Daddy's Little Whore

Daddy's Little Whore

A Story of Incest

Jahi DeVil

Chapter 3

Daddy's Little Whore

A Story of Incest

© Copyright 2024, Jahi DeVil, All Rights Reserved

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Disclaimer: This story is erotic fiction. The text is intended for adults only. All characters depicted are 18 years old and older.

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, and incidents are either products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or persons and between characters and real persons, living or dead, is coincidental.

Author's Note: This story has graphic depictions of sexual intercourse, including consensual and reluctant incest. Remember: In real life, consent is never a choice. That's why I've written these stories down, so we can enjoy being naughty together in the privacy and comfort of our minds. Thank you for partaking in my smut and remember to bump uglies responsibly!

WARNING!! I must note that this is

EXTREME TABOO EROTICA

.

Turn back if incest, particularly incest between a father and daughter

is offensive to you.

I wrote this book to share my fantasies and secret desires with you, my readers. I hope that you gain as much pleasure from reading them as I do when writing them.

All characters here are fictitious and 18 years of age and older, any resemblance to anyone living or dead is not intentional and merely coincidental.

DEDICATION

I dedicate this book to all of you, my fans, the perverted lovers who support me by buying and reading all my books and short stories. Thank you! Without your support, I wouldn't be here!

Chapter 3

Monicat shivered and sighed as her bladder emptied. "Occupied!" she yelled as she heard the doorknob turning. She pulled tissue off the roll as the door swung open "Occu....Shane! You son-of-bitch! What the fuck are you doing? Don't you fucking knock?"

Shane laughed as she bent down and started pulling her panties up her shapely legs. "Nah bitch you won't be needing those just yet!"

He grabbed her roughly by the arm and swung her against the bathroom door, pinning her. She squirmed, though not very hard, in an attempt to get out from his muscular body. His eyes were glassed over and red and his breath wreaked of far too many beers. "Let me go Shane, you're not funny!"

"Oh, I'm not trying to be funny, I've been wanting to get some of that sweet pussy for quite some time now!" his hand slipped under her skirt, groping between her legs.

"Shane, c'mon damn it! Brit is downstairs! We can't do this." His mouth pressed hard against hers stifling her words. Her lips parted as his tongue worked into her mouth. His thick fingers dug into her pink folds.

"Yeah, yeah she'll get hers later, right now I want you!" He worked at getting his pants open. His hard cock pressed against her. He grabbed her ass and hoisted her up.

"What the fuck is wrong with you! You know this is wrong!" Her hands pressed against his chest; his fingers dug into her thighs as he pulled her up against him.

"Is it? You're telling me you don't want this?" His cock now pressed against the opening of her smooth wet pussy. She opened her mouth to speak but her words were stilted she could only gasp as his cock slipped into her. He was right, she had wanted him, but her best friend was crazy about him. None of that mattered as she relented, his cock filled her tight cavity. The slick velvety walls closed around him, sucking him into her steamy depths.

Her legs wrapped around his waist tight as he began thrusting into her, slow but hard, he rammed his fat, veiny cock into her. They grunted like rutting pigs. His fingers dug into her firm ass, her legs squeezed his waist tighter. She locked her ankles together as her abdomen tightened, her orgasm exploded. Her body shook against him as she held on tight.

"Ahh fuck yeah cum on my cock bitch!" Shane thrusted harder, slamming her hard against the door with every thrust of his hips.

"Hurry up! I gotta take a piss!" They heard someone outside in the hall, pounding on the door. Their bodies banged and rattled the door in its frame. Shane couldn't hold on any longer. He violently rammed his cock deep into her, his nuts tightened, his cock swelled and released ropes of thick, creamy semen inside her, coating her walls and dripping from her.

"Oh, my God Shane! Holy fuck!" Monicat kissed him hard, driving her tongue into his mouth, her fingers tangled in his hair as she pulled him hard into their kiss.

The doorknob rattled, "C'mon damn-it! I'm gonna piss my pants!" The stranger yelled, pounding on the door.

"Man, just wait your fucking turn asshole!" Shane yelled back through the door. Monicat let her legs slip down, his cock slid out of her, letting a rush of thick cum ran down her thigh. She reached down and ran her fingers through the cream and licked her fingers clean, smiling wickedly and winked. Shane zipped up and fastened his pants "Good God Monicat." He shook his head "You are some wild bitch."

