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Getting home from school, the fifteen year old reluctantly closed the door behind her. She dragged her feet coming home knowing he would be there.
She missed the days where home felt like home and not a cruel punchline.
She met him when she was eight years old. Then she was a chubby girl. Short brown hair and brown eyes. Nothing to look at.
He was mom's new boyfriend. Nothing really new there. Her mother was always rotating through men. She remembers being pushed ahead by her cigarette smelling mother to greet her new "dad".
He was nice enough at first. She misses how he used to ignore her, but then her mother started ignoring him.
So his attention grew on her.
It didn't help she grew into her body. The baby fat melted away. "A barbie doll body", he would whisper into her ear when touching her. The short hair grew longer over the years just how he liked it. It was at her thin waist now. He loved bunching up her hair in a fist when he rammed into her.
She swallowed at the memory, to take her shoes off at the entrance. She pushed the feelings down. Ignoring the pressure of how much she hated being there in this moment.
"Hey sweetheart, welcome home."
Looking up she saw her step-father staring down at her.
"Hi father." She murmured back to try to slide pass him to her room, but no luck there as she felt his hand grasp her upper arm in a painful grip.
"That's no way to greet your father."
Father, she hated him.
Looking up at him she hated how normal he looked. Why wasn't he ugly like how he treated her? He looked like a Sunday youth pastor. Short brown hair that was styled back , a beard that was neatly groomed, and a well toned body. He looked so disgustingly normal. Like someone you can trust when you're lost and need a ride home, or could ask for money to buy groceries.
She really hated him.
She leaned up to kiss him on those awful thin lips, but that wasn't enough for him. He needed more. Always more.
Pushing her against the wall he immediately started undoing her clothes. Layer by layer her armor fell away. She couldn't fight back. Not with him. She tried already.
She looked up at that ceiling to focus on a water stain in the corner as his disgusting slimy lips trailed down her neck.
The first time he raped her she was ten years old. It was her breaking point of the sexual abuse and she broke down to tell her mother everything. Ashamed to be touched in that way and allowing it to happen for so long.
That day she learned to never trust her mother again. Her mother had known, and her mother did nothing about it.
She looked angry at her daughter to explain, "Do you know how hard it is to find a man to take care of a old washed out woman and her good for nothing daughter?!"
The anger in her mother's eyes was burned into her memory. Like the young girl was at fault for not putting up with it to dutifully spread her legs for the man instead of crying. She learned not all mothers protect their daughters.
Her breath hitched as his mouth latched onto her soft mound to suck at her pussy. She hated how his tongue felt wiggling inside her. She arched into his mouth as he grabbed her hips to push her pussy firmly against his disgusting hot mouth.
Whimpering she thought back to when he raped her on her mother's bed. Her mother opened the bedroom door to look at her in disgust before making a comment to her step-father, "Better clean up after you fuck her. I'm not sleeping in that shit."
The silent tears fell as she watched her mother walk away as he pounded into her underage pussy. The cum leaking out every time he pushed his cock inside her, dripping onto the mattress.
Yes, she hated her step-father. She hated her mother, but mostly she hated herself because all she could do was close her eyes as she felt him line his pathetic small cock up to her entrance to push himself in.
She just had to ignore the sound of him breathing into her ear. How hard, always too hard, how he fucked into her.
Thankfully it never took long for him to climax into her. The cum wiggling inside her like worms as he groaned into her ear before stepping away to tuck himself back into his pants, telling her, "Such a good girl."
He left her like that in the hallway of their home, no doubt going back to the basement to work on whatever project he brought home from his job.
She stood there for a moment, feeling the cum slide down her thigh before she leaned down to pick up her clothes.
Yes, she hated home.
She wanted to go to her room but she needed to clean herself first. She needed to clean all the places he touched.
The water was too hot. She scrubbed until her skin was raw. Afterwards she quickly dressed herself to leave through the front door.
She needed to get out of there.
She tried running away once before when she was twelve, but the police brought her right back home telling her she had it lucky. Most kids had worse homes to go back to. She tried to tell them, but her words were ignored. Turns out her step-father was old friends with them. He already got to them first.
Walking down the street, she cut through a backyard to run briefly through some woods. She needed to get away.
