“Who’s beating on me?” Warrick bellowed.
“It’s me! It’s me! Put me down!” she wailed energetically.
“I’ll show you,” Warrick said, and then flipped his little girl’s dress over her bottom and gave it a light smack.
Brie shrieked at the feel of his hand against her bare ass. She felt exposed and nervous that the neighbors might see her. She wondered if they would notice she wasn’t wearing panties. She wondered if they would see her father’s flirtation for what it really was. “Daddy, take me inside,” she whined.
Warrick chuckled and said, “Okay.” With her still over his shoulder, he reached down and inserted the key into the door while Brie struggled to right her wayward dress without losing her balance and falling to the ground.
At last Warrick carried her into the house, swatting her round butt one more time, enjoying the sound of another squeak and a moan of embarrassment.
When they got inside, he finally rolled her off his shoulder and held her in his arms. Brie frowned, red-faced at him. “Daddy, you’re naughty. What if someone saw?”
“You’re right. I couldn’t help myself. I’m sorry.” Warrick hugged his daughter against him and that seemed to make things right for her. “Where do you want to do it? Your bed again? Mommy and Daddy’s bed? In the shower?”
Brie didn’t know how to answer. She was inexperienced and her mind swam with options. “You choose, Daddy.”
Then Warrick had an idea. He carried Brie into the living room, and then tossed her down on the couch. Then he pulled his phone out of his pocket. “Let’s watch a movie while we do this. Does that sound good?”
Brie shrugged, “Okay, Daddy.”
Warrick handed his daughter the phone and showed her a blurry video thumbnail, “You get this streaming on the TV, and I’ll get undressed.”
While Warrick began to tear his clothing off, Brie opened up a connection between his phone and the TV. She only paused for a glance at her father when his large erection swung into her peripheral vision. But she was distracted only momentarily, for the contents of her mom’s homemade pornography began to stream on the TV.
Warrick, naked, stood and watched his daughter process what was on the screen.
She was confused about the grainy, old-fashioned film that played before her, but suddenly became aware that the old man in the video was slowly stripping the young girl he was with. She was shocked at the age gap between the two. The man could have been the girl’s father, or even older.
The girl in the video gasped as he pulled off her tank top and kissed her small breasts and nipples.
“No,” protested Brie, “she’s too young.”
“She’s the same age as you,” Warrick said softly, leaning over to kiss her on the cheek. He sat down on the couch and pulled his daughter between his legs.
They both faced the TV and Brie was completely fascinated by the porn her father was showing her. She barely noticed as he, too, began to skin Brie of her clothing. Since she only wore a dress that day, after it was over her head, she was completely naked, all in one go.
Warrick lifted his daughter up under her arms and pressed his knees between her skinny legs, splaying them out across his lap, then sat her down in front of his cock. He reached around his daughter’s lithe body and caressed her small, barely there breasts, spending time on her little nipples, before dipping one of his large hands low to the top of her slit. His fingertips wandered up and down her puffy labia, which caused Brie to squirm her bottom up against his shaft. She pressed his stiff member between her cheeks. When she made contact, a drop of precum squeezed from the tip and ran down the crack of her ass. Warrick groaned at the sensation of his little girl’s small bottom sandwiching his rod.
Brie was hooked on the screen, barely cognizant of her father’s actions. To her, it felt good, but there was something about the girl in the video that fascinated her even more.
She watched as the man in the movie retreated behind the camera and then picked it up off the tripod, bringing it nearer to the little girl. Brie couldn’t figure out why the girl looked so familiar.
Suddenly, the man spoke. “What’s your name?”
“Hazel Williams, Mr. Avery.”
Brie’s heart skipped a beat. “That’s Mommy’s name.”
Warrick chuckled, “Yep, that’s Mommy in that movie, when she was your age. Do you recognize her?”
Brie nodded, staring in fascination as the camera trained on the nearly naked young girl, while the man barraged her with questions.
“What is she doing?” Brie was desperate.
“Your mommy used to be super-orgasmic, too, just like you, baby.”
Brie gasped and snapped her head to look at her father, eyes wide, “Really?”
Warrick nodded, “That’s what she told me. She said her daddy cured her, when he came inside of her.” He shifted the girl around in his lap, pressing his stiff erection down so that it came up between his daughter’s legs. It nestled against her lubricating sex, smearing his shaft with her girl juices.
Brie’s mind spun in wonder at the revelation of the cure to her syndrome. She realized that the reason why she hadn’t lost control once that day must have been because of her coupling with her father the night before. She wondered if it was really true, if she was cured by her father’s cum, like her mother had been.