Monicat winked at him and smiled as she grabbed some tissue and wiped her thighs. Shane swung the door open and stepped out "It's about damn time geez." The guy pushed past him and hurried to the toilet. Monicat looked in the mirror, fixing her hair and make-up. "Uh do you mind? I'm trying to take a leak." He pulled his flaccid cock out and turned to the toilet.

"So, go! No one is stopping you. Or can't you pee with an audience." She turned and leaned against the sink as the first gush of urine hit the bowl hard. She tilted her head and looked at his cock. "Funny how they can be so small and get so big when they get hard ain't it?" she giggled, mocking him.

His face turned red, "Hey, it's not that small!"

She stepped over and grabbed his limp wrinkled dick as he finished pissing. "Eh I've seen smaller, I guess. Seen a lot bigger too." She let his cock go, getting his pants wet.

"Hey what the fuck is wrong with you! You got piss on my pants!" She laughed and shrugged as she turned and washed her hands then turned to walk out.

"Whoa, you just gonna leave my like this?" Monicat turned, his cock was now hard. She smiled and wrapped her fingers around his meaty shaft and pumped her fist a few times. She leaned in and kissed his nose and chuckled, "As a matter of fact I am." She spun around and walked out leaving him standing there. A slender girl walked in as he stood there. "God what are you some little perv!" He quickly hooked his pants and ran past her.

Monicat headed down the stairs, the music blared as another couple ran past her on the stairs, anxiously heading for one of the empty bedrooms. At the bottom of the stairs Shane and Brit stood kissing. Shane groped and squeezed her plump ass. Breaking their kiss, Shane turned and looked up, watching Monicat as she walked down the stairs. Then said to Brittany, "Hey babe, I'm gonna grab some more beer, you want some?"

Brittany frowned, not happy with how much Shane was drinking. "Haven't you had enough already?"

"Don't start with me Brittany, it's a party, why you always gotta hassle me about drinking?" he stomped off, brushing past her. Brittany stood there surprised. "What the hell is with him Monicat? God he gets so pissed. I don't know, he's so sweet when he's sober and turns into a major ass when he drinks." Her eyes were wet as she blinked away the tears, watching him stomp across the room.

"Yeah maybe that's a warning sign ya know sweetie?" Monicat hugged her friend tightly. "Or, maybe you should just relax and have a good time, I mean it is a party."

"Oh, so you're gonna start on me too?" Monicat shook her head, "I'm not starting on you Brit, I'm just saying, relax, have some fun. You don't have to get wasted or anything." Brit sighed, "Yeah I guess so, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to snap at you."

"Hey what were you doing upstairs anyway? You were gone for a while. Was there a line for the bathroom? Or, you weren't...you know, in the bedroom with some guy were you?" Brit smiled at her.

"No, I wasn't in a bedroom with some guy. Actually, I was in the bathroom with some guy." Monicat laughed as Brittany's mouth gaped open in surprise. "Oh my god! Are you serious?" she grabbed Monicat's arms and screamed. "Who?" her voice high and shrill. "I don't know who he was, he had to pee, so I held his dick for him!" she ran her fingers through her thick raven hair. "No, you didn't!" Brit stomped her foot as she giggled.

"Yeah actually I did. I had to pee, then checked my hair and make-up, and he came in, said he needed to piss. I figured what the hell, I'd give him a hand!" Monicat turned and poured a shot of bourbon in a cup and took a heavy drink. She flinched as it burned going down.

"Oh my god Monicat, you are so out of control. I could never do anything like that. I would be so embarrassed." She couldn't help but laugh at the thought of her best friend holding some stranger's dick while he pissed. "Why would you be embarrassed? It was his tiny, wrinkled dick." Brittany rolled her eyes and shook her head, "I don't know I just would be." Shane returned with two red solo cups of beer. "Hear babe." He shoved one of the cups at Brittany and wrapped an arm around her waist. "Thank you, I'm sorry, you know, about earlier, you're right it's a party. I need to chill and just have a good time, right?" She looked up at him and smiled. "Hell yeah! That's my girl. Hey baby, c'mon, let's go upstairs." He gestured with his head and grabbed her hand leading her upstairs. Monicat laughs, shaking her head, "Have fun you two." Shane turned and winked at Monicat, "Yeah you too." He laughed and led Brittany to a bedroom.

