I make a glass of milk and turn all of the lights off. I feel my way to the living room and sit in my favorite recliner. It is 4am and Stephanie is late again; I have no idea where she is and it bothers me. What if my daughter is dead in a ditch somewhere? The idea that someone would do something bad to my little angel scares me, unlike my wife, Miriam. Miriam remains passed out upstairs on sleeping pills. If the house were on fire she wouldn't even stir.
All of a sudden I hear the sound of a car parking in the driveway. I peep out the door window to see who it is. Stephanie stumbles out of the passenger's side with her heels in her hand. Her hair is disheveled and her blouse is ruffled. She stumbles to the door; it's an automatic indicator that she's had too much to drink. Instead of waiting for her to root around her purse for her keys, I open the door quickly and drag her inside.
“Where the hell were you? It's late and you are just coming in? You definitely missed your curfew.”
“Daddy, I am 21 years old. I no longer have to adhere to a curfew. Well that is what mom said,” Stephanie slurs as she discards her heels in the doorway. She staggers to the kitchen and opens the refrigerator, her stockings have a million tears and her skirt is on backwards.
As she bends over to look for something to drink I see that she is missing her panties. I go to the fridge and close the door; before she can eat my food I deserve an explanation.
"What the fuck happened to you Stephanie? You are a complete mess.” I try to look her in the eyes but she just staggers over to the cookie jar and takes a handful of sugar cookies. I tilt my head and furrow my eyebrows. She usually hates her mother's cookies. She looks at me and I can tell she knows what I'm thinking.
"I know, I know. These cookies usually taste like shit. But I need to get the taste of three Spanish cocks out my mouth.” Stephanie grabs the entire jar and sits at the kitchen table. She gobbles down the rest of the cookies in her hand and starts to dig in the jar for another handful. I just stand there in shock at what she just told me.
“Wait, what the fuck did you just say?”
“I said I needed to get the taste of cock breath out of my mouth. You're all on my case so I can't even go to the bathroom to brush my teeth," Stephanie says.
“What exactly happened tonight Stephanie?” I say, my concern growing. My little angel comes home and it looks like she went through something no woman should.
“I went to a Frat party on campus with Mindy. It was kind of boring because the guys were doing all of this gay shit. So we went to
Las Blusas for a drink. While we were there we met these hot guys. They were so gorgeous, all of them had these little dragon tattoos on their necks!” A gleam of excitement flashes into her eyes at her last statement.
“Wait, you hung out with gang members?” Anger starts to rise and my face reddens.
“Dad, that is an incredibly racist thing to say! All Spanish guys with tattoos are not gang members,” Stephanie says. This girl is really defending a bunch of strangers?
“Anyway the guys were buying us drinks and telling us about their jobs as club promoters. Mindy was a total prom queen and passed out after a beer and a shot of tequila. I was super pissed and the guys didn't know what to do.
"What do we do with her? Should we call a cab and let you guys go?' The tall one asked. "Fuck that bitch, I cannot stand her she talks too much. Wanna get out of here?" You can imagine what happened after that Daddy.”
“No, tell me,” I say, I can feel my cock stir in anticipation of her story.
“We rented a motel room. We had some more beers and I got on my knees and began to blow the tall one. The muscular one started to get hard and came over. I started to stroke his cock. The short guy just sat on the edge of the bed and started to jerk off. It was so hot to have him just sit there and watch us. Then he stopped and ushered me to the bed. I watched the two other guys put on condoms as I spread my legs and rubbed my soaking wet pussy. The muscular guy made me suck his throbbing hard cock through the condom. The tall one went behind me and moved my hand from my wet pussy. He gave me a long slow lick and then another until my clit was throbbing and anticipating a good fuck. You get the rest don't you?” Stephanie smirks. She shoves another cookie in her mouth and gets up to put the jar away.
“Did you at least remember their names?” I ask, disappointed. The innocent image of my angel now shattered and the idea of her being a common whore settles in. She is not my daughter anymore, she is just some slut who fucks anyone that buys her a drink.
“Not really, come to think of it I never even asked; oh well maybe its for the best.” Stephanie is so passive about the situation it frustrates me. What makes me more angry is that my cock has become rock hard from her story.
Stephanie heads to the kitchen door, clearly to go take a shower and get some sleep. But that is not going to happen tonight. I spent hour after hour waiting for her, time which I could have spent sleeping or doing something more constructive. That little bitch owes me. I grab her by her arm and force her to sit down in the kitchen chair. I hold her face between my forefinger and thumb. Her ruby red lipstick is smeared and her lips are puffy, confirmation that her story is true.
“You want to be a little slut, well you are going to be my little slut,” I say through gritted teeth.
“Daddy, I do not want to be -”
“Well you should have thought about that before you fucked those three Cholos, you little bitch,” I interjected. I slide the waist line of my pajama pants to my knees. “Suck that cock, NOW!” I can see slight hesitation in her blue eyes. "You want your poor mother to know how much of a nasty bitch you have become?”
Stephanie adores her mother and always tries to seek her approval. If Miriam finds out what she did tonight it will break her heart.
I stroke my cock until I can see the veins pulsate.
