Daddy Spanks His Good Little Girl
Tamara Spencer
The tears spilled hot down my cheeks. I knelt on my parents' bed, my lips still sticky with Mommy's pussy. Daddy just abandoned me. He didn't want to make love to me. He didn't want to put a baby in my belly. He threw me off him and ran.
"Wait, Andrew, wait!" Mommy shouted as she chased after him, rushing down the stairs.
"What the fuck was that, Alexis!" Daddy roared from downstairs.
It was so simple. He had come back from six months overseas in the army. In the Middle East fighting bad guys. He had a week's leave before he had to go and finish his tour. This was my chance to be bred by the others in the Daddy's Good Girl Club. With the help of my friends (and their mothers), I had seduced Mommy into incest. She helped me arrange it for today.
First, she made love to Daddy, then she invited me in to join them. I ate her out while Mommy stroked his dick. I thought Daddy was getting into it, but then he shoved me away when I kissed him after Mommy came.
He hated me.
I was a disgusting little girl.
I screeched from the pain and fell back on the bed. It wasn't fair. It wasn't. All my friends were bred. I had to spend the last few months watching them seduce their fathers. Seeing their pregnancy tests. I had to swallow my jealousy. Counting down the days for when Daddy would return so I could love him.
So I could reward him for being a hero and defending America. He was a hero. My hero.
And he hated me.
* * *
Alexis Spencer
"Your daughter loves you!" I shouted at my husband as he headed for the door naked.
"Love?" He spun around. "That wasn't love up there. That was lust! Perverse lust! It's fucking incest, Alexis."
"And? She does love you? So what if it's incest."
"It's wrong. A crime against God, nature, and the fucking State of Washington!" he roared. "How about that."
"What is wrong with it?" I pressed. I placed my hands on my hips, my big boobs bouncing. "She loves you. It's consensual. You're not raping her. You're not forcing her. You're not taking advantage of her. She seduced me. She wants to seduce you."
"She's a child for fuck sake!" he growled, his cock bouncing hard before him.
"She's eighteen." I stepped toward him. "She's an adult now."
"And you already fucked her." He sneered at me.
"Yep." I didn't flinch from the accusation in my husband's eyes. He was bigger than me. Stronger. He could tie me into a knot, but I had never been afraid of him. "She's amazing. You love her. You want her, so why are you balking? Screw the law. They'll never know. I won't tell. I think it's wonderful. There's only woman woman I would share you with. Our daughter."
He shook his head.
"Why don't you go up there and fuck her? What's holding you back, Andrew?"
"It's wrong." He shook at me with rage. "It's wrong, and you're a cunt for setting me up!"
* * *
Andrew Spencer
I had never called my wife the C-word. I had never been this mad before in my life.
"You're pissed?" she demanded.
"I'm boiling as fucking hot as the sun!" I growled, my hands balled into fists.
She sneered at me. "You're just angry because you're hard." She flicked the tip of my dick. It bounced before me. "Look at how hard you are. You're a slab of steel. You want to fuck her. That's why you're mad because you're a man who wants his little girl. Well, you have nothing to be ashamed about."
"I don't want to fuck my daughter," I growled, my dick throbbing. Aching.
"Then why are you so hard." She flicked the tip of my cock again. "Why are you a slab of fucking steel. You want to be in pussy. You want to be in our little girl's pussy, don't you?"
"No!" I roared. "I would never do that."
My wife laughed. She stroked up and down my wet dick. "You want her. She's upstairs. Let's go up there and make love to her."
"You're a fucking whore! A slut who touched our daughter."
"I did more than touch her," she purred. "I ate her cunt. Fingered her asshole. I've kissed her. Showered with her. I've been intimate with her, and you want to experience that same delight. You can. She's upstairs. She's waiting for you, Andrew. Our little girl is crying right now because she thinks you hate her."
"I don't hate her," I growled, her words making my cock pulse. I was so hard. My nuts were so sore. "And she knows it. You're... You're..."
She smirked at me. She knew. She fucking knew what I craved, and it pissed me off. I grabbed her. I spun her around and bent her over the back of the couch. She gasped as she bent over, her rump aimed at me. Her shaved cunt dripped in my juices.
"Such a wanton wife," I roared and spanked her.
CRACK!
My hand landed on her rump. I left a big, red spot behind as she moaned like a whore.
