I received a call from my daughter today. I was starting to get worried about her because she keeps to herself and has a habit of avoiding me and shutting me out. Now, I know why: She was failing her college classes and she's flunked out. I sighed and told her to just come home and we'll talk about it.
I should have known better, she wasn't the smartest in the world. But, she seemed so excited and determined to attend college to be a veterinarian or whatever. I was upset at the money she wasted but I couldn't deny I was happy to know she was coming back home. A couple hours later I hear the front door unlock and swing open. My 19 year old daughter comes inside, I could tell she had been crying on the way home.
She was a tiny thing, barely five feet tall with shoulder length brown hair and a cute face that would just make you melt. Small nose and big brown eyes, she almost looks like a kitten. She looked so much like her late mother, and she used that to her advantage. We are the only family we have left, so she knows she's my big weak spot. "D-Daddy I'm sorry." She stammered, her voice cracking. I could tell she knew she fucked up, big time. "Sweetheart, it's alright." I spoke softly as I took her into my arms. As I squeezed her tightly I could feel how she had grown in a couple years. Her hips and her chest, most notably, had filled out a little. She was already well endowed like her mother, but her breasts felt much more noticable as she squeezed me back. She was easily a 42 GG cup. My cock twinged at the thought. I'm 100% certain my daughter knows I have a breast fetish and I'm sure she's used that to her advantage too. She knows I don't get upset with her after one of her hugs.
"You don't have to explain anything right now sweetheart. It was a long drive for you and it's late. Head upstairs, get to bed, and we'll talk about this in the morning, ok?" She nodded, wiped her eyes, and made her way to her old room. I relaxed my shoulders and exhaled deeply. I spent so much energy worried about if my daughter was doing well in college, and now my worst fears were realized. I shook my head and decided I'd take my own advice. I'll deal with it in the morning.
I couldn't sleep. My thoughts kept me awake and irritated me slowly. College was expensive and now she was in debt with nothing to show for it. What was she doing all that time? My daughter is timid, introverted, and doesn't like confrontation, so I figured she would have no problem studying and getting through her classes. I shook my head as a hot anger slowly filled my chest. I wasn't sure how, but she is definitely gonna pay me back for all the money I wasted sending her to college. I suppose I should be thankful she took the failing grade instead of fucking her professors just to pass. The heat in my chest slowly shifted to my 11 inch cock as my thoughts went down the rabbit hole.
I can picture it now, her grades are slipping, so she asks her professor for help during office hours. He grins as he informs her it's too late she's gonna fail unless she does some "extra credit". I shake my head and dismiss the corny scenario. I don't want to think about anyone taking advantage of her. "I want her all to myself." I mumbled without thinking. Yeah, I came to terms with it a while ago, right before she left for college. I want to fuck my daughter, I'm not ashamed to admit it. Her small shoulders, her perfect cute little plum bottom, those gigantic fat breasts. I have an oral fixation as well. Countless times I've imagined those big brown eyes looking up at me while my cock rests on her full lips. Everytime my little sweetheart gives me a kiss on the cheek I wonder what it would be like for her throat to be filled with my cum. My cock is fully erect and straining against my boxers. I pull my shorts down slowly and it springs out, precum emerging from the tip. I decided that today was gonna be the last night I jack off to my daughter. I'm gonna have the real thing from now on.
The next morning I got up a little early. I was too excited to sleep in, so I threw on my robe and prepared breakfast. My daughter wasn't awake yet, but I knew the smell of pancakes would get her up. Sure enough, after I flip the last pancake onto her plate she quietly appears behind me. I don't know how she does that, my daughter was always so sneaky. "Whoa, hey, there you are sleepy sheep. You feeling better?" I said cheerfully. She nods and yawns, perking up a bit at the sight of the pancakes. I handed her a plate and we both sat down to eat, however I couldn't really focus. My daughter was wearing what she slept in last night, one of my tank tops and panties. She always felt so comfortable around me to dress however she wanted, but for me it was torture. As big as my shirts were, they were hardly able to handle her huge tits. A decent amount peeked out over the top of the shirt and it was difficult not to stare. As she ate her pancakes occasionally a drop or two of syrup would decorate her cleavage. I wanted to grab her, hold her down, and lick them clean. I couldn't take anymore. "Sweetheart? You finished? Why don't you go and shower and get cleaned up. We need to have a long talk."