She found herself at his house again.
She saw him once and that's all it took.
Once her step-father was too horny to wait until they got home after picking her up from school and pulled his car into a quiet parking area that was by a local trail.
He maneuvered her over the console of the car and had her in his lap. She was shy of thirteen at the time as he pushed her panties to the side to fumble with his cock to push into her.
As he fucked her she looked out distantly into the woods to see him. He was a tall, heavy set man with gray hair and a full matching beard. It was his eyes that stuck with her. They were the prettiest blue eyes she's ever seen.
They locked eyes as her step-father fucked her. Moaning, as he pushed her hips up and down onto his small thin cock. The strange man never looked away from her as she moaned to cum for the first time on her step-father's cock. The sight of that man tipping her over the edge.
She looked for the stranger soon after that and she found him almost immediately. Like it was meant to be.
Her oasis in a world of sand.
The young girl tipped a cracked flower pot to the side to grab the spare key before placing the heavy ceramic pot back. Opening the front door she let herself in. She could hear the TV playing in the living room as she dropped the key into the bowl by the door.
Looking into the living room she saw the man nursing a beer as his eyes traveled up to her. "Hey." His voice was gruff from disuse. He barely spoke, only to her and sometimes his son when he called, but that was rare these days. More often then not she was his only visitor.
She walked over to his red patched up recliner and leaned into the side of it as he stared at the TV. It was some sports team playing. She never paid attention to those things. She came here for a reason as her eyes trailed back to him.
The young girl leaned down, her brown hair fanning down from her shoulder. "Hi daddy." She whispered into his ear as she watched him tense at the words. His fingers gripping the beer a little too tightly.
His gaze flicked back up at her wary of the girl like she was a trap he could fall into. Knowing it was unavoidable that he did. Always the hunted, never the hunter.
She slid down into the recliner with him to straddle his lap as she faced him. His belly poking out from his white t-shirt as she trailed a finger down to play with the hem of it. He snatched her hand before it could slide up his hairy belly and she looked up at him with those deep puppy dog eyes that he was weak against.
"Girl, don't." He firmly stated as she pouted her pink lips at him.
"Please daddy." She begged softly. Only for him. She loved begging for him, only him.
He hesitated and his grip loosened. That was enough for her. She took the hem of his shirt and helped pull it off of him so his bare chest was available to her. She loved how hairy and big he was.
Leaning down she licked his tan nipple to undulate her hips back and forth on his plaid pajama bottoms. She wore a skirt that was rucked up around her hips from straddling him so her clothed pussy was flush against his clothed crotch.
Her fingers trailed up his hairy chest as her hand squeezed the flesh of his useless breast as she sucked on his nipple, knowing what helped get him hard. Sure enough she felt him hardening underneath her. The prize she really wanted.
"Daddy-" She whimpered to moan softly into his neck as she humped him desperately needing to cum first on his hard cock before she could reward herself with plunging that thick cock into her.
It would erase any remnants of him. The old man would cleanse her with his cum.
"Child, stop." He grunted to grip the sides of the armrest on the chair for some semblance of control.
Of course she didn't stop. She needed more. The young teenager rocked her hips in a slow, agonizing circle, feeling the hardening length of him press firmly against her pussy. The friction sent sparks through her nerves.
"Daddy!" She gasped, she moved her hips faster against the rigid length, her movements becoming frantic. The recliner began to rock, amplifying the humping of the young girl on the old man's cock. The sound of their breathing began to fill the room as she chased her incoming orgasm.
She felt the dampness of her own arousal soaking through the panties, creating a slick friction that made every slide feel electric, "Daddy I'm close-" The girl whined to grip his shoulders as she hugged the large man close to her body. Feeling the sweat begin to heat his flesh like a warm furnace.
This is what she craved. This is what she wanted.
She felt the familiar feeling of her orgasm pulling tight inside her before snapping with her release, she moaned loudly to stop humping the older man her body shaked from reaching her peak.
"Daddy, Daddy, Daddy-" she whimpered as the older man hushed her to kiss away the tears that formed in the corner of her eyes.
His hands were so gentle with her. She felt his large hand rubbing soothing circles along her slim back as his cock pulsed with want under her. She breathed heavily against his sweaty chest as she felt small on top of him.
