—as she'd learned during the night. And then there was his cock. It was as gorgeous as the rest of him, and so thick she couldn't get her hands all the way around it. It stretched her pussy deliciously.

Even now, staring at it, her pussy was getting wet, remembering how it felt pounding deep inside her little sheath last night.

Was it wrong to do what they had?

Dads weren't supposed to fuck their daughters, and daughters weren't supposed to enjoy it when they did—but she had. Just remembering how he'd felt on top of her—in her—made her pussy throb with renewed desire. Her fingers slid down her naked body, finding the pleasure kernel tucked between her thighs, rubbing it. She spread her thighs wide, slipping a finger into her slippery hole, pumping deep. Her hips rocked gently as she worked it in and out. It wasn't as good as Daddy's cock, but, for now, it would have to do.

Maybe there was something wrong with her, wishing it was her daddy's cock inside her pussy, bathing it with his hot cum but, if so, she didn't care—the pleasure he gave her was far more important than any societal laws or morality.

Something woke Jake and, as he tried to figure out what it was, he realized the bed was moving. Earthquake, he thought...but the answer became clear when he opened his eyes and saw his daughter playing with herself. Jesus, she was hot: eyes closed, tits gently swaying in time with her movements, thighs spread like the slut she was, and finger pumping her small, randy hole. His cock immediately stiffened at the sight. Daddy's little fucktoy, he thought, grabbing his shaft as he began to stroke, watching his baby slut pleasuring herself so wantonly.

As much as he wanted to fuck her, there was something erotic about watching her feverishly pumping her own tiny hole with her finger. Reaching for her hand, he placed it on his cock, smiling as her eyes flew open. "Stroke me with your little hand, princess."

Daddy's cock felt wonderful in her hand, hot and throbbing with life. She started to stroke him the way he'd taught her yesterday, while her other hand continued to abuse her own pussy.

"Daddy," moaning the words softly, "I need to cum."

He pressed his lips to hers, tongue delving into her mouth as he hungrily devoured her. She smelled so fresh...so youthful; it made his cock harden more. "I know, baby, Daddy needs to cum too."

His hips rocked as he fucked his cock into her fist like it was a cunt. Reaching down, he found her pulsating hole. Mmm..hot and wet, the way a cunt should be. He slipped one finger in next to hers before adding a second, and then a third. As she started to withdraw her own finger, he shook his head. "No, keep it there." His fingers began to roughly pummel the tiny space, churning her slippery girl juices into a froth.

Emily stared into her father's eyes as her hand moved up and down his cock, precum oiling his shaft, making it more slick.

He groaned with pleasure. "You love Daddy's big cock, don't you, baby girl?" whispering the words.

"Yes, Daddy, I love your cock." Each time her hand bumped the underside of his rim, he groaned appreciatively. She liked the way he sounded when he was aroused—even better was when he came, all those animalistic grunts and groans he made. After last night, she'd decided there was no sexier sound in the world than a man cumming—and she planned to make her daddy cum lots in the days ahead!

Jake loved the way her small body squirmed as he dug his fingers deep inside her wanton hole. She was a slut, no doubt about it. She loved cock...HIS cock and he was going to make sure she had plenty of it from now on.

As his fingers plunged deep inside her body, he felt her suddenly tense, a sharp keening cry breaking free from her throat as she began to cum. She rode his fingers fast and hard, hips jerking up and down to take them as deeply as possible, as her orgasm ripped through her small body.

Fuck, thought Jake, look at his little slut move! It felt like her cunt was going to squeeze his fingers off! He'd never felt a female cum as hard as his girl but he loved it, loved the whorish way her cunt sucked on his fingers. Shoving them deep, he wiggled them inside her clasping hole, keeping them pressed tight against the mouth of her womb as her body shuddered in pleasure next to his. He waited until she was finished, before leaning down to kiss her gently. "Did that feel good, baby?"

Emily looked dazed, needing a few seconds before she was capable of answering. "Omigod, yes, Daddy...it was fantastic! Thank you!"

Jake grinned at her manners, wondering how many other fathers could boast their daughters remembered to thank them after giving their pussy a good workout. Not many, he wagered...but then, not many were sexually using their baby girls the way they deserved.

Slipping his fingers from her sodden cunt, he licked her juices off. "Tasty," he said, winking at her. The mark his teeth left on her breast when he bit her yesterday was still there, although slightly faded. His finger traced it. It was like a brand, letting everyone know she belonged to him. Might have to leave another mark there when this one disappeared—and maybe on a few other parts of her body as well.

"Now it's Daddy's turn to cum, sweetie." He pulled her body closer to the bottom of the bed, before kneeling over her, straddling her head with his thighs while pointing his cock at her face. His thumb found her mouth, pressing inward to force it open. "Open wide, baby slut."

Obediently, Emily did as he asked, giving a small squeak when he instantly surged inside, thrusting his cock into her tiny maw.

Jake groaned at the feel of her tongue slithering all over the head of his cock. He lay over her, his arms on the mattress as he began to fuck her mouth, using it the same as he had her pussy the night before.

As he placed increasingly more weight on her, Emily's hands pushed at her father's body. It was hard to breath as he ground his cock into her mouth but she could tell by the way Daddy grunted that it felt good to him.

Jake rammed his baby bitch's face with hard, pounding strokes that caused his balls to slam beneath her chin. Okay, so he might not earn the "Father of the Year" award for what he was doing, but the great orgasms she gave him more than made up for it.

"Get ready, baby...Daddy's going to cum soon!" gasping the words, as he shoved hard. He wanted to get deep into her throat but didn't think she was ready for that yet—not this soon in their sexual relationship. Better to take things slower, so she'd be a willing participant in their future sexual games.

"Fuck!" he yelled, feeling the familiar tingle in his balls. He pulled out, his large hand on the top of her head, keeping it pinned to the mattress as he stroked his cock, aiming it at her pretty face. "Open wide and take Daddy's cum, baby."

Emily parted her lips, sticking her tongue out as Daddy stroked his cock fast.

He pressed it to her tongue, a strangled cry ripped from his throat. "CUMMING!" Huge jets of slimy fluid splashed wetly on her tongue, painting it white. "Keep your mouth open...!" he gasped, continuing to stroke, filling her mouth with his thick seed. Pulling back, he let a few ropy strands criss-cross her face.