I didn't have much time, maybe about 20 minutes until she finishes her shower. I put away the dishes and get started. I need answers. After rummaging through her things for a few minutes I find her phone. I was surprised to find that she had been texting and calling some guy named Charlie. Her boyfriend I'm assuming, based on the massive amount of texts and the timing of the calls. She contacted this guy and stayed up late, like 4 am late, every day. I was getting pissed. Some of the messages mentioned her regularly skipping classes, sleeping in, and not doing work entirely. The last few messages were sent to him last night saying that, "I would be fine, it's no big deal, my daddy would take care of me." Well that did it for me. I knew exactly what I was going to do now. I quickly typed one last message for him, "Do not call or text me anymore" and turned off the phone. I rushed upstairs into her room and went through her bags. I took every top and bra I could find, every sweater, t-shirt, tank top, crop top, even her jackets, and tossed them into a bag. After hiding the bag in my room, I went downstairs to finish the dishes. It wasn't much longer until I heard the shower stop. After waiting nearly an hour for her to finish drying her hair and everything else, she finally came downstairs.
My daughter had come downstairs wearing just a towel and a puzzled expression on her face. "Um.. Daddy? I can't find any of my shirts, could I borrow one of yours?" I had to stay strong and firm, but seeing her towel hug her curves made me near speechless. I tried my best to look her right in the eyes. "Sweetheart, who is Charlie?" I said, ignoring her request. I folded my arms and did my best to keep a stern look, despite the delicious view in front of me. Her eyes widened and her breath caught in her throat. I walked towards her as I pressed the subject. "I read the texts. You've been skipping classes and work, not giving a damn about the money I spent to put you there. 'Its no big deal?' Are you serious?" My daughter started to get pale in the face, her mouth hung open slightly, unable to find the words for a response. "I-I-I was ju-" I raised my hand to cut her off immediately. "I don't want to hear it. Things are gonna be different now. No more college, no more phone, no more Charlie." Her face froze as I stepped closer to her and gripped her shoulder firmly. With my other hand I undid the towel knot, letting it fall to her feet.
There they were, on full display. Her huge tits wobbled and hung naturally as the towel no longer supported them. I took in a sudden breath, this was my first time seeing them exposed like this. They were absolutely beautiful, full and heavy and round. Her cute little nipples made the overall breast seem even bigger. I couldn't believe what a beautiful woman my sweetheart had grown up to be. She immediately tried to cover herself with her hands but she fumbled at the attempt, it was impossible to cover everything. "Daddy! Wha-" I grabbed her chin and tilted her head to look up at me. "You're mine now, so listen up. There are some new house rules you're gonna follow. First, you are gonna be topless at all times. I don't want you wearing anything above the waist except this." She trembled slightly as I reached into my robe pocket and pulled out a small black collar. My cock was fully erect by now and my heart was beating out of my chest. Reality set in for my daughter as I snapped the collar around her neck, marking her as my pet.
Her face turned a deep red as she noticed my cock starting to poke out from my robe. She tried to back away but I grabbed her again by the shoulder and pushed her down to her knees. Frozen in shock, she stared wide eyed as I pressed my cock onto her face. "Oh my god Daddy youre- I can't, you're too-," I rested my hand on the back of her head, letting her know I was serious, and impatient. "Oh yes you can sweetheart. Second, from now on you're sucking my cock, whenever I want. The moment I wake up to the moment I fall asleep, if I look down I better see your mouth filled with all 11 inches of this cock. Doesn't matter if I'm cooking, doing dishes, eating, working on the computer, or brushing my teeth. You're entire purpose is to suck my cock."