She felt the tears burning in the corner of her eyes as she squeezed them shut to think of the man under her. He was nothing like him, which was why he was so perfect.
"Daddy I need more. I want your cum in me. Please daddy." She begged to look up at him with wet doe eyes. He didn't stand a chance against that gaze to swallow thickly. Nodding his consent, allowing the girl to take what she needed. He was a vessel for her pleasure. He knew this by now as he rested his head back against the recliner in defeat.
She shakily propped herself back up to take off her clothes to expose herself to him. She needed to feel him against her. When she got up to take off her soaked panties she knelt down to pull off his pajama bottoms and underwear in one go.
She glanced to the side to see at some point he dropped his beer bottle, a damp spot on the floor had formed.
His thick plump cock nearly slapped her in the face from her not paying attention and she eagerly licked up the side of it before suckling on the tip to fill her mouth with that familiar taste she craved when her step-father forced his cum into her mouth.
The taste of the old man was far better as she nuzzled his cock to brush her nose at the base of his cock to inhale the smell of him. He always kept himself clean but he faintly still smelled of old alcohol mixed with his sweat.
She licked at his balls to suckle on the heavy set as she pumped his cock with her hand. The older man groaned to arch into her touch as she drooled over his balls and slurped loudly at his cock before she swallowed her drool to look up at him with heavy lust filled eyes.
His sweaty grey hair clung to his forehead as she crawled back up onto his lap and kissed his mouth, tasting the remnants of the beer from earlier as she reached down to pull the lever so the chair fully reclined back. Straddling his lap again she rested her soaked pussy against his pulsating cock.
"Daddy, can you tell me you love me?" Her voice cracked softly at the admission as she trailed her fingers into his hairy chest to curl them into the salt and pepper hair.
"I love you." He replied easily.
She whimpered, her face breaking as she shook her head, "Liar." She slid her wet slick up his aching cock.
"Love me, please?" She asked again as she slid her pussy back down his length feeling it jump against her heat.
"I love you, my girl. I lov-" He choked on the words as she positioned the blunt head against the entrance of her pussy to push his thick heavy cock inside her.
No warning, just the slick, swollen pause of finally having him inside her. His beautiful blue eyes were wild, lips parted, and she held his gaze as she fully sank down to take his length all the way inside her to the hilt.
"Daddy, I love you. I love you so much, Daddy. I wish you knew how much I loved you daddy. I wish you loved me like I love you." She confessed as the stretch was completely different from her step-father. A slow, searing stretch inside her pussy that made her almost forget how to breathe. So different from him. She loved how the older man filled her.
Her thighs trembled as she adjusted to his length, leaning down she licked his parted lips before kissing him. Taking the time to adjust.
The older man filled her until there was no room, until she felt the recliner creak beneath their combined weight and the recliner’s old springs whine in protest as she slowly moved her hips to ride him into the chair.
"Daddy-" She moaned into his mouth as she guided his hands to her breasts. The rough calloused hands firmly squeezed her boobs in appreciation, the flesh spilling out between his fingers as he rubbed his thumb against the pink nub of her nipple.
"Daddy, you feel so good in me. Oh daddy, I wish you would have sex with me everyday. I-" She gasped to lean back, putting her weight fully on his cock to make sure it reached deep inside her, "I would ride your cock in the morning before school so I could go to class with your cum dripping into my panties-" She lifted until only the tip remained inside her pussy, the ridge catching, then dropping again onto his cock, "then when I get off school I would come home to you in this recliner and ride your cock again. You see? I would need your cum daddy. I can't live without it-" she watched the older man's face as she spoke, the flared nostrils, the locked jaw as he tried to concentrate, the way his hands drifted down from squeezing at her breasts to rest on her thighs as she rode him, "Then at night after the day has ended I'd let you cum in me again because you need me too right? Daddy don't you miss me? I miss you. I always miss you, Daddy." She confessed with tears in her eyes, unsure if it was from pleasure or the pain of having to endure without him.
They ignored the shouting from the TV as it droned on behind them. Neither one of them paying attention as they focused intently on each other. The creaking of the recliner filling the room as her pace began to quicken from riding him. The slapping sounds of skin on skin echoing in the room as the older man's eyes rolled back from the heat of it all.