"Yes, yes," she moaned. "I was so naughty. I fucked our daughter. I'm a bad wife. A wicked mother. Punish me, Andrew!"
CRACK!
I had spanked my wife in play, but this was something different. I was punishing her. I wanted to make her ass glow. It excited me. My hand drew back as she squirmed there, her pussy dripping with her passion. The spicy aroma of her cunt filled the air.
CRACK!
"Yes, yes, I'm such a wicked mommy," she moaned. "Ooh, yes, I ate our daughter's pussy out and drowned in her cream."
CRACK!
"You fucking whore!" I snared, my dick so hard. Her ass burned red.
CRACK!
"I am, honey!" she moaned, her back arching. Her brown hair danced. "I'm a dirty, dirty whore! I tongued her asshole!"
CRACK!
"Yes, yes, I licked her naughty backdoor," she moaned, her ass glowing. "I feasted on her. I wanted her to be nice and clean for your dick!"
CRACK!
"She has a cherry, too," purred my wife, her voice so throaty. "I've licked across her hymen. She wants you to pop it!"
CRACK!
"You fucking slut!" I snarled and pressed my cock in between her butt-cheeks. "Trying to get me so horny I'll fuck our daughter!"
"Yes!" she moaned as I thrust against her backdoor.
Her anal ring stretched and stretched before my dick. I was practically dry. She would feel this. She moaned and squirmed, the couch creaking. Her backdoor widened for me, her sphincter caressing the crown of my cock as I sank into her.
I popped past her asshole and entered her bowels. My wife gasped, her head tossing as I sank into her velvety sheath. She groaned as I went deeper and deeper. I buggered her. She moaned louder as I bottomed out in her. The warmth of her spanked ass melted into my crotch.
I drew back my cock. Her asshole gripped me. She held me tight. Her entire body shuddered as I thrust back into her. I buried deep and hard into her bowels. I fucked her with force. It was just such a delight to pump away at her.
"Yes, yes, yes," she gasped. "Oh, my god, that's good! That's just so good!"
"I know," I growled as I savored her velvety grip.
"Andrew!" my wanton wife moaned as I fucked her asshole hard and fast. I buggered her. "Yes, yes, fuck me! Sodomize me! Oh, god, that's so good!"
I pounded her asshole as she quivered bent over the couch. Her reddened butt-cheeks jiggled as I fucked away at her. I pounded her with all that I had. I groaned in delight with each stroke into her bowels. It was amazing to fuck her like this. To pound her asshole.
Her bowels gripped my dick. She held me tight as I sodomized her with everything that I had. I buried into her asshole again and again. I loved plundering her anal sheath. She whimpered, squeezing her asshole down on me.
It felt so good having her do that. She gripped me. I grunted, fucking her asshole hard and fast. She gasped out as I did that. Her moans echoed through the living room. My balls slapped into her taint. The pressure grew in them.
"Fuck!" I growled.
"Fuck my naughty ass!" she moaned. "Oh, pound me, Andrew!"
The couch creaked as I fucked her hard. It shifted forward on the carpet from the force of my strokes. I plowed into my wife's anal sheath with all that I had. I wanted to dump my load in her. To make her howl for being such a dirty slut.
God, she was, taking my big dick in her asshole. Wanting me to fuck our nubile daughter with her round breasts and her adorable face. My daughter's visage burned in my mind as I slammed to the hilt in my wife's asshole.
I fucked her with force.
I pounded her with passion.
I loved every moment of fucking her with all that I had. I savored it so much as I thrust into her again and again. I plowed with all my might into her bowels, the need to cum in her growing and growing by the moment.
She gasped and moaned, squeezing her bowels down around me. My slutty wife tossed her head, reveling in the pounding I gave her. Our daughter was upstairs waiting. Just begging for me to fuck her like this.
For me to dump my cum into her pussy and breed her.
She said those words to me. I groaned, thrusting away at my wife. The image of my daughter burned in my mind. She looked so much like Alexis but younger. Riper. The way my wife had when we dated in high school.
"Fuck!" I snarled. This was wrong. It was so fucked up. I shouldn't want this. I shouldn't crave this. I should be stronger than this. A man didn't fuck his daughter. His nubile, fertile, innocent daughter who loved him. "Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!"
"Oh, my god, Andrew, yes!" my wife moaned, her head tossing. "I'm going to cum. I'm going to cum on your big dick! Just like our daughter will!"