"Shit, that was good!" he exclaimed, milking the last few drops into her mouth. He chuckled as he finished, because she still had her mouth open as though unsure what to do: spit or swallow. He'd messed up her face pretty good, but thought she looked beautiful with his cum puddled on her cheeks and upper lip. "Swallow it, baby...if you love Daddy, you'll eat his cum."

Emily wasn't too sure about swallowing it but if it made Daddy happy, she was more than willing to try...but there was such a lot of it! One thing she'd learned since Daddy started fucking her was that he came lots and made a mess everywhere. She closed her mouth, giving a little shudder, finally managing to get it all down.

"Open your mouth, show Daddy you swallowed it all."

Obediently, she parted her lips again, letting him see her mouth was now empty.

"Good girl." He placed his large hand on her face, rubbing his cum into her skin. "They say semen makes your skin really soft—because of all the protein," grinning at her. He wasn't sure if it was true or not but it gave him a reason she could accept for doing that; the truth was, he liked to see her skin glisten with his seed. By putting his scent on her, he was claiming this lil slut as his own personal fucktoy.

He shifted to lie at her side. "I'm proud of you, Emily. You're an incredibly giving partner, one any man would be happy to call his own."

Her daddy's words made Emily feel good, because she liked pleasing him.

"You're going to wear your old man out at this rate, but I can't think of a better way to go," he said, chuckling. "But I need to shower and so do you, Little Miss Cum Mess. Why don't you do so in your own bathroom, and then we'll have breakfast and see what other trouble we can get into today, hmm?"

Emily hopped out of bed. "Okay, daddy!" Any reservations she'd had about continuing the sexual nature of their relationship had been negated by the hard orgasm he'd just given her. Right or wrong, she needed her Daddy this way...and it seemed he needed her just as much. "Meet you downstairs!"

As she started to run off, Jake slapped her ass, delighted by the red handprint that formed almost immediately on her pale flesh. Hmm, he'd never really considered spanking before but Emily had a very spankable ass—might be fun to give her a rosy bottom some day...right before fucking her.

************

After breakfast, Emily went back to her room to work on an English paper due Monday while Jake headed to his computer to get some work done. At least that was the plan. Instead, he found himself cruising the Internet, looking at sex toys and lingerie for his daughter. He found a dildo that looked almost identical to his own cock when erect...even the size and thickness was similar. Emily could use it when he wasn't around to help when she got horny. A couple of vibrators were also ordered. He was going to turn her into the perfect slut, one willing to do whatever he wanted, whenever he asked...not because she had to, but because she wanted it as much as he did. The toys would help morph her into a supremely sexual creature.

Next, he bought some sweet, sexy lingerie, in different pastel colors—a few with sheer, ruffled skirts that revealed more of her pussy than they hid.

He liked her youthfulness, and, if he was honest, it was part of the attraction she held for him so he wanted to play up that aspect of her, rather than turn her into the prototypical slut found on Internet porn sites. Placing his orders, he paid extra to have them Fedexed.

How far would she be willing to go, he wondered? He'd worried that she might have changed her mind once she awoke this morning, feeling guilty about that they'd done, but, fortunately, that hadn't been the case.

The key was to take her on this sexual journey in small degrees. Too much, too soon and she'd balk...maybe even want to end it altogether—and he wasn't going to accept that. Now that he'd had a taste of his daughter, he wouldn't be satisfied going back to their previously platonic, father/daughter relationship.

Yet, the very thing that excited him the most about her—other than her youth—was the fact that shewashis daughter. While it would have been nice to parade her around as his new girlfriend, that was impossible, at least in this town where they were both known. To the outside world, they would appear to have a typical parent/child relationship—but, in the privacy of their own home, she would be his willing fucktoy.

But, in another town where no one knew them, it could be a different story. His work took him out of town occasionally and, when that happened, he could take Emily with him. In fact, he had a sales meeting in Vegas at the end of the month; that might be a good place to have a little public fun.

The biggest surprise was that Emily had been a virgin. How does a girl who looks the way she does remain a freakin' virgin at eighteen? Not that he was complaining—he was glad he got to be the one to bust her little cherry and work his cock into her impossibly tight sheath—a pussy that felt custom-made for his thick wang.

While she sometimes dated, she currently didn't have a boyfriend, which was fine by him. He didn't like the idea of any boy grinding away on top of his daughter. He'd have to talk to her soon so she understood that her cunt was now HIS cunt—his to fuck and his to decide whom else got to use it. That meant no boys. She was too good for some callow youth who couldn't last more than a few minutes of banging—but other men...well, that was a different story. He enjoyed watching gangbang or MMF videos on the Internet; the thought of another man drilling his baby girl made him harden in his slacks. It would have to be the right man though—besides, she wasn't ready for that sort of adventure yet. For now, her daddy's cock would need to be enough.

"Hey, Daddy, I need to go out for awhile. I'll be back in a couple of hours."

Looking up from his computer, Jake found his daughter standing in the doorway.

"Where are you going, baby girl?"

"I need to meet Randy at the coffee shop; we've got a project due in Chemistry next week...he's my project partner."

Jake had met Randy a couple of times but didn't like him much. He was appropriately named, because he looked like the kind of kid who had a perpetual hard-on...the type who went to bed stroking his cock and awoke doing the same. Standing, he approached his daughter, leaning down to kiss her as his hand reached under her denim skirt to cup her panty-clad pussy.

"Daddy! Not now, I've got to go!"

He looked into her eyes. "Who does this pussy belong to, baby?"

She blushed a little. "It's your pussy, Daddy."

"And who is the only one who gets to use it?"

Her gaze lifted to his, her voice breathless as she answered, "You, Daddy...only you." How could he do that, she wondered. One simple touch, two questions and she was wet.

"I don't want Randy sticking his dick in you...he's not the right boy. I'm not saying you won't ever fuck anyone but me...but I decide who gets to use your horny little cunt, understand?"

Emily nodded, cheeks pink with excitement. "Yes, Daddy, I understand."

He reached for her hand, placing it on the bulge beneath his slacks. "See what you do to Daddy...how hard you make him?"

Emily let her fingers trail along the outline of his cock, feeling how thick he was. "You get me hot too, Daddy," whispering the words softly.

"Take it out," he demanded.

"But I've got to meet Randy; I'm late as it is."

His eyebrows rose. "Are you talking back to your father?"

"No, daddy, sorry," mumbling an apology as her fingers fumbled with the zipper of his slacks. Once down, her hand reached inside to find his cock.

