Me: Yes, Daddy. We can do this anytime. I love you very much. I won’t even think twice before proving that to you, even if it means this-
I kissed him violently again.
Dad: But you know this isn’t common among dads and daughters?
Me: I don’t need it to be. I know I love you, and I know you love me. This is our love, and this is how we express it. How is love different for a husband, wife, daughter, and dad? Love is love. If they express it like this, so can we.
Dad grabbed me by the neck and pushed his tongue deep into me. I sucked on it the way I sucked his dick.
Dad: I love you, Ditty.
Me: I love you too, Daddy.
The word ‘daddy’ seemed to affect him. The next I knew, I felt a sudden pain down there. A loud moan escaped my mouth. I looked down to see half of his hard thick dick thrust inside me.
“What are you doing, Dad?” I whispered and pretended to be shocked.
Dad: I’m just taking what’s mine. And didn’t you say that you love me enough to do anything for me?
“But…” I hadn’t even completed it when he thrust himself fully inside me.
Me: Ahhh. Dad.
I locked my arms around his shoulders. The ‘D-day’ had finally come. I could feel his entire length throbbing against the walls of my pussy. He looked at me with pure lust filled in his eyes.
Me: What’s this dad? Why are we doing this?
Dad: Because we love each other. As you said, why should there be a difference between father-daughter’s love and husband-wife’s? If they can do it, so can we.
Me: But dad, this is like- proper sex. And that, too, it is raw and unprotected. Isn’t this incest?
Dad: It is my baby. You can get some pills later. No way I’m using a condom while feeling ever.
Me: Ahh, Dad. It hurts. Don’t forget I’m your little kid.
Dad: I’ll be gentle, my baby.
He moved his hips to and fro, gently sliding his dick in and out of me. I was in heaven in my mind. But I had to make sure it didn’t show on my face. I kept the face of an innocent girl being used for her body. I didn’t show that I was disinterested.
But I didn’t want to show too keen on fucking him. I wanted him to believe that he was the one who initiated the sex. While, in reality, I was leading the way all along.
He increased his pace slightly, which was too much for me to hold back now. A moan escaped my mouth. This encouraged him further to get rough. He held me by my waist and made me bounce on his dick while he kept moving his hips in sync. It was divine.
“Oh, Daddy, you’re fucking me. You’re fucking your lil girl daddy.” I was moaning.
“You’re so sexy.” He grunted and squeezed my right boob hard with his hand. He slapped my boobs and pulled my nipples.
“Ah, Daddy. It hurts.”
“I like hurting you, baby. Don’t you?”
I bit my lower lip and said with an innocent face, “Okay, Daddy. Anything for you.”
He got more turned on by my reaction. It was evident from his strokes, which became deeper and harder. His dick was tearing my pussy, and it was painful. But oh, so much satisfying.
He pulled my head down by my hair and took my boobs in his mouth as much as he could. He sucked and licked it, but hearing me moaning due to the epic fucking and hair pulling – he bit my boobs hard.
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