That was strange,

Monicat thought as she headed through a doorway into a three-season room.

What did he mean with that wink, just seemed odd.

She flopped down on the couch and shrugged it off just as a beer appeared before her, "You look thirsty and alone."

Her gaze shifted, and standing before her was Robert. He was tall, tan and gorgeous. Unable to ignore the bulge in his shorts she reached for the beer and smiled. "Thanks, actually I am." Monicat downed that last of the bourbon in her glass.

"You are what? Thirsty or alone?" He smiled and sat next to her on the couch, "I hope it's okay if I join you."

"Both, actually. Yeah, sure, I'm just setting here, listening to the music, deciding should I stay or just go home." She takes a long drink from the brown bottle and winces, she really doesn't even like beer.

"Oh, well, I hope you'll stick around for a bit, I've been wanting to meet you since you got here." His hand landed on her upper thigh, just below her mini skirt. "Oh, I'm sorry, do you want me to move it?"

She shrugged, "No, I guess it's okay." She tilted her head, leaning on her hand as she looked at him. "You've been wanting to meet me? Really?"

"Oh yeah, absolutely. I saw you walk through the door with the little blonde chick, Brittany? Isn't it?" As he talked his hand moved upward slowly, in short minute movements, cautiously. The beer was getting to her, and honestly her boundaries aren't all that strong anyway.

Two couples came in and sat across the room and started kissing, their hands moving over one another. "Ummmm, yeah...Brittany. Do you know her? Nah, well kinda, Shane talks about her a lot, he's been trying to get her for a while." He gulps the last of his beer and sets the empty bottle down.

"

Trying to get her?

What like some conquest or something? Add to his long list of bitches he's banged?" Monicat was slightly irritated over the comment.

"Whoa no, no, I didn't mean it that way. Sorry, those were Shane's words." He turns quickly to face her, his hand is under the skirt now. Looking into her eyes, he leans in and kisses her. As he does, his hand moves all the way in, finding her panties are soaked. His fingers ran up and down over her puffy folds. She lays back on the couch, her legs parting to give him access to her growing wetness. He tugs at her panties; her ass raises letting them slide over her hips and down her long legs. His fingers slide through the smooth pink folds, her hips jut upwards in response. Monicat pulls at his shirt and slips it over his head. His stomach is flat and ripped, his chest rock hard. Her tongue tangles with his as they kiss, her mouth opens wider. He pushes a finger into her and moves in and out. Her hips rock, fucking his finger. She works frantically pushing down his shorts, his cock springs free, long thick and covered with veins. She slips her own top over her head, her nipples hard, tingle when the cold air hits them.

Others have come into the room, unnoticed by the two, some couples as well as single guys and girls. Robert pulls his fingers from her tight pussy and quickly pulls her skirt off. He lays her down on the sofa, she spreads her legs for him, presenting her wet, dripping slit. She watches as he kneels between her legs, holding his cock he teases rubbing the head up and down through those wet folds. She gasps as he pushes into her, his heavy balls press tight against her ass. He lays down on top of her nearing her lips then whispers in her ear, "Mmmm Shane was right!"

She looked at him surprised, "What are you talking about?"

"He said you'd be easy to get your legs spread and perfect for the occasion." She pushed against his chest, "Get the fuck off me! What occasion?" She struggled underneath him.

"Baby we picked you to be tonight's pig! Uh, Cum Pig, that is! Look around the room baby, see, most, if not all these guys are gonna have a turn with you tonight, and your good friend Shane set it up!" She squirmed trying to get away. "Get off me you son of a bitch! Let me go!"

"Nah nah, this is gonna happen, and before you try to claim rape, they all have photos and videos of you going along with everything, they won't believe you." With that he began thrusting into her, hammering at her, she tried to hide her face as everyone in the room had their phones out snapping pictures and video. Clapping and laughing, as Robert ravaged her pussy. One of the guys already naked walked over to her, jerking his cock, he grunted and shot thick ropes into her face and hair. Then rubbed the tip against her lips. Just then Robert buried deep inside her, his balls gushing their thick load into her. As he pulled out of her, a huge whoosh of cum poured from her as the next in line climbed on top of her and was inside her before she could even try to get away. Not that she wanted to. A part of her wanted it, it excited her, the thrill of all these guys taking her, using her.

