The following story is wanton, horny, and full of degrading language; not to mention all the daddy/daughter incest. So, if that's not for you, feel free to go elsewhere for your masturbatory needs.
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I can't really pinpoint the exact moment it happened, but the images are fresh in my mind. Well, that's not exactly true, I do know when it happened, but I don't want to give anything away.
My name is Gabriel, and this is the story of the first time I fucked my favorite little whore...
My daughter.
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In my line of work, I tend to have late nights; especially when I'm managing teams located in different time zones. Because of this I keep an office in our home where you can usually find me late into the night or in the pre-dawn hours.
But, let's face it, you're not here to hear me talk about my work and home.
On that particular night work was scheduled to start at 11:30pm with my project team in Hong Kong. But starting so late does give me a lot of free time to fill, especially when my wife decides to go to bed early, so, naturally, I needed to fill that time somehow.
Though, I think I'm going to digress a bit to give everyone some context.
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Like I said before, my name is Gabriel and, yes, I am married. My wife, Andrea, and I have been together for 20 years. We met at college when we were both 18 years old and shortly after that she became my girlfriend. We were, you could say, a very adventurous couple; even at that young age, and we enjoyed experimenting a lot. We experimented with drugs for the first time together and we quickly learned that it wasn't for us (except for the occasional joint here and there.) We also lost our virginity to each other and, suffice to say, our horniness grew from there. It wasn't long after that we started to share in other experiences.
The first one of those experiences was when we invited one of my friends to join us in bed for a threesome that Andrea enjoyed immensely, but ultimately didn't live up to expectations. In short, my friend stopped talking to us after that because he felt left out during the threesome saying that Andrea didn't pay as much attention to him as she did to me. Go figure, considering he was the one that was invited to join US. So that friendship ended there.
After that experience, my then girlfriend surprised me with a fantasy of my own. She had hired a prostitute for the night on my birthday so we could both share her. Another threesome that, I can attest to, ended much more successfully than our first attempt. I can't really say if it was because it was a stranger this time around or the fact that Andrea was exuding lust out of every pore that night, but we were both, well, all three of us, very happy and satisfied by the end. As an added surprise for that birthday night Andrea later told me she had set up a series of hidden cameras to record the entire encounter with our new friend, Estrella (she told me her name a week later when she surprised me with the recording.)
The night she showed me the video, as we lay in bed watching it, Andrea started jerking me off while she whispered in my ear things like, "You loved that night, didn't you, daddy?" and, "You loved fucking that cheap whore I got for your birthday, didn't you?" The latter she said right before swallowing me whole.
The entire scene was enough to push me over the control edge, "Well, you were the horny slut that got that hooker to begin with," I said as I took a fistful of her hair in my hand. "Besides," I continued, "I didn't see you complaining that night. In fact, I don't think I've ever seen you cum so much before," I grunted as I fucked her face.
It was that night, a week after my 18th birthday, that Andrea got "accidentally" pregnant. I only put "accidentally" in quotations because we had already talked about starting a family; she had stopped taking her birth control pills and it was the perfect excuse for us to get married. And from that unplanned pregnancy our daughter, Fernanda, was born.
At first we were able to keep up with our experimentation, sexually speaking, but the frequency with which we played was much reduced. And two years later, when our son Gael was born, it had all but stopped.
Now a days we are, what you would call, a normal family with what can only be described as an "interesting" past between my wife and me.
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But back to reality... that night would be a long night and I had a couple of hours to burn before work actually started.
At 20 years old our eldest still lived with us and was in her second year of college studying fashion and design and that was her plan for that night. Gael, 18, was a senior in high school and had opted to spend the night with his friends most likely getting drunk or high or both. Something neither his mother nor I could reproach him considering we had been doing the same at a much younger age. But I keep digressing.
As I mentioned before, things change over time and Andrea and I acted like a couple of old fogies, personality-wise, at least, having dinner at 7 and, the nights I didn't work, being in bed by 9. Tonight was no different and Andrea was in bed passing out by 9:30 while our daughter informed us that she would be studying in her room. And as for me, I headed to my office intent of finding a way to burn the couple of hours I had before my first GoToMeeting began. Being the horny bastard that I had always been, making that decision wasn't a hard one as it was usually pulling my cock out and edging myself until it was time to cum and get down to business.