Brie turned back toward the video, “But that’s not grandpa.”
“No, baby, that’s her school teacher. Before they knew the cure, he tricked her into having sex with him so that she could get a good grade.”
Brie swallowed, now familiar with the notion. She recalled that her own teacher had, just that morning, propositioned her with the same threat.
“But then,” Warrick continued, “she tricked him back by stealing this tape and blackmailing him. He could have gotten in a lot of trouble if Mommy had showed the principal, so he promised to give her an A if she promised not to show anybody.”
Brie sat in awe on her father’s lap. She couldn’t believe her mom’s cunning, nor that she was watching her young mother having sex. She felt her father tickle the top of her pussy crack with his finger and, without looking away from the video, she reached down to put her small hand on his. She guided him into her moist folds and onto her little clit. Her heart sang and she gasped, “Daddy!”
Warrick reveled in the sensation of once again being close to his daughter’s most private areas. He slid his long shaft against the bottom of his child’s pussy, lubing up and down its length with her silky fluids.
Soon they were watching Hazel on screen blowing her teacher. The man worked her head roughly upon his shaft. Brie thought back to when her own father pushed her to her limits during their first time together, and moaned as she watched her mother being mishandled. She was getting turned on and knew she needed more action. Feeling her daddy’s rod sluicing along her crack, she reached down to grip it.
Warrick groaned as her tiny fingers pressed into the turgid, spongy shaft and smeared her juices along its sensitive underside. He could feel her copious liquid dripping off his cock and onto the couch and floor, along with the precum flowing from his own slit. Sensing his daughter’s urgency, he asked, “Are you ready to put it in, baby girl?”
“Yes, Daddy, I need cummies. I need your cock in me.”
“Okay, baby. Here, let me help.” Warrick placed his large hands around her chest and lifted his young offspring up off his lap until she hovered above his risen member, her legs dangling across his thighs. With Brie’s hand stabilizing his cock against her vagina, he lined up her entrance with his bulbous head.
He could feel when he was in alignment by the excessive wetness coming from her hole. Even with her super-orgasmic condition dulled to normal, Brie’s channel still ran with slippery girl-cum.
Then, as he watched Mr. Avery smearing a cum-sticky hand through the hair of his naive wife, he dropped his daughter slowly down. He felt her pussy lips consume his cockhead and the stretchy elastic of her opening wrung itself over the most sensitive part of his manhood.
Brie howled as she felt her tight pussy being stretched wide once again. Her eyes winced shut at the simultaneous pleasure and pain, but they snapped quickly open again so that she could continue watching the erotic video unfold. She was surprised to hear her mom call her teacher “Daddy”. Through heavy breathing, she asked, “Why did she call him that?”
Warrick lifted his little girl up by her legs until she reached the top of his rod, then sank her back down upon it. “They’re playing pretend. She’s pretending that her teacher is Grandpa, and he’s pretending that Mommy is his own daughter.”
“Why is he pretending she’s his daughter? I thought you said daddies aren’t supposed to have sex with their daughters.”
“Well, it’s against the law, but…” Warrick thought for a moment, “I suppose if both people are okay with it, and they both keep it a secret, then it’s probably okay.”
“Good,” said Brie. She looked down and watched as she impaled herself on her dad’s hardened member and hissed, “Cuz I wanna do this a lot.”
“I do, too, baby girl. I love fucking your little cunny. I love watching your naked body squirm. I want to fill you with my cum every night.”
Brie moaned at her dad’s salacious language.
The video continued and Brie watched her young mom ejaculate a torrent of girl-cum all over the man and the bed, just like she herself was able to do. Then another question popped into her head. “What about sisters?”
“Sisters? What do you mean?”
“Elsie had sex with Mallory last night.”
Warrick choked, “What?”
“They both shared a dildo, and they made their pussies kiss around it.”
Her father inhaled sharply at the mental image. He didn’t know Mallory too well, but he had met her a few times and knew what she looked like. His cock swelled, and Brie moaned as she felt it tighten against her stretched walls. He imagined Elsie, his little lover, humping her naked pussy against Mallory’s. He was close to cumming and once again slid his daughter up and back down his shaft slowly, staving off his orgasm just a little longer. He felt his cock surge at the mental image of the two neighbor girls in ecstasy and he sensed precum spurting inside his offspring. He held Brie still for a moment, for even the smallest movement would likely have set him off cumming.
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