Editor's note: this story contains scenes of rough, reluctant, dubiously consensual, or non-consensual sex.
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Mark is sighing on the front porch, reading his morning newspaper. He feels very depressed right now. Today is the anniversary of both his failed marriage and the day he was served. Yes. The poor man was served with divorce papers on the fifth anniversary of his marriage. It turned out his supposedly perfect wife started fucking around with a bunch of college guys within a month of them tying the knot.
That was thirteen years ago. He has since moved on. After the initial months of moping around, Mark was able to start living again. It was like redoing his high school years, with the nervousness, skirting about encounters. The infidelity ruined what little self-confidence he had and he decided to begin all over. Fortunately he was still relatively young and got back on his feet well enough.
Now forty years old, Mark has one very valuable thing in his life. His daughter, whom he adopted not long after his divorce, Lisa. The man fostered her and she is now eighteen years old. Raising her helped take his mind off things very well and give him the human connection that supported him through his mental ordeals. It gave him hope that he could still have some sort of family with an adopted child.
He is very proud of Lisa. The teenager is now an extremely intelligent girl, getting A*s in all of her subjects and having received scholarship offers from many prestigious universities. Lisa accepted Harvard's offer. It brought tears to his eyes to see the little girl he raised and cared for grow up to be such a hard-working, diligent person, who is also kind, sweet and gentle to others.
In addition, she has also gotten a black belt in Tae-Kwon-Do too, keeping herself in excellent physical condition and winning several big tournaments. Lisa's stunning body, plus her pretty face and friendly attitude, makes her very popular with the boys at school. But she never paid any of them any attention, despite Mark being a pretty chill dad, telling her that he wouldn't mind her getting a boyfriend, as long as they're careful.
Suddenly, he can hear the sound of someone opening the front door. Glancing up at the person, Mark smiles at his adopted daughter. She is sweating, a bit red-faced, having just gone on a jog. The teen returns his smile, wiping away her sweat with a clean, white towel, her breasts heaving lightly. Her bronze skin is flawless, tapered over her lightly muscular yet feminine figure.
"Hi, dad!" Lisa chirps, putting away her water bottle and retrieving a packet of salad from the refrigerator. Fetching a bowl, she places the salad inside it and looks for mayonnaise. She always eats healthy, Mark muses. He does, too, but doesn't exercise, which is why he has very low body fat but no muscle definition either, unlike her, who is in peak condition.
"Hey, sweetie. Listen, I might be home late today. Got a date with one of my colleagues, Janine." Lisa is visibly annoyed by this. It perplexes Mark whenever she reacts this way to news of him going out with someone. He just shrugs it aside though, thinking it's probably a mild case of someone else replacing her as the most important person in his life. No matter how much he likes and possibly comes to love a woman, his daughter will always be the one he cherishes the most.
As he is about to get upstairs to go grab his bag and get to work though, he overhears Lisa muttering "That stupid skank." Whirling around, he looks at his teenage daughter in shock, never having heard that kind of language before. He has always taught her to be polite and respectful of other people, and yet she is now bad mouthing someone he is about to go out with, and for no apparent reason too.
"What did you say?" Mark asks her, despite knowing full well what he just heard. She shrugs, scrunching up her eyebrows slightly. "We'll have a talk about this later. I need to go to work right now," he decides, quickly heading over to grab his stuff and then getting out of his house. He shakes his head to himself in displeasure once he gets in the car. It really bothers him how Lisa just spoke of his date in such a crude way.
The truth is, Lisa is secretly in love with her dad. She doesn't love her father in a way a normal daughter does. No, she wants him to be her lover and to fuck him senseless. He has always been so kind, gentle and sweet ever since he rescued her from the orphanage. She didn't feel this way back then but as the girl grew up, it became clear to her what she wanted. It hurts so much every time he goes on a date with another woman. That's why she has always sabotaged his potential relationships.
Lisa is extremely good at computer science and manages to fabricate photoshopped 'evidence' of her father being a playboy, when nothing could be further from the good. She used this to trick all his previous serious dates into thinking he lied about being single. As a result, they all dumped him. Mark, still having a bit of a low self-esteem, blamed himself for not being charming enough to hold a woman's interest for long. He never had any idea his perfect daughter was behind all the fiascos.
Once he's left, Lisa brings down her fist on the wooden table, unintentionally denting it with the hammerstrike. She snarls to herself, thinking of Janine who is going on a date with her cute dad. It is simply way too much for her to deal with. There is no way Lisa will accept him belonging to anyone else rather than her. That worthless bitch will have to deal with her first before that happens.
Deciding to release some of her pent-up stress, the athletic teenager heads to her father's bedroom. Slipping inside, she reaches for one of his unwashed boxers, discarded in the corner of his room. Then the girl moves to his bed, enjoying the feel of the cool silk he sleeps on. Removing her tight booty shorts and thongs, the girl reveals her fully bare thighs, rippling with muscles, and a hairy cunt.
Teasing her full bush, she lies down on the bed. Lisa rubs her fingers around the clitoris, playing with the button with her thumb. Her other hand brings Mark's underwear up to her face, pressing the fabric onto her nose. Sniffing it, the girl smiles in contentment as she masturbates. Lisa slips the fingers inside the warm tunnel, exploring her love canal as she probes gently.
Inhaling the scent of her father's cock and balls from his worn underpants, the muscular teen slowly begins fingerfucking herself on her bed, inserting her hand deeper and deeper into her soft, moist cunt. Her pussy grips her fingers tightly as she pumps them in and out. The horny teen pistons in and out of her leaking pussy, spilling the juices all over the mattress with the thrusts.
She has secretly been doing this for a long period of time now, and it drives her wild every time she can smell her dad's penis from the used boxers. Nothing makes her needy cunt drip more nectar than such an act. Oh, how she wishes to have her father's fingers in her instead, if not his tongue and then his dick. Lisa moans loudly, continuing to bang her snatch with her hand.
Just as she is swiping her tongue across the piece of clothing, licking up the sweat that came from her lovely father's scrotum, he walks back in. "What the hell are you doing?!" Mark angrily demands, shocked by the sight. His daughter is lying on his bed, fingerfucking her pussy, inhaling the scent of his boxers. The man is both upset and, much to his shame, aroused.
"Dad! What are you doing at home?!" Lisa lets out a startled cry, before figuring out what state she is in and quickly drawing the covers over her lower body. Her face is bright red, embarrassed at being caught sniffing and masturbating to her dad's underwear. Completely mortified, the girl couldn't even let go of the article of clothing in her hand, holding on to it unconsciously.
