I paused there for a few moments, Ben’s cock still embedded inside me. My father began to grind his teeth together the longer I left it. With cum oozing down Ben’s shaft, I began to climb off of him. With my cheeks turning bright red, I covered my pussy as I got off the bed. As I walked towards my dad, my head lowered as I expected him to shout at me. However, he remained calm although I could tell he was extremely infuriated.
I stepped into the corridor as my dad closed the door. A tear began to creep down my cheek; I knew I was in the biggest trouble ever. As I began to walk to my bedroom, my dad’s hand grabbed my shoulder.
“Where do you think you’re going?” he asked.
“To bed, daddy,” I sulked.
“Not yet, you aren’t.” He replied.
His hand moved to my bicep and his fingers began to wrap around my arm. He gave a gently pull, making me come with him. He pulled me down the stairs and back into the living room where we had watched the Superbowl a few hours prior. As we came closer to the couch, he released me. I looked at him as he sat down. More tears streamed down my face as he looked at me with a blank expression.
“So Christina, do you want to tell me what you were doing?” he asked calmly.
“Fucking Ben,” I mumbled.
“Speak up,” he commanded.
“Fucking Ben,” I replied.
“Why did you do it princess? You know it’s wrong,” He said, with disappointment in his voice.
“A bet,” I answered.
He got up from the couch and moved towards me.
“A bet?” he questioned, “Now why wasn’t I part of this bet?”
I looked up at him, bamboozled as he groped my ass. His hands pulled and spread the cheeks violently as his fingers dug into the flesh. He lifted me up slightly, kissing me deeply as though I was a lover rather than a daughter. His tongue pushed into my mouth and began swirling around my tonsils. He lifted me up higher, allowing my legs to wrap around his waist as we made out. I couldn’t believe this was happening, first my brother and now my own dad.
He sat back down on the couch, my half naked body straddling his lap as our tongues wrestled one another. I began to unbutton his shirt, feeling his chest hair against my finger tips as I moved from button to button. As I went lower, I began to crave his cock more. The tension of it all was almost too much to handle. I started to pull his shirt away from his body, the sleeves slid down his arms as I did. I threw his shirt recklessly onto the floor and, with my hips gently rocking; I began to stroke his chest with both of my hands. We broke the kiss, gazing deeply into each other’s eyes. His hands began to run up my back, pulling the bottom of my jersey as they did.
He licked his lips as my bra came into view before pulling the jersey over my head. Just as I had done, he threw it recklessly onto the floor behind us and moved his hands to my hips. His eyes were glued to my cleavage as I sat there on his hardening bulge. I moved my mouth to his ear.
“Unclip me daddy,” I whispered.
His eyes lit up as I pulled his hand up my body. His fingers fidgeted with the clip, struggling to get it. A few moments passed and finally he had unclipped my bra. I scrunched my shoulders, making the straps fall down my arms seductively. Immediately dad’s tongue began to lash against my hardening pink nipples. I moaned gently as he coated my areolas in saliva, one after the other. As my moans got a bit louder, he took a nipple into his mouth and began sucking as hard as he could. I froze in ecstasy as his teeth began to dig in a little.
He gnawed on my nipple for a few minutes, admiring the succulence of it before moving onto the other. I cradled his head, moaning frantically whilst he lovingly sucked my chest. His tongue carried on alternating between my areolas, spreading equal amounts of affection on my breasts.
With a few more whisks of his tongue, he picked me up again. He began to slowly turn me towards the sofa, his tongue still glued to my tits. Quickly, he pulled his head away from my chest and lowered me onto my back. I watched as he moved away from me. His hands gradually moved down his body to his jeans. I looked on as he caressed the brass button of the jeans. He teased a little more, the shape of his member beginning to form in the denim. Without warning, he unbuttoned his jeans and let them slide down his legs. My jaw dropped as his huge, nine inch cock sprung to attention in front of my very eyes.
“Are you ok princess?” He asked.
I began to blush as he brought his dick towards me.
“Touch it,” he said, “I want my little girl’s hand on it.”
Reluctantly, I moved my hand closer. Closer and closer I got, feeling the heat of his erection irradiate from him. My fingers brushed his length slightly, making him grunt a little. I looked up at him, smiling as I brushed my fingers against his shaft once again. I began to wrap my hand around him, slowly starting to tug his penis as he gasped. He closed his eyes, enjoying my hand stroking up and down his cock. I pouted my lips, beginning to blow cool air onto the head as my hand carried on wanking him.
