"Um...so as I was saying, if we leverage, uh...umm..."
"You okay there?" one of the virtual meeting attendees asked Miri and Dove's father.
"Ergh...I...I think I'm not feeling well...sorry, gotta go!" He quickly disconnected the call and pushed back from the desk. "Dove!"
His 18-year-old ash blonde daughter, in a bra and short-shorts, was on her knees before him, wiping a bit of drool from her mouth. "Sorry, Daddy, did I distract you?" Her eyes fell upon his hard, above average cock bobbing between his legs. "Just trying to do my duty."
"I was fine before you came in. It was you who caused...this." He flexed his member, making her wide blue eyes go wider.
"Was I naughty, Daddy? Do you want to punish me?" She got up and presented her rounded, shorts-clad ass to him.
Moments later, she was shrieking as her father's hand came down repeatedly onto her plush behind. Her shorts were gone and her panties were askew. Each impact reverberated down into her puffy vaginal lips and clit as she writhed across his lap.
After that initial flurry of one-hand claps, her father rubbed his warm palms over her even warmer buttcheeks. She shifted over a little so she could awkwardly jack her father's cock off with one hand. His fingers went between her legs and she gasped as they rubbed along her engorged pudendum.
"Did you have sex with Miri, Daddy?" she gasped out as they stroked each other.
"Um, uh..."
"You did! Bad Daddy!" She squeezed his shaft, making him groan. "She has a boyfriend!"
"Uh, she was just doing her duty..."
She scrambled to her feet, causing her shorts to slip down her legs. After a moment's consideration, she pulled her panties down as well and sat down across her father's thighs, facing him.
"Uh, Dove..."
She stroked his cock again. "I don't have a boyfriend...do you think I'm pretty, Daddy?"
He didn't like the way the conversation with his virgin daughter was going, so moved his fingers back between her legs to find her engorged clit. "You're so pretty, baby."
"Unh...am I sexy?"
"So sexy..."
"Ohh, Daddy...Daddeee..." They were stroking each other faster as each approached their own release.
"Unhh!" As he began spewing his load, his fingers slipped inside her.
"DADDEEE!!" Dove screamed as she came, the feeling of his hot cum spurting onto her tummy pushing her over the edge. "Uh! Uhh!" In her mind, she saw the weird man from the elevator during their trip to the city, his leering face leaning in.
"And one last thing, ladies...you won't remember this until it's time, but if you ever orgasm while helping him...hee hee..."
A hidden switch activated in Dove's head and she lost consciousness.
She woke to find herself in her bed. Her father was standing over her, his cock tucked back away. "You okay, baby?"
"Mm...soo good, Daddy."
"I was worried when you passed out. I gotta get back to work, so you can clean up, right?" At her nod, he headed back to his office.
She looked down at her half-naked form, at the cooling globs of her father's cum on her tummy and she saw that some had dripped down into her trimmed ash blonde pubic hair. She moved her fingers down into the white stuff, testing the viscosity of it between two fingers. This is the stuff that makes babies, she mused.
Her mind flashed back to the elevator again and her fingers moved down between her legs. She arched her back and slipped the cum-covered digits between her prominent, dripping vaginal lips. "Ohh..." Then she smeared more of his stuff on her fingers to likewise deposit it inside her unprotected pussy. As she pushed the last of his incestuous seed into her overheated reproductive system, she recalled...that man...he had said...
"...if you ever orgasm while helping him...hee hee...you'll want to have his baby."
"Uh-hkk!" She came again with her cum-covered fingers pushed as deeply inside her as she could get them, instinctively elevating her hips to allow her father's dangerous, sperm-filled semen to slip closer to her spasming cervix.
When she recovered, she noticed the blood on her fingers...she hadn't even felt her hymen tear.
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That night, Miri went out with her boyfriend Bill. She felt confused as to why she was feeling guilty...she had just been helping her father with his sexual release like a good daughter. Yes, they'd gone overboard with how she did that, but the rules didn't specify the method. Still, Bill had been the only man she'd ever had sex with, and now her father had been added to that very small list, the second man to have inseminated her sexy teen body...
She moaned at the thought of her father's hot load gushing inside her.
"You okay?" Bill asked her between bites of his taco.
"Stomach ache," she lied. She crossed her legs under her skirt and rubbed her thighs together in an attempt to calm her body.
He looked at her half-eaten burrito. "Guess Taco Bell wasn't the smartest place to eat if you're having stomach problems."
She pushed the food away. "Yeah."
"Y'wanna go play some minigolf?"
"Yeah!"
Around the ninth hole, Bill and Miri slipped into a quiet alcove in the underground playplace to make out, since nobody was around. By the time they continued playing, her body was thrumming with unreleased sexual energy from his strong hands on her breasts and butt and his warm mouth on her neck and lips. They quickly finished the game and headed to the trainyard.
In the back seat of Bill's Tercel, Miri was just about to mount her boyfriend's six-inch cock when she had a thought: she still hadn't taken the previous night's birth control pill. Not that missing a pill or two would make her pregnant, but the thought that Bill and her could make a baby seemed...somehow wrong. Normally she liked the carefree feeling of his hot load spewing deep inside her, her pills the only thing keeping her from having a baby out of wedlock, but instead she knelt in between his legs and took his turgid member into her mouth.
"Ohh, Miri..." Bill gasped, "you've never...uhh...I'm not complaining...woww..."
It only took a few minutes before she managed to suck him off, and she swallowed it down, not wanting to make a mess. His stuff tasted a little different from her father's...saltier, but not in a good way. She grimaced as she licked the last of it from the crannies of her mouth and swallowed before laying into her boyfriend's shoulder, her mind whirling.
"That was amazing, babe," he sighed.
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Dove said goodnight to her father as he went to bed and then went to the front window to look out at the dark street. It was 10 PM and Miri still wasn't home. Not that Dove was worried, but the older sister would normally help their father with his nightly release. Well, if she wasn't going to do it...
She pulled off her pajama pants, opened her father's door slightly, and reached in to turn off the light.
"Miri?"