"Daddy I want your cummies. I love when you cum in me. Please daddy, I love it when you fill me up so full it hurts. I want your cum pouring out of me like a used whore-" She babbled on to gasp and moan as her thighs burned from riding him, but she didn't care, she was so close to reaching her peak again.
The recliner rocked them into a unsteady rhythm the more frantic she worked herself on his cock. She paused to grind her pelvis down harder, finding the angle that made her vision fuzzy around the edges, "Oh god daddy!" She yelled in desperation, uncaring of how loud they were as the old man moaned under her to grip her hips tightly to the point she knew their would be bruises later.
His breath was hot against her throat when she lost the strength to keep herself up right, and she felt her nipples brush his hairy chest. She moaned to undulate her hips as he helped guide her to ride him more, "Daddy you feel so good."
Moaning, the older man gripped her hips and used her like a cock sleeve, the mounting pleasure making them sweaty as she mouthed at his nipple to lick it before taking it into her mouth.
"Oh fuck-" He choked, "I'm close. I'm so clo-"
She leaned back to finish him off, they were right there, "Inside me daddy. Inside me, inside me, inside me, inside-" She gasped as she rode him frantically to finally feel him go rigid as his cum released inside her. The young girl felt every throb, every answering clench of her own muscles as she kept riding him through it until he was limp under her. She felt herself tilt over that edge at his slack face to feel her pussy milk him of his cum as she climaxed.
"Daddy!" She screamed to shiver from the shock of how hard her orgasm hit her to collapse on top of his sweaty thick body.
The recliner stilled. Their heavy breathing was the loudest thing in the room as the TV had gone to commercials to be a quiet lull from the previous chaotic game.
She stayed where she was, the two of them fused with sweat and slick, barely conscious of the outside world as their pleasure hummed between them.
The young girl rested her forehead against his collarbone to tilt her head up to kiss the side of hairy chin. The old man's heavy breathing ghosted her forehead as he turned to her touch. Her lips brushed against him again in a soft kiss.
"Thank you daddy." She hugged the older man to nuzzle her face under his chin as his thoughts came back to focus.
Quietness filled the air again between them.
She was quiet in content.
He was brewing in contemplation.
"Daddy-" "Child-" They both spoke at the same time. Her breath hitched as she felt a wave of dread fill her, her mind jumping to what he might say.
"Yes?" She asked asked tentatively.
His rough calloused hand slid up her back to gently rub circles into her shoulder as if trying to comfort her before he spoke, "When is your birthday?"
She was playing with his chest hairs, curious where this was going, "Next week. I'll be sixteen. Why daddy?"
He didn't answer for a long while and she began to tense under his soothing hands that tried to calm her.
Leaning up, she was about to lift herself off of him before he stopped her by firmly hugging her against him. She stared down at him trying to see what his eyes would give away as he stared back at her.
"Stay with me."
She nearly stopped breathing. She looked desperately at him like he was making a cruel joke as they discussed this before. She begged to stay with him and he always refused her, telling her to go home. She would cry as he kicked her out, banging on the door to be let back in, yelling and crying she would be good for him.
"Don't say something you don't m-mean." She quietly spoke, her words breaking on the last word as tears filled her eyes again.
The old man took her face in one hand to rub his thumb against her cheek, "I'm serious. Stay with me."
Her breathing shook as she pushed herself up to feel his softened cock slide out of her, the cum trickling out of her used pussy beneath them.
"Why now?! You didn't want me before-" She hiccuped as she couldn't control how fast her breathing got, feeling like a fool now.
"I didn't." He confessed as she stared at him in shock, hating how the words settled like stones in her stomach. He wrapped a huge hairy arm around her tiny waist to hug her back close to him to pull the recliner up into place as he continued, "I didn't, but then I did. I don't know when but I do. I want you. I shouldn't, but I do. You're so-" He laughed in defeat, his eyes softening at the confession.
"You're the most difficult girl I know. Childish and irritating beyond words, but God help me, I want you." He told her firmly.
She sniffled to worry her bottom lip between her teeth as his calloused thumb parted her mouth to stop her from biting her lip to hard.