"See...only Daddy has what you truly need...and he's going to give it to you right now." Without another word, he pulled down her panties, until they dangled from one ankle. Lifting her, he pushed her back against the doorframe, wedging his body between her pale, milky thighs. His cock was hard, searching insistently for her tiny slit. When he found it, he rammed upward, skewering his daughter on his steel-hard pole. "Like that, slut? Like Daddy's big cock fucking deep inside your tiny hole?"

Emily did like it...liked it more than anything in the world! "Yes...yes, Daddy!"

Jake began to pound hard, drilling deep inside her pliant body. His hands cupped her ass, holding her up as he jabbed with brutal intent inside her silky hole. His hips were a blur of motion as he used his daughter, his only interest in banging her hard and fast until he came—which wouldn't be long.

"This is a quickie," he grunted, "something you'll need to give Daddy when he needs it."

Emily's body bounced on top of her father's cock, his arms clutching her body tightly as he lifted her on and off his pole. He was masturbating himself with her cunt, she realized, using her pussy like he might use his hand to get off.

She wrapped her legs around his waist, her arms holding onto his neck, as he fucked her hard and deep. His face was buried in the crook of her neck, muffling the grunts of pleasure he made as he rutted into her small body with animalistic pleasure.

It didn't take him long. With a harsh cry of pleasure, he thrust deep, holding himself inside her tight sheath, spilling the contents of his balls into her. He slumped forward, the weight of his body pinning Emily to the doorway as he tried to regain his breath. When he'd recovered enough, he slipped from her body, setting her feet back on the floor. "Mmm...you make Daddy feel so good, baby slut."

"I'm glad, Daddy...I love you so much."

Jake looked into his daughter's eyes, kissing her gently on the mouth. "I love you too, princess." Crouching down, he grabbed her panties, sliding them back up her legs, pulling them into place. "Now you can go meet Randy...knowing your daddy's cum is in your pussy while you're sitting across from him, talking about your project."

Emily squirmed a little, because now that her dad had gotten her hot, she didn't want to meet Randy...she wanted Daddy to take her to his bed and fuck her brains out. "What if I meet with him another time?"

"No, classwork is important too; maybe not as important as taking care of your father's cock, but it has its place," giving her a wink. "But, as soon as you get home, Daddy will take care of your lil pussy," reaching under her skirt to flick her panty-covered clit with his finger. Now that he'd gotten her worked up, she'd only be thinking of him while meeting with Randy—and would do all she could to get home as soon as possible so he could take care of her cunt. "Fair enough, baby slut?"

Emily nodded, reaching up to kiss her dad before running down the stairs. "I'll be back soon!" she yelled.

He chuckled. "I know."

Jake heard the front door slam shut and the purr of her car's engine as it pulled from the driveway. He knew she'd be back soon because she was a horny little slut who couldn't get enough of her Daddy's cock...and he was more than happy to give it to her whenever she wanted.

He hadn't missed how good her ass had looked in that little skirt she wore; it had been a long time since he'd fucked a woman's ass. His wife hadn't been into that sort of thing; actually, when it came to sex, she wasn't into much at all.

He didn't have the ideal cock for ass-fucking because it was pretty thick, but a good slut needs to take cock in all her holes—and he intended that Emily be an exceptional slut. When she got back home, he'd have a new lesson for her to learn at the hands—and cock—of her daddy

Jake sat in the living room sipping a scotch as he waited for his daughter to get home. Emily had left a few hours ago to meet Randy, a boy from college who was her partner for a chemistry project. He'd fucked Emily hard before she left, sending her off to meet her friend with his cum in her snatch and the promise to give her an orgasm when she returned.

The sound of a car pulling into the driveway alerted him that Emily was back. His cock instantly stiffened just thinking about what he was going to do to her. The sound of the kitchen door opening and closing could be heard, then the voice of his daughter calling out for him.

"In the living room, baby girl," he yelled back.

Emily hurried to the front room. God, she was horny. Daddy had fucked her before she went to meet Randy but hadn't let her cum and she needed to so badly now. It had been all she could think about while chatting with her friend. Once, she'd even put her hand beneath the table, quietly slipping her finger under her skirt to rub at her panty-covered clit, desperate to end the incessant throbbing in her tiny hole.

She'd been at it for a few minutes when she realized an older man sitting across the coffee shop was watching her. From his vantage point, he could see what she was doing and his eyes had glittered with lustful intensity as he stared. She wasn't sure how old he was, probably in his late fifties or early sixties, but he looked in good shape. He'd smiled, letting her know he approved of what she was doing. She was embarrassed to be seen but it was exciting too, knowing this older man was watching as she wantonly played with herself. She'd stopped only when Randy had looked up from his textbook and asked her to take some notes. The man was still there when they'd left and he had smiled and shifted in his seat so she could see the massive boner hidden in his slacks. It made her feel good to know she'd been the one to give it to him.

"How'd your meeting go, baby?"

"Good, Daddy," staring at him expectantly. She hoped he hadn't forgotten his promise to make her cum.

Jake suppressed a grin. Jesus, look at this horny slut. She was jiggling on her feet, the need obvious on her face. He knew what she wanted but he was going to make her ask for it. "Good, work is important, baby," taking another sip of scotch.

Emily sat on the arm of his chair. "Don't you...want to do something now?"

"Like what, baby?"

"Well...you know, have fun."

"Sure, I'm up for fun. What type? We haven't played Monopoly in awhile."

Monopoly? She couldn't wait two or three hours for Daddy to fuck her! Squirming, she let her fingers play in his hair, "Nooo, not Monopoly...can't we...you know...fuck?"

Jake let his hand caress the side of her face before sliding down to wrap around her throat, squeezing it gently. "Is that what you need, baby slut? A good, hard Daddy fuck?"

Emily nodded, her pussy drooling at his words. "Yes Daddy, that's exactly what I need! Please fuck me!" Her voice trembled with excitement.

Jake grinned. "I thought you'd never ask." Standing, he wrapped his arm around her waist, half-dragging her to the sofa in his impatience to get his dick inside her. He placed her at the end, bending her over the arm of the couch. "Did you think about Daddy while you were with Randy? Did you think about my thick cock pounding you hard, baby girl?" He ripped her panties off, tossing them aside before kicking her legs apart. Pushing her skirt up, he admired her trim little ass, sliding his hand over her flesh as he caressed it.