But even this primal act had turned into a reflection of how boring we had become, and a routine had settled in. My routine was simple, I would open my browser in private/incognito mode and open two tabs, one with Pornhub and one with Literotica. I'd always start with Literotica searching for a story in the Group Sex, Celebrities (tell me of someone that doesn't wish they'd be able to fuck one of the most famous women on earth), Affectionate Wives, or Incest/Taboo Genres. I know it's unconventional, but the taboo nature of those stories always made them hotter for me, not to mention my wife's affinity for calling me "daddy" in bed. Once I had my story picked, I would get to reading and stroking. And, if the edging was successful and I had not cum by the end of the chosen story, I would always have some videos queued in Pornhub to finish me off.
That night, I knew, would be a taboo night.
However, something strange happened that night as I started my routine. As I opened my laptop, I noticed that the private/incognito window was already open with the tabs already open to their designated masturbatory sites. A brief moment of panic overtook me as I tried to figure out who could have snooped on my privacy, but it was quickly washed away as thoughts of my wife maybe using the computer before me came rushing just as quickly. After all, she knew of my routine, too and we shared in some playtime every now and then.
Having calmed down I put my soundproof earbuds in and continued with my routine by removing my pants and pulling my still flaccid cock out. As I mentioned before, I knew that night would be a taboo night, especially noticing that my Literotica tab was already open to one of my favorite authors, "silkstockingslover," a brilliant writer that seemed to share in my fetishes as well: incest and lingerie. Most importantly, her stories aren't a billion pages long and take forever to reach their objective; to fuck and cum.
So it was no surprise that I was soon leaning back in my chair leisurely stroking to her words. For that day's session I'd opted for a story in which a horny mother, who in my mind took on the appearance of an older version of my wife, lusts after her virgin son who becomes domineering after finding out just how slutty and lustful she really is. After a long while of slowly stroking I had to pause to relubricate and it was then that I felt the delicate touch of a smaller hand wrap around my cock and squeeze.
I jerked back in surprise but not too violently and not all the way out as someone had me in their hand and all I could think was, "What the fuck?" It wasn't long after that that the small hand began to pump my shaft making sure to squeeze the head tighter, stimulating my urethra causing me to grunt and growl out my approval. And it was then that I heard the words that would change my life forever.
"That's right, Daddy, you keep enjoying your story while your little girl sucks this delicious cock." The words I heard, the voice, THAT made me jerk out of my seat, the violent pull on my dick be damned. As I stared down under my desk all I could only see was the beautiful face and tiny hand of my daughter smiling at me and reaching out to grab hold of my fuck-tool again and giggling taking a lick of the head lapping up the pre-cum that had accumulated. The sensation had been too much and, again, I jumped backwards stunned, my cock falling out of her hand and quickly shrinking to its pre-erection state.
"What in all fuck are you doing in my office?!?" I whisper-screamed at her as to not wake her mother up.
"Isn't it obvious, daddy?" she asked incredulously as she crawled out from under the desk. "I was about to put that huge and delicious cock in my little mouth." Finishing her sentence and free from the confines of the underside of my desk she stayed on her knees in front of me.
"But... what... no..." was all I could stammer.
It was then that I noticed what she was wearing. She was wearing lingerie, the sexiest I'd seen in my life. Her bra was a shelf-cup that only served to lift her firm and large breasts, like those of her mother's, but did not cover her hard, pink nipples. Not able to control my gaze I kept scanning her body downwards when I saw the garter belt attached to a pair of black stockings, the straps of which seemed to be under her barely-there thong.
Seeing that my penis was completely flaccid, my little princess (I still thought of her as my little princess) stood up before me showing herself off. Noticing she seemed to be standing taller than normal I looked down to see she was wearing a pair of sexy stilettos and she said, "Didn't you like what I was doing to you, daddy?"
