Page 7 of Taking Daddy's Load

I jackhammered into my daughter's pussy, stretching her walls, encouraged by her seductive moans for me to be rougher.

I knew I was hurting her with how hard and fast I was fucking my ten-inch cock into her. “Is it painful, sweetheart?” The question was more taunting than concerned.

“Yes! It’s everything I fantasized about,” she mewled. “It’s better, in fact.”

That’s right. “Is Daddy tearing your tiny cunt apart?”

She angled her ass up more, allowing me to go even deeper. “Yes, Daddy. It hurts but feels so good.”

I spanked her ass hard enough I knew I’d leave bruises. “These are for you not telling me you wanted me sooner, sweetheart.” I spanked her again, emphasizing my words.

“I love my punishment.” She looked over her shoulder at me, her cheeks red. “I’m scared to tell you the things I’ve done with other boys, because I think it’ll make you go over the edge.” She bit her lip… the little minx.

I was a fuckin’ sick man for getting off on any of this. The idea of my daughter being a whore turned me on. I would've killed any boy who looked at her, but I liked the idea of them defiling her.

The fact that others desired what was mine excited me in ways it shouldn’t. “Tell me what you’ve done, you dirty little slut. Tell Daddy what else you’ve let boys do to you.”

It took her a second to answer, but the whole time, I fucked her raw.

“I sucked their dicks like a lollipop until they gave me their cream.” She ran her tongue over her lips as if envisioning it. “I let them fuck every hole I have. And the entire time, I thought about you.”

“Fuck,” I roared as I pounded mercilessly into her cunt. My hands were like vices on her hips. My daughter was a filthy whore, and I loved it. “Describe it to me, baby doll. Tell me how you drank them down.”

She reached between her thighs, and I knew she was rolling her clit around, eager to get off. “I had a gangbang once. Only one time. I’d hoped it would ease this insane need I had.”

I groaned as I pictured it.

“They all took turns fucking my mouth at first. One after the other. They wouldn’t even wait for me to swallow the last guy's cum before another one was pushing into me.

Goddammit. I could visualize it like I was right there, watching the entire thing. “Tell me more.”

“As soon as one unloaded, another would pull my hair and shove his cock deep down my throat. Then another would fuck my pussy from behind. I felt like I was drowning in cum.”

I spanked her ass over and over again, knowing I could come right now if I wasn’t holding onto my self-control.

“One of them told me to call him Daddy, and when I pictured you, all I wanted was more. My eyes would close, and I’d imagine you were the one filling my mouth with load after load of your hot cum.”

I imagined her covered in my thick, white ropes of spunk. “There’s another hole you’ve got that Daddy wants, baby.” I pulled out of her, gripped her cheeks, and spread them so I could see her tightest hole.“Perfect little puckered asshole, baby girl. I want to taste you here before I shove my dick in it.”

Poppy reached back and was the one to keep her ass cheeks spread, presenting herself to me like a good girl.

I got on my haunches and dove right in, licking her asshole before flattening my tongue and running it up and down the entire length of her crack. “Mmm, baby, even your asshole tastes good. Best ass I’ve ever eaten.”

“Daddy, your tongue feels so good. Please don’t stop.”

“Never.” I reached between her legs, shoved two fingers into her cunt, and used my thumb to circle her clit. “Are you going to be a good girl and cum for me?”

Poppy moaned as I twisted my fingers inside her wet pussy, scissoring them while I licked at her anus.

“Daddy,” Poppy cried out. “I’m so close. I…. No, you need to stop. I think I’m about to pee.”

Fuck yeah. “Drown Daddy with that sweet pussy juice. Come for me.” I finger-fucked her harder and faster at the same time I pushed my tongue into her asshole.

I added a third finger inside her pussy and leaned back to spit on her anus. I spit on her ass cheeks after that, watching my saliva drip down her creamy skin.

Poppy’s hands gripped the back of the sofa, and she shook her head back and forth rapidly. I twisted my fingers inside her and mouth-fucked her ass right when I felt her pussy clamp down on the digits.

She came for me long and loud.