He shuffled closer, the head of his cock pressing against my lips. Lovingly, I started to kiss him. He began to twitch as I kept kissing him. Before long, my mouth started to open, letting his cock enter for the first time. I took as much as I could fit, waiting for a second or two as he stroked my cheek.
“Good girl,” he said seductively.
Encouraged by his words, I began to withdraw his cock from my mouth before gliding back down it. My hand moved to his balls, cradling them gently like precious gemstones. His groans began to fill the air as he began to thrust gently, helping me suck his length. My tongue circled around the head with each thrust making his magical groans continue. His fingertips ran through my glossy brown hair, caressing it carefully as my mouth moved down his shaft once again.
His hands then moved back to my face, holding it gently. He stared at me with a powerful glance, an adoring smile growing on his face as he began to thrust his cock into my mouth. I closed my eyes as he started to fuck my mouth with all nine inches of his erect dick. More groans left his mouth with each thrust.
“You like daddy fucking your mouth, princess?” He grunted.
I opened my eyes, looking up at him with acknowledgment as his length carried on swooping between my lips. He grunted one last time before pulling his meat away. My saliva dripped from him as he moved down towards my legs. Without any hesitation he grabbed one of my legs, pulling it violently towards him. The head of his cock rubbed against my pussy lips whilst he pinned my leg up on his shoulder.
He breathed heavily as he entered my cum filled pussy for the first time. I couldn’t help but feel stretched as he pumped all nine inches into me. His hand gripped my leg tighter as he began to retreat his cock. I moaned loudly as it came crashing back in with his balls slapping recklessly against my thigh.
“Fuck yeah,” he groaned as he carried on thrusting.
My hand slowly moved down my body to my pussy. I bit my bottom lip as I began to rub my clitoris whilst his cock continuously rammed against my cervix. I tried desperately to hold my moans in. I had thought Ben’s cock felt good but he was not nearly as good as this. Each thrust of my dad’s hips made me feel as though I was going to cum all over him. With a few more thrusts, he paused leaving me to rub. He licked his lips as he watched me masturbate with his dick embedded deep within me.
“Turn over,” he commanded, “Let me see that ass.”
He released my leg as I began to roll over, his cock still inside my pussy. I clambered onto my knees and began rubbing my clit once more. Playfully, he slapped my ass with both hands leaving pink hand prints on each cheek. His hands slid to my hips and once again his hips began to thrust. Moans began to leave my mouth whilst he fucked me deep and hard. He pushed down on my back as my pussy started to grip his cock tighter. I became light headed as my orgasm began to crash through my body. I moaned louder whilst my juices coated his cock.
Immediately, he pulled out and brought his penis to my mouth. I glanced at it, looking at how the lights reflected from his cock. He brought it closer, letting it slip into my mouth once again. The tastes of Ben’s cum and my sweet nectar completely overwhelmed my taste buds as I sucked him.
“Good girl,” He said whilst he brushed my hair.
With another stroke down his cock, he pulled away from me. He ran his hand up my spine, tickling me slightly as he reached my ass. He planted one hand on my ass, spreading my ass cheeks slightly as he brought his cock to my pussy once more. This time however, he began to tease. He rubbed the head up and down my slit quickly before slowly pushing in. I squealed slightly as he re-entered me. He aggressively pulled my hips back, letting his member impale me.
His breathing began to get deeper as my pussy clamped around him again. The leftover juices from my orgasm started to dribble down my thighs and onto the sofa. He smirked as he continued to force the juices out. Another orgasm started to build as he fucked me senseless. His finger started to run up and down my ass, then without warning he pressed into my asshole. Without delay, my orgasm started to begin. My pussy engulfed my father’s cock in heat as my cum coated him once again.
“Fuck,” he groaned as his cock began to twitch.
At once, he pushed as deep as he could. His cock twitched more as his cum flooded into my womb. String after string shot into me, joining Ben’s load inside my pussy. I reached underneath my belly and began to roll his balls in my hand whilst they emptied. I couldn’t believe my dad had actually blown his load inside of me, but then again I couldn’t believe my dad had actually fucked me. It seemed so surreal but yet so good.
He paused for a few moments, his cock softened slightly before he pulled out. His hand firmly kept my back down as he started to rub the head of his cock on my ass, covering it in his leftover seed. Finally, after what seemed like eternity he pulled his finger from my ass and allowed me to get up from the couch.
“Next time you have a bet, let me know,” he laughed as he groped my ass one final time.
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