Emily shivered, excited by the way Daddy talked to her. She loved being Daddy's slut...his fucktoy. "Yes, Daddy, I couldn't stop thinking about you. I had to touch myself a little under the table. Randy didn't know what I was doing but some older guy across the room watched me play with myself."

Shit, that was hot, thought Jake, an image in his mind of his baby girl's fingers diddling her clit while some horny old guy watched. It made his cock harden even more. "I'm going to Vegas in a few weeks and I want you to come with me. No one will know you're my daughter there so we can be affectionate in public. Think of the fun we can have; when we go out to dinner, you won't be wearing any panties. Maybe we see how many men you can make hard playing with yourself the same way, hmm? Let them get a flash of your pretty bald pussy."

Emily sighed happily just thinking about it. It was exciting to know her young, lithe body could make men want to fuck her into oblivion. "Yes, Daddy, I'd love that."

Jake removed her top and bra, leaving her only in her little skirt. He reached his hand around her body and gave a few strokes to her clit, already slippery with her juices. Stripping his clothes off, he pulled a small bottle of lube from his pant's pocket.

"Daddy, please fuck me!" said Emily, looking over her shoulder at him as she gave a little wiggle of her ass.

"Soon, lil slut." His fingers slipped into her damp hole, pumping hard. He felt the way her cunt clenched on them and the way she pushed back, trying to get them deeper, riding his fingers like it was her daddy's cock. "Mmm, what a perfect slut I have...such a good girl to ride Daddy's fingers," he said, as he continued to pump them deep.

Emily couldn't help herself because she needed to cum badly—had needed it ever since Daddy fucked her before leaving the house in a quickie that left him satisfied and her yearning for more. As Daddy removed his fingers from her cunt, she waited expectantly for the hard thrust of his cock into her needy slit.

Instead, his fingers began playing with her asshole, rubbing the tiny rosette before pressing his finger inward.

Emily gave a shrill squeak at the invasion. "No, Daddy...not there!"

His finger stopped its movement. "What did you say?"

"I said not there, Daddy."

Jake removed his finger and slapped her ass hard, leaving a reddened imprint of his hand on her pale skin.

Emily yelped as her father spanked her, her hands immediately reaching back to cover her rear. "Daddy, please don't!" Yet, even as she covered her ass, there was an odd yearning for him to do it again.

"Don't? Are you telling your father what he can or cannot do?"

Emily gave a little shake of her head, looking guilty. "No, sir...but I don't want you to put your finger there. Please?"

"That's not your decision anymore, Emily, and do you know why?"

Emily shook her head uncertainly.

Jake leaned over his daughter's back, his lips near her ear. "Because I own you...every damn part of you...your tits, ass, cunt, mouth—they're all mine now—mine to caress or spank or bite or pinch or fuck. Don't forget that." He laid one hand on her back, holding her in place while his other hand began to spank the globes of her ass, watching the pale skin bloom with rosy color.

Emily practically danced as he spanked her, her feet jiggling as she squirmed to evade the blows but weirdly the pain made her pussy throb with increased need. God, she needed to cum so badly now!

"Are you sorry for telling Daddy what to do?"

"Yes, Daddy, I'm so sorry!"

"Good girl. Now what am I?" his hand continuing to rain blows as he awaited her response.

"You're my Daddy!" she squealed, wishing he would stop because her ass felt like it was on fire—like a really horrible sunburn—and it was getting worse with each hard smack.

"And what are you?"

"I'm your slut...your fucktoy, Daddy!"

"And what does Daddy own, baby slut?"

"Me...everything I have, Daddy!" Tears were trickling from her eyes now, more because she had disappointed him than from pain. In fact, the warmth of her ass was causing a corresponding heat to blossom in her cunt, making her even wetter.

Jake stopped his hand, caressing skin that was now scarlet. "Yes, baby...that's exactly what you are...Daddy's personal cum bucket. Now, Daddy has a new lesson for you, one that is going to be a little hard," smirking to himself at the play on words, "but know I only have your best interests at heart. Ready?"

Emily nodded, "Yes, Daddy," not sure what he meant but having a sinking feeling he was going to fuck her ass and she wasn't sure if she wanted that. "It's not going to hurt, is it?" she asked, sounding fearful.

"It hurt when I fucked your cunt the first time but now you want it all the time, right?"

"I guess so," but she didn't sound convinced.

Jake drizzled some lube on his cock, and began to massage it over his hard length until it was well-oiled. Truthfully, he was a pussy man, always had been, but like any man he enjoyed variety and tonight, he wanted to tear his little girl's ass up. He didn't have the best cock for ass-fucking—it wasn't the length that was the problem, but the thickness—and while this might be a difficult lesson for his daughter, she would have to learn it. It was her role as his fucktoy to allow him to play with her however he chose.

Fortunately, the head was narrow but below the rim his cock swelled to tremendous girth. It was going to hurt at first but he knew, slut that she was, she would soon learn to crave it.

Pouring lube on her asshole, he used his fingers to work it all around before massaging it in. Jesus, she was tight!

"How's that feel, princess?"

Emily wasn't sure. She gave a small grunt as Daddy's finger began to stroke in and out. "It feels kinda weird."

"That's only because you're not used to it. Some women love to be ass-fucked; they cum really hard that way. And when I'm fucking you bent over like this, my balls will be slamming your clit with each stroke. You're going to cum fireworks, baby girl."

While Emily wasn't sure about getting ass-fucked, she had no qualms at all about cumming. She'd been horny for hours and was desperate to feel the delicious contractions deep in her belly that her Daddy could give her.

"That sounds good!"

Jake chuckled, adding a second finger as he continued to stretch her sphincter. He drizzled more lube, making sure there was plenty inside because she was going to need it.

It was odd knowing he was about to fuck his tiny daughter's ass. He loved Emily deeply; she was his precious baby girl, the one he would protect with his own life if it ever came to that yet, at the same time, the one he needed to use for his own sexual desires. It was as though once he'd gained complete access to her body, the loving, fatherly side had been pushed aside and, in its place, a sexual demon had taken possession. He seemed to have no ability to control this dark part of him—not that he wanted to. In truth, his only goal was to unleash it and plunge it into the depths of his little girl's body as hard and as often as he could.

