Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content.
Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction. All characters are at the legal age of 18 or older.
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Knock, knock
"Room service, open up please."
Richard groaned upon being torn out of his sleep by that noise. He was immediately assaulted by a headache, before he even had the time to glance at his watch. It was afternoon already!
"Open up please," a female voice repeated, followed by another stern knocking on the wooden door of their hotel room.
It took a moment, but he gathered his strength and got up on his feet to partially open the locked door. He was greeted by an annoyed stare by the maid who, apparently, must have spent a good few minutes already with her attempt to get someone's attention.
"I'm sorry," he blurted out. "We're fine actually. We don't need anything."
"That's not what I'm here for. I needed to remind you to clear the room within the hour so we can prepare for the next guests," the maid explained before turning away and leaving.
"Huh, all right," Richard mumbled to himself. He felt a pinch of guilt after seeing how upset the maid had been.
He slowly closed the door and yawned sleepily. It was then, that he remembered pieces of what happened the night before. Ashley, his precious daughter... she had fallen victim to that old pervert. Maybe she had changed her mind, or maybe she didn't. It was his responsibility to make sure his daughter was alright.
And so, the concerned father rushed to the occupied bedroom and swiftly opened the door. He wasn't prepared for what he saw.
Their bed was in plain view, and he watched his daughter being spooned tightly by her new partner. Jack was lazily inching his hips back and forth, just enough to drive his erection into the teenager's pussy. There were no bed covers to hide any of the action. Jack's fat dick gradually disappeared into the girl's well-used slit until every inch was out of sight, and embedded deep within her.
Richard, desperately wishing for all this to be a nightmare, looked at his daughter's vagina. Her swollen lips embraced the grotesquely thick cock that kept jabbing into her. The frothy white residue of old sperm covered most of her labia, and the bed sheets beneath them were wet and soaked through with the copious juices they spilled all night long.
Ashley had no energy left to moan, so all she could utter was an ecstatic whimpering each time she was being penetrated. They didn't immediately notice they weren't alone anymore.
"Oh man, sorry about this," Jack said out of nowhere. Richard looked up and realized that he had been caught spying on the couple. "I was gonna tell you properly during breakfast or something," he continued. Simultaneously, his thrusting slowed down but didn't stop entirely. He sounded more amused than upset by the surprise visit.
Ashley slowly came to her senses. It took her a while, she wasn't in a good shape. She slept for only a couple hours, and had been dehydrated all night long already. And on top of that, when she woke up, it wasn't because of a gentle hug or a kiss. She woke up in the middle of being fucked, the same way she had fallen asleep in the first place. It had been a constant marathon. But, now that her father was nearby, she was slowly escaping her dreamy, lust-driven state of euphoria.
"Blanket...I need the blanket, need to cover us," she mumbled right away. Her hand reached for the blanket on the other side of the bed, but Jack had his arms wrapped around her chest and kept her close. His hands were groping and toying with her tits. He must have been rough at some point, because Richard could clearly see red imprints of the man's fingers, all over his daughter's breasts.
"Shh babe, it's okay, he's your father," Jack whispered back at her. "He's seen your vagina a million times, this is barely any different. It's just a part of your body...and a part of my body. And by connecting the two parts, we're just having a happy morning together."
Richard nearly choked. That explanation was so tame and clean. It didn't accurately describe the scene that he was witnessing. Each thrust coaxed a bit of semen out of Ashley's widely stretched slit. There was a real sense of fear that her genitals were permanently ruined after being at the mercy of an organ of that size.
On top of that though, Richard felt like he could barely breathe. The air inside the room was stale and thick with the pungent aroma of sex. He refused to believe that he was truly inhaling it, but there was the distinct scent of pussy lingering in the air. It was a horrifying feeling to know he was breathing in the smell of his own daughter's excited cunt. There was also the smell of sperm, which mixed with the scent of sweat. It was a primal aroma.
In an attempt to avoid embarrassing his daughter any further, he made no mention of that discovery.
He couldn't keep himself from looking at her crotch. It was mesmerizing to see a cock so casually moving into her and disappearing from sight. She didn't even complain, her body had adjusted. Jack had fucked every trace of her virginity out of the girl's genitals.
It was too much to handle. If he remained in that room any longer, he would go crazy. He gathered what little courage he had left and spoke up.
"I'll tell you what. How about I go down to the lobby and check out if the issues with our flight are resolved. Maybe I'll grab some food on the way. You two...finish up, and we can talk about this later. When you're both dressed. And I strongly recommend you use some kind of birth control before you continue," he told them sternly. "Ashley isn't on the pill. She's completely unprotected."
"Of course, man. Anything you say," Jack replied without ever bothering to pause their lazy lovemaking. If anything, it seemed like he was nearing another orgasm.
Richard reluctantly accepted the situation and left the room. It would be difficult to try and convince his daughter to take a morning after pill, considering her religious beliefs and personality. But it would be for the best. He was certain that she would regret it if she were to get pregnant from a drunken one-night stand. She may not have been able to save herself for marriage, but she would still be able to have a normal life with her future husband. Some good and respectable guy.
