Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content.
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"Dad!" Zarina screamed at the top of her lungs from the kitchen as she swallowed the last of her cereal. They were going to be late this morning and she couldn't afford another absence at school this month. "It's 8: 15...we've gotta run!"
Zarina was an average 18 year old high school student. Her grades weren't wonderful and she would rather spend her time out with her friends or with her boyfriend Marcus. She knew her dad wasn't a fan of her choice in men and noticed how he scowled every time Marcus was around. She knew the feeling was mutual as Marcus told her that he always had an uneasy feeling about her dad.
Brunette hair and exceptional turquoise eyes that shone like the sea, Zarina knew she was an attractive young woman. Today she wore a tiny black skirt and a black baby-t shirt that read:
"Objects In T-Shirt Are Larger Than They Appear".
Her hair was in a long pony tail and her bangs were brushed to the side.
"Dad!" She screamed again, getting no response. She grabbed her backpack off of the kitchen counter and walked to the front door of their large condo.
"I'm coming, I'm coming." came a voice from behind her.
Her dad, Jerrick, was a doctor at a nearby practice. He stood about a foot taller than herself and had salt and pepper hair which Zarina thought made him look distinguished.
They're relationship had always been one of distance as neither one sought to become close with the other. Zarina's mother, Savannah, wasn't much different. She was usually more busy writing her novel than she was being a mother.
"You two haven't left yet?" Savannah approached the condominium doorway where her daughter was standing. "You're supposed to be at school in 15 minutes. Where's your father?" She placed her hands on her hips in exasperation.
"I was just grabbing a different tie." Jerrick came up behind his wife and wrapped his arms around her. He twirled her around and kissed her passionately on the lips. Zarina adjusted her backpack and rolled her eyes. Sometimes she hated how much 'PDA' her parents showed.
"You're in a good mood today..." Her mom giggled as Jerrick slid his hand along his wife's crotch, teasing her.
"You have no idea how....frustrated....I am right now, Vannah." He whispered in her ear and placed his wifes hand on his crotch so she could feel just how hard he was.
Zarina threw the door open. "I'm waiting at the elevator, dad. When you're done molesting mom, I'll be outside." she pulled the door shut behind her.
Jerrick pushed his wife up against the door. "Honey, you're going to be late," his wife smiled. He smirked and leaned in to kiss her again.
"I'll call in sick..." he slid his hand inside her pants and rubbed his fingers against her shaved clit. "Your daughter is waiting by the elevator. Please take her to school." his wife begged.
"Spoilsport." he mumbled, pulling his hand out and grabbing his briefcase. Jerrick adjusted his pants to compensate for his growing hard-on. "We'll finish this later, then." He kissed his wife once more before heading out the door.
Zarina stood impatiently waiting by the elevator, having already pushed the button. "There's no way I'm going to be on time now," she huffed at her dad.
Jerrick glanced at his daughter. "I'll write you a note. Don't worry, Zar." he said. The elevator dinged and opened in front of them, void of other parties. They stepped in and Zarina pushed the button for the lobby.
"Whatever, dad." she rolled her eyes.
Jerrick was getting fed up with his daughters attitude lately. She had been missing school to hang out with her boyfriend and she had no interest in the fact that it was her final year or looking into collages.
Zarina let her backpack fall to the ground and leaned against the wall of the elevator. Jerrick looked his daughter up and down. She was turning into a young woman and looked remarkably like her mother. As Jerrick suddenly thought of his wife, he remembered just how horny he was. He shifted his cock in his pants once more.
The elevator screeched to a sudden halt and the main lights went out, leaving the lone emergency light.
"What the fuck?" swore Zarina.
"Don't swear," said Jerrick, pressing the communication button on the elevator panel so that he could talk to security. The button did nothing.
"Fuck." he swore. Zarina smirked. "What the hell are we supposed to do now?"
"I dunno, wait, I guess." said Zarina. The solitary emergency light barely lit up the space around them. It was dim and the elevator was warm. Jerrick loosened his tie and glanced at his daughter, reading the words on her shirt. "Why do you were shirts like that?" he spat at her.
Zarina scowled at her father. "'Cause I'm a whore, dad. I want all the guys to read my shirt and want to fuck my brains out." she spat back at him sarcastically.
Jerrick narrowed his eyes at her. He was a patient man, but only to a certain degree. He was sexually frustrated and angry at being stuck in an elevator for who knows how long. His arm suddenly shot up and he grabbed his daughter by her pony tail.
"You know, I've had just about enough of that smart mouth of yours." he growled, pulling her head back and glaring into her eyes. Zarina's mouth fell open slightly as she looked up at her dad. Jerrick pushed her up against the opposite wall of the elevator, still holding her by her pony tail.
"Dad..." Zarina looked fearfully into her fathers angry eyes.
"You dress like a little slut and then you make jokes about it to me? How is that fair? I'm standing here with a monster of a hard on and you just couldn't care less, could you?" he spat at her.
"Dad, I'm not..." she swallowed.
"Shut up, you little slut." he leaned in closer to her. "I think a little slut like you needs a good solid cock inside you, don't you?" While Jerrick held onto his daughters pony tail with one hand, he undid his belt with is other hand. "This will be better than anything that fuck up of a boyfriend could give you."
Zarina just shook her head in disbelief. She couldn't believe what her father was about to do. She prayed the elevator would start up again and that he wouldn't touch her. She prayed in vain.
Jerricks pants fell to the ground, revealing his tented boxers. He reached up underneath his daughters skirt and pulled her panties down. A black thong. Just what he would have expected from his little slut of a daughter. "Take them off." He ordered.
Zarina complied and removed her panties, pushing them away with her foot. Jerrick reached his hand underneath his daughters skirt again, finding a smoothly shaved cunt. "You shave your pussy for that fucker?" he yanked at her ponytail again. Jerrick began to massage his fingers against his daughters clit, finding that she was already dripping wet.
"You dirty little whore. You're already wet for me."