"I want you little girl. I want to breed you and make you give me another child to love. One as perfect as you. God, I hope you give me a daughter. So I can show you not all father's are evil and what actual love is like. You have so many issues and as long as I have breath I will live for you."
The tears wouldn't stop as every word plunged into her heart. She was scared she was dreaming this and was terrified to wake up from it.
Shaking her head, she tried to push herself away from him, but he held onto her firmly to work his cock under her back into hardness as he spoke, "I'm going to make you bloated with my cum. By the end of the night you'll be pregnant with our child do you understand me? Then I'm taking you away from all this. You are mine now. You kept pushing yourself into my life and now-" He pushed his fat cock back into her pussy as she groaned being filled again, her sweaty head collapsing against his shoulder, "I'm never letting you go. You're going to be sixteen and pregnant. My young wife. I'll take care of you. You'll never want for nothing understand me? You just have to be my good girl and ride your daddy's cock got it?" He growled into her hair harshly.
She moaned at the brutal thrust as he guided her tired body up and down his cock.
Hugging on to him tightly she nodded her head as tears slid down her cheeks, "Please daddy. Please." She begged as he smiled against her hair to kiss the side of her head.
"That's my good girl."
She ended up losing count of how many times she came that night. She was exhausted as she watched the older man pop a pill to keep himself hard before he loomed over her small body to bury his cock deep into her cunt.
She swore she could feel him in her womb at times as he plunged his cock deep into her as he held her firmly under him. Cradling her body close to him as he pistoned his cock in and out of her like a fucking machine.
The young girl ended up passing out, unable to keep up with him and when she awoke she felt like she had no rest at all.
The first thing she registered was how sore her body was, especially down there. She ached like the first time her step-father raped her. Her body unused to being used so throughly like that. She whimpered to bury her head into the warm lap beneath her head and she swallowed to feel the familiar movement of someone driving.
She looked up bleary eyed to focus where she was. A soothing calloused hand brushed through her hair as she saw the old man driving. She was in the front seat of a vehicle?
"Daddy?" She croaked, her throat sore from screaming last night from pleasure.
"Shhh, it's okay baby girl. Rest." He told her gently.
She hummed in response, wanting to ask where they were but she fell asleep again. Exhaustion dragging her under.
When she awoke again she was on a bed. She swallowed to stretch lightly, her body protesting from the movement.
"Daddy?" She whimpered to try to sit up but her body failed her in strength to keep her up.
The girl tried to focus on her surroundings and didn't recognize where she was. Her heart began to pick up in speed, "Daddy-!" "Shhh, baby girl, you're safe."
She whined when the older man appeared and gently caressed her face, "Calm down little girl. You're okay."
She blinked away the tears that tried to form as she held his hand firmly to her face, "Where?" Her voice cracked.
He smiled to kiss her, his beard tickling her face, "In a hotel. Just for tonight."
She was confused but he stopped her from asking any more questions to help her sit up before smoothly picking her up like she nothing but a pillow that had fallen off a bed.
He fed her, bathed her, and asked her to take a pill. He said it would help her sleep and she trusted him though a part of her screamed how dangerous that was, but this was her daddy.
She loved him.
The rhythmic motion of a vehicle driving woke her up and she blinked sleepily to look up at her daddy who was focused on driving. One hand on the steering wheel, while the other rested on her shoulder.
She stared at him for a long time, trying to wake up but her body protested. He glanced down to see her awake and he smiled one of his rare smiles to soothe her gently.
"Sleep my girl. Let daddy take care of you."
When she awoke again, she felt herself being carried. She blinked away the sleep and looked up to see a large cabin styled house.
"Daddy?" She questioned quietly as he grinned to carry her through the open door, "Welcome home my girl."
He placed her down gently and she swayed as she tried to find her balance after not standing in so long to take in the appearance of the house.
It was open and big just from the entrance. She assumed she was staring at a living room as she looked up at a set of stairs that led to multiple rooms.
"Home?" She echoed, disbelief in her voice.
He kissed the side of her face to nuzzle into her neck placing another kiss there at the base of it, "Yes my girl. Our home."
She was in a state of disbelief for awhile in their new home. Frightened it was all still a dream and her step-father would appear any moment to wake her up, but no, she was safe. She was with her daddy in their own home.