When he felt Emily been loosened up enough, he placed the head of his cock at the entrance to her ass. "Get ready, princess." One hand held onto her shoulder to keep her in position while the other held onto his cock as he pushed the head steadily in. Emily's asshole seemed to have about as much interest in getting fucked as Emily was in having it fucked because it strongly resisted his entry.

"Relax, baby," he said, placing his other hand on her shoulder as well. Pushing forward with his cock, he used his hands to pull her body back toward him at the same time. As the head slid in, he gave a satisfied groan. Shit, it felt fantastic!

Emily didn't seem to agree because she was squealing like a stuck pig as he pushed deeper.

"Daddy, stop...it hurts!"

Jake had no intention of stopping before he'd buried his cock to the root in his daughter's ass and had anointed her bowels with his cum. She had no idea the head was the easiest part—it was the rest of his cock that was going to be really difficult.

"Be strong for Daddy, princess. You want to be a perfect slut, right?" Slowly and steadily he worked his cock deeper into his daughter's ass, giving tiny thrusts and watching her asshole stretch wider to accommodate his meaty shaft. He poured a little more lube on before grabbing hold of her shoulders again with both hands, holding her tightly so she couldn't escape. "Good girl," he grunted, wanting her to feel like she was doing the right thing. "You're making Daddy feel fantastic, baby."

Better than fantastic. It was like fucking a tight, hot, rubbery napkin ring with a vise-like grip on his cock. He pushed deeper into the sleeve...then pulled back, working his hips as he sunk into Emily's ass, inch by slow inch.

Emily's eyes went round as she felt her daddy shoving ever deeper into her rear. She gave a small whimper, hands clenched and toes curled, as he continued to work his dick inside.

Jake was nearly all the way in...one more inch and he'd be completely buried in his baby slut's rear. "Almost there," he grunted.

One last hard shove and he was fully in. He ignored Emily's yelp of surprise as he basked in his accomplishment. Damn, it felt good!

It looked good too. His thick dick was fully buried in his daughter's beautiful heart-shaped ass, still reddened by the spanking she'd gotten earlier. Fucking beautiful. He gave her ass a few hard slaps, before pausing to knead and caress the rosy skin.

Emily still wasn't quite used to the feeling of having something so thick in her butt but it didn't hurt like it had at first. Maybe Daddy was right and it was the same as getting fucked in her cunt: uncomfortable at the beginning but the discomfort soon dissipating to leave nothing but pleasure in its wake. She felt him flex his cock gently, getting her ready. That actually felt sort of good, making her moan softly in response.

Sliding his hands from her shoulders to her tiny waist, Jake held his daughter tightly. "Daddy's going to fuck you now, princess. Ready?"

Emily gave a little nod. "I think so, Daddy."

Jake started with slow thrusts, letting his daughter get used to the feel of him and allowing the lube to work its magic in the tight passage. He could tell the pain had lessened for his daughter when her body began to relax. She gave a soft sigh of relief and it was as though that small exhalation gave Jake the green light because he pulled back and then slammed deep, giving a grunt of satisfaction. He loved the sensation...loved the tight ring that massaged his thick dick combined with the feeling of pumping into an infinite void. "Oh god, princess...you are making Daddy feel fucking great. You're such a good girl to take Daddy in the ass!"

Emily gasped as her father began to fuck her harder yet felt proud to earn his praise. It didn't hurt like it had at the beginning but was still a little uncomfortable, especially when he jabbed hard. Yet, with each hard thrust, his balls slapped against her clit and that part felt incredible.

"Rub your clit, baby, it will help."

Emily did as she was told, giving a soft sigh of relief when the discomfort disappeared. She kept rubbing, suddenly wondering what it would feel like to have a cock in her pussy at the same time Daddy was fucking her ass. The thought was so hot she moaned loudly with pleasure.

Jake grinned. It looked like his baby slut was getting off on getting ass-fucked, which was good because he knew with certainty this wouldn't be the last time.

"Mmm...too bad that old man watching you earlier isn't here to fuck your cunt, hmm? Or suck your tiny clit while Daddy pounds your ass."

"Yes, Daddy," whimpered Emily, aroused at the thought of two older men using her body at the same time. Daddy's cock stroking deep in her ass didn't hurt anymore. In fact, she could feel tension starting to build in her small body and knew if he kept this up, she was going to cum. It was different than being fucked in the pussy—which she liked better—but there was something about getting ass-fucked that was arousing too. It made her realize she really was Daddy's fucktoy...his personal whore who would do whatever he wanted.

Jake stroked faster, really ramming it to her now because he was getting close to cumming. Sliding his hand beneath Emily, he forced his thumb into her clasping cunt.

"Oh Daddy!" sighed Emily, loving the way it felt to have Daddy's thumb in her slit while his big cock pounded her asshole. It felt great now—better than great! She gave a tentative push back, helping him get deeper.

Shit, his little slut was starting to fuck him back. "Daddy told you it'd feel good, didn't he? That's it...work your ass on Daddy's thick meat."

Emily did, grinding back each time Daddy surged forward. His balls continued to pound against her clit as his thumb dug deep into her pussy. She wasn't sure if it was his cock in her ass, his thumb in her cunt, his balls pounding her clit or her own fingers rubbing her pleasure nub that did it...or all of them together...but suddenly Emily knew she was going to cum and when she did, it was going to be like nothing she had experienced before.

"I'm going to cum, Daddy..." she gasped as her daddy skewered her ass with such a savage thrust it actually lifted her feet up off the floor.

"Do it, slut...come all over my dick...show Daddy how much you need his cock in your ass."

Emily whined deep in her throat, feeling the rush of pleasure build to a crescendo in her body—and then it happened. "Daddy, I'm cumming!!" she squealed as the contractions exploded deep in her belly. Omigod, it felt good. Grinding her ass back against her father, she frantically rubbed her clit. "I love being your fucktoy, Daddy!"

As soon as Jake heard that high-pitched sound, he leaned over, his hips still pounding his babyslut's ass and bit her hard on the shoulder, marking her with the imprint of his teeth. "And I love you, my pretty little whore."

Emily squealed again when her daddy sunk his teeth in her tender flesh...the mix of pleasure and pain extending her sharp orgasm. "I love you, Daddy!" she moaned, her small body shivering in reaction.