I rub the tip and feed it to my daughter's beautiful lips. She reluctantly accepts it and begins to suck on the tip. I stroke her long blonde hair and gently push her head forward until I can feel the warmth of the back of her throat. I grab her hair into two pony tails and thrust my hips forward. She spent the night with three strangers doing who knows what, I think she could definitely handle a good throat fucking!
As I pick up speed Stephanie gags. She pushes back and starts to cough; she dry heaves for a few seconds and then wipes her mouth.
“Daddy please, I promise I will never do it again, please just stop,” she pleads, her forehead glistening with sweat. Her lipstick long gone her luscious lips shine through. They look so inviting, how can I stop?
“Daddy is very angry at you, you must do what I say to get back into my good graces. Do you understand?” I lift my cock and guide it to her lips.
“But, Daddy your dick is bigger than any of the guys that I have fucked before, its not fair.” Stephanie's hand makes it to the base of my cock. She gently fondles my balls as she pouts.
“Well that is not my fault, baby. Now be a good girl and suck daddy's hard cock.”
Stephanie strokes my cock as I moan. She then traces the veins with her tongue. She rubs the tip against her full lips and then leads it into her mouth. Stephanie starts sucking slowly, she picks up her pace as I stroke her cheek with the back of my palm. So wonderful to see my new little cum slut take in all 8 inches of me. I grab her hair and proceed to fuck her throat. This time she does not gag or try to stop me. I have the feeling that she's enjoying this now. I stop and pull my thick cock out of her mouth, a trail of saliva follows. I tap my engorged phallus against her cheek hard.
“Now lets see the damage those mother fuckers left behind,” I say as I force Stephanie up from the chair by her hair. I throw her against the kitchen table and bend her over. I hike up her skirt and rip what little that is left of her stockings and spread her supple cheeks apart. Her rosebud is gaping, as if she was fucked by at least two dicks. I spread her legs even further and see that her cunt is almost as red as her lipstick. The lips are puffy and her moist hole is dripping wet. As I spread her lips farther I notice that her clit is pierced. I slap her bum hard to get her attention.
“When did this shit happen?” I demand.
“I don't remember. Way back in high school I think,” Stephanie says. Her legs wobble from being apart for so long.
Unbelievable my little angel was no angel. She has been spreading her legs to anyone since HIGH SCHOOL! She really needs a good lesson about what happens to sluts like her. I stick two of my fingers in her cunt, it is way too easy to get them in there. I begin to thrust my fingers, the harder my thrusts the more frequent her moans become.
I stop thrusting and dig my fingers in deep until I can feel her bean like spot. Stephanie lets out a deep moan and my fingers become slippery from her flowing nectar. I pull my wet fingers out and spread her supple cheeks apart. I rub some of her juices around her gaping rosebud. The harder I rub the more open her hole becomes. I stroke my cock with the remaining nectar from my daughters expanded pussy; a bit of precum started to peek through.
I place a hand on Stephanie's left cheek. I tease her cute little bum by dragging my cock along her pussy and then stopping at her lovely hole. “Please Daddy don't fuck my ass. It really hurts.” Stephanie whimpers.
“That's okay baby, Daddy is going to make it feel all better.” I gently insert the tip, Stephanie stops pleading and lets her head fall to the kitchen table. She places both hands on the table, predicting what is going to happen next.
Inch by inch I make my swollen member enter my daughter. I can feel her walls tighten as I force myself into her pre-fucked asshole. Stephanie shivers as I make it all the way in. I grab her blonde hair and start to stroke slowly. I reach underneath her with my free hand and play with her clit piercing. Stephanie lets out a groan as her clit becomes hard.
I proceed to fuck her harder, letting go of her hair and clit, placing both hands along her hips. I buck harder as my cock slips in and out of her wet hole with ease. Stephanie places her left hand on her clit and begins rubbing frantically. Instead of placing her right hand on one of her cheeks I place it behind her back as my thrusts became more frenzied.
“Oh, yeah Daddy fuck my ass. Fucking feels so much better than those guys earlier,” Stephanie yells.
I slow my tempo and pull out. I grab a fistful of her hair and lean forward so that my lips are directly near her ear. “I want to hear you beg for it, you don't deserve to be fucked this good after you fucked those fucking douche bags,” I hiss.
“Oh please Daddy fuck my ass, I need it sooo bad,” Stephanie yells.
I take my member and without mercy jam it back into her gaping asshole. Stephanie lets out a cry of pleasure. I do not let go of her hair and jab my cock harder into her forbidden zone. I can feel her walls closing in. I reach down and touch her cunt. It is dripping with juices, her clit ring is rocking back and forth. I know she is on the brink of an orgasm. I pump harder and feel my cock swell, aching for release. I grab Stephanie's hips tight and buck my hips as hard as I can until I feel the first spurt release. Wave after wave of cum empties into my daughter as she shudders. I wait until I feel the last drop leave me.
I pull back and look down; my daughter has stopped rubbing her clit. My seed expels from her rosebud and begins to make its way to her pierced puss. I step back and waddle towards the kitchen sink. I wet the dish towel and begin to clean off my cock. I throw the towel in the sink and pull up my pajama bottoms. As I head to the kitchen door Stephanie stops rubbing her clit and looks at me.
“Where are you going, I haven't even cum yet.” Stephanie pulls her skirt down and stands up.
“Good girls get to cum. Bad girls become my cum slut and clean themselves up and head to bed.”