She stared up at the ceiling of their bedroom before rolling over to hug the older man, curling her fingers in his chest hair for comfort.
"Daddy?" She whispered as he read a crime novel of some sort she didn't care to pay attention to.
"Yes baby girl?" He replied to automatically kiss the top of her head.
"Daddy do you love me?"
She asked this every night in their new home. One that apparently he's had in his family for generations, but had belonged to his brother who had long passed. He never bothered to move into it, saying he had no reason to as he was fine with his small home back in the city, but after meeting her... Well he couldn't help but dream of taking her into it.
Smiling, his glasses slid down his nose as he looked down at her fondly.
"Yes, I love you."
And she believed him.
She leaned up to kiss him, just a brush of lips, but then the kiss deepened. His book forgotten as his hand slid down her small body, pinching her nipple under the smooth fabric of her nightgown, before sliding further down to rub at her pussy.
She whimpered into the kiss to hump his hand as his fingers slid under the gown and into her pussy to pump the digits in and out of her needy hole.
Gasping as they broke from the kiss, he slid his arm around her to press her firmly against his body as he worked her body into orgasm.
She cried out when he tipped her over the edge before his imposing body loomed over her to slide her down, rucking up her night gown to bare her wet pussy as he pulled his cock out.
He pushed inside the girl, careful not to crush her under him as he positioned her into a mating press, hugging the girl tightly to his body as she was under him completely. He wasted no time into pumping his cock deeply into her.
"Daddy-" she moaned to feel swallowed by his large body that was everywhere on top of her.
The old man fucked his sperm deep inside her needy pussy to draw out his release for long as possible as her pussy soaked the mattress beneath them of her juices. He smirked at how wet she was to kiss her deeply, stealing her breath away as he finally released his sperm in her.
Not like she needed it as he lifted his sweaty body off of her as she was sprawled out under him, panting loudly from him fucking her.
The sweat made the night gown cling to her body and the small bump that was forming showed beautifully.
"My sweet girl. Daddy is proud of you. I can't wait until your pretty tits grow with milk so I can suck on them. You'll give me more then one child okay my darling girl? You won't disappoint your daddy will you, child?" He murmured between kisses to pull down the gown to suck on her breast, imagining it filled with milk.
She moaned and squeezed her pussy so it could clench onto his cock that was still inside her, stuffing her with cum.
"I'll be good daddy. Please keep me pregnant. I want your babies so much. Please daddy. Don't stop getting me pregnant." She begged sweetly as he smiled to kiss her deeply.
"That's my girl."
The next morning he made her breakfast in bed and when she was done eating he rewarded her by getting down on his knees and sliding her to the edge of the bed to lick her pussy until she screamed from cumming on his tongue.
She was expect to do nothing as she lazed around the house. She felt comfortable here in this cabin as she stared out the window that overlooked a lake. Smiling lazily to herself she twirled her fingers over the growing bump under her dress wondering what the child would be.
She hoped it was girl, but a boy would be nice too. She hoped the boy would look like him if that's what it was.
Later that day she wandered the house to find him on the back porch, stringing a fishing hook. She hugged him from behind and slid down his back to lean against him as he firmly supported her weight against him.
It was quiet.
Sometimes she would awake from a nightmare from those days that seemed not to long ago and the older man would kiss her again and again. Telling her that he was here with her, she was safe. When that didn't work she would slip under the covers to suck his cock, letting the cum soothe her as it spilled down her throat.
Then out of the blue when the bump was an actual bump on her body, a truck pulled up to the cabin.
The girl tensed at the window while the older man approached the truck with a smile. A man stepped out and she distantly recognized him as the older man's son.
He never came in to say hello as he was dropping something off, but she did step out onto the porch with her swollen belly and the man did stop to stare for a moment before leaving again.
She asked the older man at dinner what that was about, but he shook his head to tell her, "Nevermind that." Before kissing her into submission. Her thoughts lost as sparks tingled down below and her eyes were blown with lust. The older man chuckled to tell her she was insatiable as he parted her legs to pick her up and place her on the kitchen table.
Yes, things were quiet, and when the last snow of the year started to fall that's when their baby decided it needed to be born.