"I know," he said confidently, knowing there was nothing he wouldn't be able to get his daughter to do now. He used both hands to hold tightly to Emily's waist, not caring about anything at this moment but the need to dump his seed deep in her body. He could feel her contractions, her shithole actually sucking on his cock as she came. He thrust hard and rough, the way he'd always wanted to fuck an ass in the past but never had the opportunity to do before. How ironic it was his own young daughter who was giving him the experience.

His hips whipped faster as he felt himself getting closer...knew that when he came it was going to be mind-blowing. "HOLY SHIT...I'M CUMMING!" he groaned, feeling cum exploding from the tip of his cock to bathe his daughter's intestines with his slimy seed.

Groaning with pleasure, he thrust into his daughter's ass a few more times before giving a last hard shove, holding himself deep as he finished unloading in her. Each spasm made him grunt loudly but as the contractions began to ease, he pulled back, thrust in again...fucking out the last few drops before slumping exhausted on top of his daughter's body, pinning her to the sofa.

Emily couldn't believe she'd just been ass-fucked. It was awful and dirty but exciting and arousing at the same time. And boy, had she cum hard! Once she got used to it, it hadn't hurt much—had actually felt really good and she certainly had no complaints about how hard Daddy could make her cum this way.

Jake wrapped his arms around his daughter, holding her tightly against his body as his tongue slid along the marks left by his teeth. "Mmm, best fucktoy in the whole wide world. You made Daddy cum hard, lil girl." Now that his lust had abated, he was left only with the great love he felt for his daughter and, truthfully, it was the mix of these two emotions, love and lust, that made the sexual experience with Emily so damn perfect.

Emily giggled, "I'm glad, Daddy...you made me cum really hard too. I didn't like it at first but once you got going, it felt fantastic

Jake reached for her chin, turning her head so he could kiss her, jamming his tongue down her throat. "Daddy is always right, baby slut, just remember that. Even when it seems weird or you're scared, just know that Daddy will always make you feel good. This isn't about sexual pleasure only for me...it's about pleasure for both of us. I know so much about sex and you know so little yet but I'll never make you do more than you're capable of handling." That wasn't entirely true, he was going to make her do every single perverted thing he'd ever wanted to try but, hopefully, she'd soon be so under his fatherly thumb, she would go along with anything he suggested.

"I know, Daddy," said Emily, her voice soft. "I love you so much."

"I love you too, princess," capturing her mouth again as he kissed her hard.

He couldn't wait for Vegas.

Jake gave sigh of satisfaction. He'd been in Vegas for three days now, meeting with current and prospective clients but with only one sales meeting left, he'd soon be able to enjoy a few days of R & R. He reached for his cup of coffee and took a swig before setting it down on the side table next to the leather chair in which he sat, completely naked.

"Mmm, feels good, baby," he said, crooning the words to his 18-year old daughter who was kneeling between his legs, her mouth suctioned on his cock like a baby bird enjoying a fat, tasty worm. "Keep that up and Daddy's going to give you a treat." Tenderly, he brushed a bit of hair from her eyes as she diligently sucked him.

Emily's hand gently cradled her father's balls as she continued to work oral magic on his dick. She loved sucking off Daddy, loved the sounds of pleasure he made and the way he thrust into her mouth when he was close to cumming—the way he was starting to thrust now.

With his hands on each side of his daughter's head, Jake held her tightly to him while roughly jerking her on and off his cock. Each choking, gagging sound brought him closer to release. "Suck, baby girl, suck as hard as you can." God, he loved the way she was hoovering his fat cock while her tiny pink tongue wetly laved his meat. "Gonna cum soon, princess, get ready to drink it all." He groaned as he felt Emily suck harder, as though trying to suction the cum into her hungry little maw.

He spread his legs wider, humping up into his precious daughter's face, his hands laced behind her head so she was forced to take every inch into her throat.

As her father's movements became more frantic, Emily slithered her pink tongue over the veiny surface of his cock, managing to dart it out far enough to swab at the root.

It was the feel of her little tongue sliding beneath his balls that did it for Jake, knowing he was fully buried in his daughter's slutty mouth. Giving a last vicious jab, he froze, body tense, as his balls unleashed their slimy gift.

"Aaanngghhhh!" he bellowed, hosing the inside of his daughter's gullet with hot, thick seed. "Eat it," he gasped, "every fucking drop!" His hands pulled her tightly to his crotch, keeping his cock deep in her throat so that her lips were mashed against his body. "Fuck yes!" he grunted, his hips pumping out the last few drops. Shuddering with satisfaction, his tension now released, he fell back against the chair as his dick slithered wetly from Emily's throat. He panted hard, his heart pounding but at least his dick was finally quiescent. Reaching down, he gently stroked his finger along the side of Emily's face. "Thank you, lil girl, you're always so good to your daddy."

Emily smiled happily. Her daddy's praise was like a drug to her, one she couldn't get enough of—and the same was true of his cock. She leaned close and placed a soft kiss on the head before letting her tongue busily clean him, making sure to lick up every trace of his cum. Daddy did so much for her—and made her feel so good—that some days it felt like there was nothing she wouldn't do for him.

Even though he'd been busy the past few days in Vegas, he'd made sure they had a really awesome suite she could enjoy when work took him out of the hotel and he always made sure she had plenty of cash to spend in the casinos as well as a credit card to shop with. While she was sometimes a little lonely during the days, nighttime was a different matter. In the evenings, Daddy took her to see some of the entertainment around town and, once back in their hotel room, he fucked her hard and often. Some mornings, it was a wonder she could even walk but she didn't care because she loved being Daddy's plaything more than anything.

Now that she'd been introduced to the pleasure a man's cock and fingers could give her, it was like she was addicted and couldn't get enough of cumming. Knowing that, Daddy took advantage of the situation, sticking his dick in her as often as he liked—which was a lot.

She sighed happily as she rested against his leg, her cheek cushioned on his thigh. She wondered what her friends would think if they could see her now, sitting at her father's feet, his cum nestled in her belly. They'd probably think she was a total pervert—him too—but she didn't care. If being a total pervert meant cumming like gangbusters several times a day, she'd accept the moniker with pride.

"You're gonna wear your old man out, baby."

Emily giggled. "That's not true. You want it as many times a day as I do, usually more!"

He grinned. "You got me there," he said, ruffling her hair. Jake had lost count of the number of times he'd fucked his daughter since their relationship had taken a sexual turn. Most days they fucked four or five times. It's like once having wetted his dick in his daughter's cunt, he couldn't get enough of it. It was tight and hot and wet and when she came, it was like an explosion of firecrackers in her tiny hole, each clench and spasm squeezing his dick hard. Feeling her cumming on his cock almost always triggered him.

