Best Daddy's Mother-Daughter Consult
"The doctor's running a little bit behind," the nurse said as we sat in the waiting room of Dr. Sharma's office. She was my daughter's OB/GYN. Since they were all pregnant, they all had to go see her. But never at the same day, of course. Dr. Sharma was too busy to get them all in at the same day. I had been here two days ago with Sarah and would be back tomorrow with Janelle. It was my youngest daughter, Tonya, who was here for her checkup.
Four months in and she was just starting to show. She had the beginning of her "baby bump" as my daughters liked to put it.
"How much is a little?" Tonya asked, the eighteen-year-old girl sitting beside me in a pleated skirt and a tank top that molded to her round breasts. They were looking plumper as her pregnancy progressed. Sarah, my middle daughter, still had tiny tits but her older and younger sister were growing bigger and fuller boobs.
"Oh, forty-five minutes," the nurse said, almost mumbling.
"What?" my daughter gasped, squirming. "But... but..."
"Sorry," she said. "These things happen especially with the last few appointments of the day." The nurse glanced at the mother and daughter sitting beside us. "Sorry, it'll be longer for you two."
"I knew we came too early," the mother said. She sat beside me, a brunette woman in a t-shirt and a pair of jeans, a wedding ring gleaming. She was a busty woman. A MILF. I rather enjoyed married women and their daughters. The girl was eighteen or nineteen, petite like Sarah. She looked nervous. Her first gynecologist visit? "Sorry, Molly."
The girl just shrugged and stared at her phone.
"Ugh," Tonya moaned, squirming beside me. She wore her blonde hair in her usual pigtails, her blue eyes squeezing shut. Then she stood up. "Well, if that's how long we have to wait, we have time to fuck, Daddy."
"Oh, sure," I said.
No one would object. Thanks to the belt buckle's magic, people just accepted that even a good dad could have sex with his daughter, and the best dad, me, could fuck his daughters wherever he wanted. No one would bat an eye. I had enjoyed my daughters in some very public places. They were eager for it.
I had been scared the first few times, but after four months with this power, I had grown used to it. So I just smiled at the mother beside me when she glanced over at my daughter undoing my belt buckle. The woman returned a polite smile and a nod.
"Oh, gonna enjoy my daddy's dick!" purred Tonya. My belt buckle rustled open then she attacked my jeans. In moments, she had my fly open and reached into my boxers.
Already hardening, I swelled to my full girth in her hand. She pulled me out. The woman beside me let out a small gasp at my size. She shifted, a touch of color in her cheeks as Tonya stroked me, a look of pride on her face. A smug delight in my size.
Then she released my cock and grabbed the hem of her tank top. She peeled it up, exposing the slight curve of her pregnant belly, and then her round breasts popped out. Her nipples were a little larger and a darker shade of pink. Her pigtails swayed as she threw her t-shirt down.
"Skirt on or off, Daddy?" she asked. "I'm not wearing any panties."
"Off," I groaned. "I love seeing that bald twat sliding over my dick."
"Okay, Daddy."
"Such a well-behaved daughter," I heard one of the other waiting women say.
My Tonya was very well-behaved. All my daughters would do anything I told them to, even things they would have been huffy and annoyed to do before this all happened. Now they all did their chores without complaint. No, they did them with a smile, happy when I would praise them.
Tonya slid her skirt off her hips and let it fall down her sleek thighs. She kept her pussy shaved, her bald twat gleaming with her excitement. A landing strip of golden curls led to the top of her cunt. I breathed in her tart aroma, savoring the incestuous scent.
She straddled me, just squeezing her thighs into the chair around me. She grabbed my cock and aimed it at her pussy. She leaned down and let it slide into her cunt. I groaned at the feeling of that. It was amazing.
"Goddamn," I groaned as she swallowed inch after inch of my dick. "I love your pussy, honey."
"I love your cock, Daddy," she whimpered as more and more of her pregnant pussy slid down my cock.
It was heaven having one of my daughters' twats around my dick. They all felt so amazing. I loved them all. Janelle, Sarah, and Tonya were all so important to me. And they were all pregnant with girls, the magic, I suspected.
She bottomed out on me. My hands grabbed her ass. I squeezed her butt-cheeks and then groaned as she slid up me, her cute tush flexing beneath my fingers. The pleasure of her pussy massaging my cock soaked through my nuts and my body.
Tonya impaled her cunt down me. My daughter rode me with that forbidden twat. I was the only one that seemed to remember incest was wrong. The only one not under the spell of the belt buckle. I groaned, savoring this delight. My daughter's cunt worked up and down my dick.
"I love your cock, Daddy!" Tonya moaned. "Oh, yes, yes, that's such a big and thick dick."
The nurse called for the next patient. A middle-aged woman who glanced at us and gave us a warm smile. I grinned back at her as I enjoyed my daughter's pregnant pussy sliding up and down my dick. I had performed the most taboo act in the world and bred my daughters.
"Fuck, yes," I groaned. "Work that pregnant twat up and down my dick. Mmm, yes, yes, you're hungry for your daddy's cum."
"Always!" she moaned, her blonde pigtails dancing as her cunt slid up and down my dick.
She held me tight with that silky cunt. It was amazing. My face contorted with delight. I savored her riding me with that naughty cunt. The ache swelled at the tip of my cock. I climbed closer and closer to cumming in her.
Closer and closer to spilling every drop of my cum into her pussy. It would be amazing. I shuddered and groaned, the ache building in my nuts. I loved this, the pressure in my balls swelling and swelling with every second.
"Damn," I groaned. "Goddamn, that's amazing. Tonya, honey, work that cunt up and down my dick."
"Yes, Daddy!"
The woman beside me shifted, watching. "You have such a well-behaved daughter."
"Thanks," I groaned. "She used to be a brat, but now..."
"Now I love my daddy's cock and just want to make him happy!" Tonya moaned. "He's the best daddy ever!"
"Mmm, I can see how much you love him," said the woman. "My Molly would never have sex with her father, let alone in public."
"My dad can change that," moaned Tonya, her pussy gripping me. "He's a specialist in daddy/daughter relationships. He can get any girl to fuck her daddy. He's the best dad ever!"
"I believe that," the woman moaned, her jeans pressing tight. Her large breasts rose and fell in her shirt.
I glanced at Tonya. She winked a blue eye at me.
"God, I love you," I groaned.