A midwife was called and the older man helped as she cried at the pain the baby caused her, briefly regretting becoming pregnant as the pain shot through her, but then their child was born.
She was beautiful.
The midwife left, saying she would return tomorrow to check on the new mother and baby, and the small family was left alone in that large bed room.
"What should we name her?" She asked quietly, scared to wake the child.
His thumb rubbed back and forth on her shoulder as she rested against him, holding their daughter between them.
"Whatever we decide will be perfect, just like her." He whispered back. She looked up at him and cried softly, overwhelmed by how safe he made her feel. He chuckled saying she was so quick to cry around him to kiss the tears away.
As much as she begged in the following weeks, he refused to touch her more then needed, saying she needed her rest, she just gave birth. The young girl sobbed saying she missed him and needed him inside her as he smothered her tears with kisses.
His hands working her into orgasm and taking her sensitive breast into his mouth to drink her sweet milk like he promised, but never further then that.
She was miserable about it, but then their daughter would awaken and she would forget momentarily how much she needed him as the baby fussed at her.
Her misery grew the following weeks.
She missed her daddy.
Finally he took mercy upon her and instructed she wash herself up to wait in their bedroom as he said he would put the baby down for the night.
The young girl seemed to vibrate with anticipation as her pussy clenched around nothing, needing to be filled properly.
She sat on the bed naked, her body lightly dusted with a soft rose petal fragrance from the bath she took. She almost fidgeted as she rubbed her thighs together, needing her daddy desperately.
Right when she was about to get up and go find him, the bedroom door opened and he walked in with nothing but a robe on. She noticed the sizable dent in the front and swallowed the saliva that pooled in her mouth.
"Daddy." She mewled in desire as he chuckled at how desperate she was to untie the front of his robe, "God look at you. Still desperate for daddy's cock. Fuck, you're obscene to look at." His cock was heavy and nearly purple from how hard he was. He stroked his cock a few times as he approached the teenager to grasp her chin firmly so she would look up at him.
"Daddy's little cock whore. Do you remember how you threw yourself at me the first time we met?" He guided her mouth to the tip of his cock and her eyes rolled back in pleasure to finally taste him again after being denied for weeks.
"I was in my backyard minding my business when this cock hungry child dropped to her knees in front of me. You were so swift to unbuckle my pants and take me into your mouth, but unlike back then-" His breath hitched as she took him into her mouth, letting his heavy cock slide over her tongue into the back of her throat, "You can suck my cock a lot better now. You weren't used to an actual man were you? Fuck I felt like the scum of the earth when I fucked you on the grass with my cock. You came twice on my cock before I took over and fucked you like a dog in heat." He chuckled fondly at the memory of the thirteen year old girl riding his cock roughly as that was the only sex she knew.
The teenager breathed through her nose as she deep throated his cock, letting him work the heavy length back and forth into her welcoming throat. A wet sound echoed in the quiet room as she bobbed her head up and down.
The young girl focused on the sensation, the way his girth stretched her mouth to the point her jaw would be sore after, and the smell of his skin filling her nose deeply. She used her hand to grip the base, her small fingers used to barely go around his cock, but the older she got she finally was able to grip him more firmly.
"Good girl. You're pleasing your daddy so well." His voice straining.
She hummed in pleasure, plunging his cock deeper into her throat so the head of his cock hit the back of it as she gagged slightly. The older man let out a low deep moan, his head falling back as he combed his fingers through her long beautiful hair, forcing himself not to grip it.
"Right there my girl, just like that. Give daddy what he wants." He panted.
He began to thrust his hips, driving himself deeper into her mouth. The friction created a rhythmic slapping sound as his balls hit against her chin. The young girl looked up at him with glassy eyes watching his face contort with pleasure as he stared down at her approvingly.
The older man used her mouth more forcibly as tears slid down her cheeks as kept hitting her gag reflex but she fought it back knowing he was close. Suddenly the older man stiffened. His fingers locking into her hair involuntarily pulling her head firmly against his cock.
"Nnnnghhh-" He groaned to erupt into her mouth with a violent shudder, thick ropes of hot cum pumping deep into her throat. The teenager choked slightly as the creamy thick fluid filled her mouth, but she continued to suck, pulling every last drop from him before he finally released her to have his cock slide out of her mouth with a loud wet pop, a thin string of saliva and cum connecting her lip to the glistening head of his cock.