Hell, he hadn't had as much sex with his wife in the last few years combined as he'd had with Emily the past couple of weeks and he was almost like a teenager again in his recovery power. It didn't take long after cumming before he was ready to go again and he credited the taboo nature of their relationship for having that effect on him. It was damn exciting to know he was blasting the very seed that created his daughter into her sucking baby cunt night after night.

Emily knew her father had to leave soon for a client meeting but she still hadn't cum and she wanted to. She played with his cock, giggling as it started to harden again.

"You need to cum, baby girl?"

Emily shivered. "Yes Daddy, I do."

"It'll have to be a quickie; Daddy doesn't have much time left." Jake's cock was already throbbing and stiff as he leaned down to haul her up onto his lap. "Spread those pretty pink petals for Daddy, sweetheart," watching as Emily did just that, making it easy for him to plant his cock at her moist entrance. With her facing him, he pulled her down, groaning with pleasure at the feel of her hot, wet walls clutching his shaft.

"Oh Daddy!" cried Emily, shivering softly as her father forced himself into the depths of her body.

Jake captured his daughter's lips, kissing her deeply. No matter how many times he had his daughter, it would never be enough. He loved everything about her: her long blonde hair, her pretty blue eyes, her slender, petite build that made her easy to manipulate, her rounded breasts each topped with pink nipples that hardened so prettily, inviting his mouth to suck and bite and lick them. Her trim bubble ass that looked gorgeous when reddened by a spanking but mostly her tight honey hole that felt as though it was custom made for his fat dick. Jesus, even after he'd fucked it as hard and often as he had, it still felt impossibly tight.

With his right arm wrapped around Emily's small waist and his left under one of her legs, Jake started to lift his tiny daughter on and off his cock. He loved the small yelps and moans she made as he began to pound her hard and fast on him, slamming her down with such force it's a wonder he didn't punch right through her cervix. "Like that, baby? Like how it feels to have Daddy's pole jabbing deep and hard in you?"

Emily's eyes were closed, her head tossed back, her tits jiggling wildly with each thrust. "Yes, Daddy, it feels delicious! I'm going to cum soon."

"Do it, baby slut, cum all over Daddy!"

Jake continued to pound Emily on him, the sound of their slapping flesh loud in the hotel suite. Jake wasn't really fucking his daughter at this moment, he was masturbating with her, using her like a living, breathing Fleshlight in order to cum quickly. Only this Fleshlight gasped and moaned each time he slammed it on and off his needy cock.

"Gonna cum any minute, baby slut," he gasped, "rub your clitty."

Emily mewled helplessly as her fingers found the hard nub and played desperately with it. "I love your cock, Daddy!"

Jake feathered small nips along Emily's neck and shoulder, wishing he had more time to spend with her before his meeting. "Daddy's gonna mark you so you don't forget who owns you, sweetie," saying the words as his balls begin to tingle. He nuzzled the tender skin of his daughter's breast and then bit hard. The small scream that spilled from Emily's throat as he marked her, along with the way her pussy involuntarily clenched tightly on his cock in reaction was enough to send Jake over the edge. He slammed Emily down hard while he ground deeply in her, the same way his teeth now ground into her pale flesh, leaving marks. He might be giving Emily a little pain but her body was learning to love it because the instant he bit her, he felt her cunt ripple tightly around his cock.

"Aaahhhhhh, Daddy!" she squealed, her hips jerking out of control.

Jake held his daughter tightly to his body as she slumped against him, limp from her hard orgasm. He pressed his lips to hers. "Daddy loves you, baby. Don't ever doubt it."

Emily looked up, cheeks pink, lips trembling in reaction. "I love you too, Daddy! I never knew sex could be this good."

He smiled, kissing her. "No one will ever love you more than your Daddy, baby girl, and don't you forget that." With a sigh of regret, Jake lifted Emily off his cock and stood her on her feet, seeing his seed dripping from her. He cupped his hands between her legs and once his leavings had oozed into it, rubbed the cream onto her breasts, marking her with his scent. He stared at her small body, now shiny with his cum, wishing he could stay longer to enjoy his little baby slut. "I need to shower and get to my meeting and no, you aren't showering with me," he said, seeing the bright look in her eyes. "If I get you in there with me, I'll be fucking you all over again and this meeting is too important to miss."

"Yes, Daddy," said Emily plaintively because she wanted more time with him and his thick cock. "I'll miss you while you're gone."

"I'd rather stay here and fuck the hell out of you, princess, but once this meeting is over, we'll have plenty of time to play the next few days. Sound good?"

Emily nodded happily. "Sounds great, Daddy!"

"Good girl, have fun while I'm gone. I'll catch up with you later."

After Daddy left, Emily showered and slipped into a pink halter top, short white skirt and white leather wedges before deciding to visit the casino to pass the time. At eighteen, she was too young to legally drink or gamble but a fake ID made both possible.

Vegas was like no place Emily had ever been and she loved the whole brassy over-the-top carnival feel of it. She would have been almost as happy just standing around people watching but luckily Daddy had more planned for her than just seeing shows and playing slots. Well, there was one slot Daddy had already played a lot since they'd arrived...her own, giggling as she recalled how often he'd fucked her in the few days they'd been here.

She'd decided to try her hand at blackjack, spending almost an hour at the table before being forced to call it quits when she spent her last chip.

"Not having much luck today, huh? Here, maybe this will help."

Emily looked up, surprised when an older man who'd been watching handed her a stack of chips. She wasn't sure if she should accept or not.

He seemed to understand her hesitancy. "Go on, no strings attached. I'll just lose them anyway if my luck holds the way it has been; maybe you'll do better," he said, smiling in a kindly way.

"Thanks, mister, that's really nice of you!" She took the small stack from his hand, noting how thick and stubby his fingers were. She wondered if his cock was the same. "If I win anything, I'll split it with you."

He grinned. "Deal, pretty girl."

Emily blushed at his compliment because she wasn't used to getting attention from older men—and this one was quite a bit older, in his late fifties, she guessed. He had dark eyes and steel grey hair and was a big man, as tall as her father but with a heavy physique that proclaimed his love of food...yet he was beefy and solid rather than fat. His eyes were kindly as they rested on her but there was something in their depths that said his interest wasn't entirely innocent.