What is wrong with

me, she thought. One by one they took their turn, she had no idea how many there were, and honestly didn't care, she wanted them all, she found herself hoping it would be all of them. The room had been full, as one left, one or two more would come in to the room. It went on for hours, some would jerk off and cum in her face or mouth, others forced their cocks into her mouth and fucked her plump lips, pushing their cock deep into her throat until she choked. None of them lasted very long, her sole purpose this night was a place for them to cum, to get their nuts off. She had heard of these parties, but never thought she would end up in one, and enjoy it.

She heard someone making pig sounds, soon the room was joining in, it was Shane, this was all Shane, he caused this and now he was humiliating her even more. "Piggie piggie, fuck that piggie!! Give it to her boys! Look at her! She's loving it!!" He gave a high five to the guy that was driving his cock into her. He turned to the rest of the room. "All done? Everybody get their dicks in the piggie?" Shouts and hollers, loud applause. The skinny guy pushed into her one last time and let go, his cum pumped into her, mixing with the others, oozing down her ass.

Shane was on top of her instantly, "Fuck yeah, twice tonight I'm hittin' this pussy! Tell her bitch, tell your best friend you fucked her guy in the bathroom. Tell her how you gushed that pussy all over my cock!" He pounded her hard, "That's right baby! Your best friends a fucking slut! And now she's a piggie! A cum piggie!" He grunted as he fucked her, she couldn't help it, as much as she hated to admit she had enjoyed tonight, she had enjoyed their fucking in the bathroom. She enjoyed the ravaging. Shane grabbed her throat and slammed into her one last time as her orgasm exploded, her legs shook, she wrapped her arms around him both grunting and groaning as his cock jerked inside her, his cum flooding her insides. She dug her nails into his arms, her back arched, her ass bucked against him.

Brittany leaned against the wall in tears, her face scrunched up in surprise, and despair as she watched her best friend, covered and sticky with cum being fucked one after another and enjoying it. She felt that sickening wave wash over her, she wanted to vomit. Monicat went limp, her legs splayed wide, she lay week and exhausted. She knew there was a crowd around her taking pictures, shooting video, people running their fingers through her pussy. Shane walked to where Brittany was standing, "What the fuck is wrong with you, you bastard? How could you do this to her?"

"How could I do it? Your friend is a fucking slut! Haven't you figured that out by now? She didn't have to let me fuck her in the shitter tonight! She didn't have to fuck Robert. She was naked and her legs spread five fucking minutes after she met him! What would you call that if not a slut!"

"This is all your fault Shane, I hate you! You did this, you did all of it!"

"I did what guys do, I tried to get pussy, your friend just happened to be the one I got it from, get over it. Why should I work hard for it, when it's easy to get from that slut?" Brittany slapped Shane across the face. Shane laughed and pushed Brittany aside as he walked off.

Brittany looked at her friend laying on the couch, she ran over and knelt on the floor near her.

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Her phone dinged, Brittany again. She couldn't, not yet. She betrayed her best friend two nights ago and hadn't spoken to her since. How could she? Why had she let him make her in the bathroom? She knew it was wrong, but she couldn't control herself. He had done everything right, and then he was inside her. It was too late. He was thrusting deep into her, there was no turning back, no way to stop him, even if she had wanted to. That was just it, she hadn't wanted him to stop. Then it was over, he flooded her insides with thick cum.

Before she knew it, her hand was between her thighs, rubbing her wet pink folds. How many had there been? She didn't know, ten? Fifteen? More? She knew about the weekly Pig party, everyone on campus knew about it. The photos and videos already posted on the ' Barnyard', a porn blog created and maintained by the members of the frat house. 'Piggie of the Week'. Her phone had already blown up with calls and messages from horny guys.  Multiple dick pics sent by anonymous guys.

Her fingers pumped frantically in and out of her wet pussy. Her back arched and her hips rolled. Her fingers curled just inside the tight opening, pressed against the soft, squishy mound of flesh. She couldn't hold out any longer. Her slippery walls clamped her fingers as the first wave of orgasm crashed over her. Up and down, the tide carried her.  Her juices gushed from her with each spasm. Her body twisted and contracted, like a serpent.  Her orgasm weakened, but not her desire. She needed fucked, hard.