"Good girl," he whispered, his voice gruff from release as he pushed the girl back onto the bed to drag her up into the middle of it as he straddled over her imposingly.
He trailed his calloused fingers down to her entrance and she was soaked. He chuckled at the girl, "Look at you. Sucking my old cock really turned you on that much? You're soaked. Daddy doesn't even need to lay a hand on you." His heavy chest pressed down against her, pinning her down with a weight that made her breath hitch.
"I'm not giving you a break tonight understand me girl? You begged for this. Before the sun rises you'll be heavy with my seed. I want another child and you will give me one," The older man nearly growled at her, his voice a low timber that vibrated through her body making her gush with need.
"Please daddy," she whispered, her voice trembling. "Don't stop until I pass out and even then please just use my body for your pleasure. Please daddy don't stop."
He let out a huff of a laugh at that to swipe his hand through his long gray hair before he gripped her thighs, hauling her legs up over his broad shoulders.
He guided his thick, pulsing cock that had sprung back to life to her entrance; the head glistening with a salvia and cum. With one slow, deliberate shove, he buried himself inside the small girl.
She gasped, her back arching as her walls stretched to accommodate his girth. A wet, squelching sound echoed in the quiet room as he settled deep into her womb once again hitting her cervix.
"God, you're so perfect, my child." He groaned at her welcoming heat.
"Don't stop daddy," she pleaded, her fingers digging into his shoulders. "Please, daddy, keep going. You promised. Breed me."
He began to move, a steady, rhythmic pounding that made the bedframe creak.
Each thrust drove him deeper that blurred her vision. She moaned under him, the sound turning into a rhythmic chant, "Daddy, Daddy, Daddy, Daddy, Daddy, Daddy." As he hammered into her, his large hand reached up, cupping one of her heavy breasts.
"You're leaking," he noted, his thumb brushing over her sensitive pink nipple.
A small stream of creamy white milk leaked across his knuckles. The older man didn't hesitate. He leaned down, capturing the nipple in his mouth and sucked hard to drink her milk. The older man grumbled around her fleshly boob to massage the tit so it would release more milk into his greedy mouth.
For a split moment he worried about leaving enough milk for their daughter, but then he remembered the milk she pumped that was in the freezer.
Lost in thought the older man nearly startled when the teenager cried out under him. Her orgasm triggered by the dual sensation of his mouth on her breast and his cock ravaging her pussy. She felt the internal walls of her vagina ripple and squeeze him to try to milk him of his incoming cum.
"I'm close," He growled into her ear as he crsuhed her small frame under him, his pace becoming frantic as his cock plunged her deepest depth. "You will get pregnant little girl. My cum will fill every inch of your womb."
"Yes! Daddy! Please daddy give me your cum!"
He let out nearly a roar as he delivered one final crushing thrust. He stayed buried deep inside her small body as his body shuddered. Pumping thick hot ropes of cum directly into her. The young girl shivered as she felt the warmth flooding her, a heavy pressure that expanded inside her, making her mind go empty by how full he filled her.
He continued to suckle her breast, swallowing the milk as his cum filled her womb. He stayed there for a long minute, their breaths mingling in the heavy air as he alternated between breasts to squeeze them together enjoying how plump they were. She whimpered at the rough handling of her breast but made no move to stop him as her brain was emptied from pleasure.
"Fucking perfect." He growled to pump his hips a few times to make sure his cock was inside her as deeply as he could manage.
"Want to hear a sick fantasy of mine?" He asked the young girl as he kissed her neck to squish her breasts, enjoyingthe feeling of the flesh, "I wish I had met you earlier. Before that disgusting step-father of yours ever touched you. I wish I could have been your first. Fuck, you were probably so small then. Can you imagine how tiny you would have been as I fucked you on my cock?" He asked the girl who shivered at the thought.
"You would have destroyed me, Daddy." She looked at him with lust filled eyes and the older man smirked realizing she wasn't disturbed by his fantasy.
"Yes, but I would have loved you."
In the end he kept his promise, and loved her until his last breath.