Unfortunately, Emily had no more luck playing with his money than she had her own. "Sorry," she apologized, "I was hoping to end up with enough to buy us each a drink."

George Banfield tilted his head at her words. "You're thirsty, huh?" as an image of her sucking cum from his cock suddenly blasted in his head, making his cock stiffen in his slacks. "Well, that's easily rectified. C'mon, my treat," he said, setting off in the direction of a restaurant.

"But that's not fair," she protested, trotting after him, "I lost your money so you shouldn't have to buy me a drink."

"Don't worry," he chuckled, "I'm getting something out of it. When guys see a youngster like you on my arm they'll think I'm the luckiest stud in town. You'll give a real boost to my reputation."

Emily giggled as he reached for her hand, allowing him to twine his fingers with her own. She knew Daddy wouldn't be happy she went off with a strange man but it was exciting. Besides, what could happen in a public restaurant?

George ushered her into one of the eateries on the premises and asked the hostess for his usual booth, one tucked into a corner that guaranteed almost complete privacy. He was surprised this little honey had come with him so readily and hoped she'd be as easy to convince to do other things as well.

He'd noticed her the instant she'd walked across the casino floor because of the bright pink stretchy halter-top she wore kept on by only a string tie at the neck and the back. His fingers itched to untie them. It was obvious she wasn't wearing a bra from the way her breasts bounced as she walked and the way her nipples poked at the thin material in an obvious invitation to be noticed. She was a tiny thing too and he loved petite girls. Even with the four-inch high heels she was wearing, she was still several inches shy of his shoulders. This little girl was a genuine spinner and he was hoping to have a chance to spin her on his cock today.

Once in their half-round booth, he ordered appetizers and drinks: whiskey for him and some crappy girl drink for her that came with a paper umbrella but she looked cute drinking it and the way she sucked on the straw in it made him hopeful of getting his cock treated the same way.

"Give us some privacy for awhile, will ya?" George told the waitress. The woman looked bored, as though seeing an older man with a girl young enough to be his grand-daughter was something she saw hundreds of times a day. With a shrug, she walked off.

With the waitress gone, George let his eyes rest on Emily's firm tits, the thin fabric top clearly showing the shadowy outline of her nipples beneath. "Guess you don't like wearing bras, huh?"

Emily giggled. "Sometimes I do, if they're pretty and lacy or...sheer." She knew she was teasing the older man but it was fun.

"Mmm, what a lil hottie you are." He gave her a speculative gaze. "You looking for a sugar daddy to play with, sweetie? I can treat you really well. I like taking care of pretty girls like you." While it was possible she was a prostitute—there were tons of them on the prowl in Vegas—he didn't think so; there was an untouched quality about her that said she was fairly new to sex.

Emily stared into his dark eyes and saw the lust there. Her pussy instantly gushed at the thought of fucking this older man and knew, if not for being in a relationship with her own father, she'd have fucked this man in a heartbeat. She shook her head reluctantly. "I already have a daddy."

George felt a rush of disappointment but wasn't ready to give up. There was something about this girl that really excited him. He scooted closer, placing his arm along the seat back behind her. "Does your daddy ever let you play with others?" His fingers gently strummed the strings of the halter tie at her neck as he waited for her answer.

There was an uncertain look on her face. "Not yet. Our sexual relationship is still sort of new so I'm not sure what he might allow in the future."

George reached into his jacket pocket for his money clip, peeling off two crisp $100 bills. He laid them on the table in front of her. "Does this change your mind about having fun with me, little girl?"

Emily's eyes widened at the money. God, she could buy some seriously nice shoes with that! She was tempted but shook her head. "I can't be disloyal to Daddy."

Her father had been right about one thing. She could call him Daddy all she wanted in Vegas and no one would ever suspect they were biologically related—not with all of the sugar daddies and sugar babies here looking to hook-up. People just assumed she was Daddy's escort and it was exciting to know she could kiss him in public with no one suspecting the truth of their relationship.

The man gave a sigh as he put the bills back in his pocket. "Pity...a loyal girl is hard to find. Your daddy is a lucky man. By the way, since you aren't going to call me 'Daddy', you can call me George."

Emily laughed because it was funny that she'd taken chips from a man and had accepted his drink invitation without even knowing his name. "Nice to meet you, George, I'm Emily."

"Well, Emily, I don't suppose you'd take pity on an old, horny man and let me have just one little feel—as a thank you for your drink and the betting chips?"

"A feel?" Emily wasn't sure about that but it's not like it was sex and he had been generous.

He nodded, an easy smile on his face. "Just a little one."

Emily looked around. With all of the large potted plants and a tall pillar surrounding their booth, it wasn't like anyone could see them. She found the thought oddly exciting. "Okay, but nothing major."

George didn't wait for her to change her mind, sliding his arm around her shoulder to pull her close. Leaning over, he used one hand to gently squeeze her breast while the other quickly untied the strings of her halter at the neck, letting the material fall down to expose both tits.

Emily gasped, not having expected him to disrobe her. "No, wait..." she protested but before she could say more, his lips latched onto hers in a deep kiss.

He was a good kisser, his tongue delving between her lips to taste her sweetness. Giving a shiver, Emily let her own tongue play with his, feeling herself getting wetter. There was something erotic about sitting topless in a public place, a strange man's hands on her tits and his tongue in her mouth.

Before she knew what he intended, George's hand left her breast and wormed its way beneath her short skirt.

She pulled back, trying to push his hand away. "No, not there!"

"Naughty girl," he whispered in her ear, "you're not wearing any panties." He resisted her effort to push his hand away as his thumb began to rub her clit. "Sure you want me to stop?" As his thumb repeatedly grazed the slippery nub, he slipped his middle finger into her tiny hole and started to pump. "I think you must like this, slut, because you're getting wet."

Emily gave a soft gasp as his finger slid deep. It felt good but this wasn't right. As she opened her mouth to protest, his lips captured hers again and he plundered deeply, his tongue playing with hers.

Emily's small body shivered because it was exciting to be used like she was a whore for hire. She should tell him to stop but it was already too late. Her body was betraying her by consorting with the enemy, her hips jerking in time with the movements of his finger as she fucked it back.

"Oh yea, show me what a whore you really are," he whispered, low enough that no one seated close could hear. "Unzip my pants and take my cock out. Do it, slut!" the last spoken sharply when Emily hesitated