I didn’t really need to try another finger. My middle one was already much wider than the thermometer. I didn’t need to, but I needed to. I had to make sure, to be sure that she could safely accommodate the thermometer and that I’d get an accurate reading. That’s what I told myself. In went the index finger too. It was hard, working them both in to her with only my saliva. It was a real push, but she didn’t stir much. She blinked quickly, an indicator that she was dreaming, and I wondered what about. Maybe about a big dick in her ass, the little slut. As I sat there on the bed with the hardness in my jeans and my thick fingers stretching my babygirls little hole… I thought, what harm could it do? To take it out and stroke it a little. I wouldn’t do anything extreme and Summer wouldn’t know. My wife wouldn’t know, nobody would know. I slowly retracted my fingers from her beautiful ass and unzipped my jeans, casting them off and on to the floor along with my underwear.
Kneeling on the bed behind her, what a picture it must have been. If anyone had looked in my daughters bedroom right then, if anyone had of climbed a ladder and peered in, they would have seen pink walls, unicorns, ponies, sparkles, glitter… And on the bed… The four foot figure of a frail, sleeping, pigtailed little lolita in the local elementary school uniform, splayed obscenely on the pink girly sheets with her pale little arse exposed and a raging, throbbing prick hovering above it. A big, thick, pulsing cock with its giant bulbous head purple and inflamed, angrily drooling precum that slathered in a short, sticky string to meet the pool of spit between her pale cheeks. A big, thick, pulsing cock attached to her own daddy. They would have seen his eyes, my eyes. They would have seen the lust, the anger, the desire. The love, and the need to teach and to punish her for her own good. The need to satiate my own desire, the need to cum, to cum in her. To cum in my baby daughter. To cum in my baby Summer.
I couldn’t help it. She was a tease. I was only going to stroke it, at first. I was only going to lube her for the thermometer properly. Cum is good for lube, right? I was going to squirt, squirt it on her asshole just to make it easier for the thermometer.
She was a tease and I couldn’t let her keep teasing. I couldn’t let her grow up in to a slut, not a slut for anyone. I needed to control my daughter, to reign her in. I needed to make her know that she’s mine. It was primal and it was basic. It was a daddy’s instinct to put his baby on the right path. Her words were echoing in my head, from the video. Inviting and begging her daddy to fuck her. I was her daddy. Her little tight asshole looked so good, so appealing. I spat in to it once more, and again on to my cock. It was so big, thick, so hot and hard. Harder than it had ever been before. Sometimes you have to be cruel to be kind. You have to hurt people, to help people. To teach people. To teach naughty, slutty, dirty little girls.
I pushed the tip, the head of my cock to the tiny little entrance of her peach. I spat and I drooled on my throbbing cock head which was already shining with my own glistening precum, and on my little babygirls ass. I spat until I could work the tip in. The way it spread, like a flower, a tiny little rosebud sucking me in when I pushed, it was obscene. It was disgusting, it was sickening. It was my own little baby, my own princess, my special little girl. The girl I’d bounced on my lap all these years. The girl I’d kissed and petted and loved and taken care of every day of my life. And it was my cock splitting her elementary school asshole in two, it was my cock tearing her apart. It looked absolutely fucking huge against her baby figure. She moaned a little, stirring a bit. It must have hurt enough for reality to seep through in to her dreams, in to her sleepy state. It looked like it must hurt. My fat cock has always been too much for my wife, and she isn’t in school. My wife doesn’t make art from pasta and glue. My wife doesn’t draw smiley faces on paper plates. My little girl. My precious baby… I pushed until the whole head popped in.
She jerked then, she definitely jerked. She spasmed, she moved. The way her tiny little fucking shit-chute closed and sealed itself around my cock head, it was like a second skin, like wearing a condom three sizes too small. My daughter was wrapped around my cock like a glove and I needed more. I leaned in to her with my hands at her sides, and I let my weight sink down. My red hot thick prick speared her little baby butt-ring deeper. She was really stirring then, her eyes started to flutter and she was murmering. I couldn’t have her know, I couldn’t have her see me, so I grabbed a handful of her hair and pushed her face down in to the pillows before I thrust again, this time hard, and with all my weight. Every inch of my cock slammed in to my little babycunts asshole. My little babycunt, my little babywhore. My little baby cumslut. That’s what she was. A slut, a tease, a cunt, a tight hole. She woke then. She woke and she screamed, in to the pillow. Her voice was croaky and sickly sounding but at least I knew she was alive, that she could wake up, that I hadn’t given her a fatal dose of pills.
Summer screamed, and all I did was push. I held her face down in to the pillows and I pushed, slipped out a couple of inches and thrust again. The tightness of her asshole was incredible. I could feel every little bit of her tiny ass, from the ring that was squeezing and milking my shaft to the immature little baby bowels that I was buried in. I could feel my dick bottoming out before it was even fully in. I knew it was doing some serious fucking damage to my pretty little slut daughter as I pushed it the whole way inside of her. She was screaming, suffocating, panicking, and didn’t know where to reach with her tiny little hands. Behind herself, to batter me away, in front of herself, to pull the pillow out of her face? Her hands were all over the place. She was so weak and feeble in comparison to me – I’m no regular at the gym, but this wasn’t even close to a battle. As hard as she tried and as much as she screamed and shouted and yelled until her throat was raw, I could have held that little whore down with a couple of fingers. A couple of fingers that smelled like her dirty little slutty preteen ass.
I must have gotten carried away tearing apart her little asshole, I don’t know if it was the pain or the fact that I was starving her of oxygen with her face in the pillow, but she passed out. I pulled her head back a little, grabbed a pink pillow and ripped the case off. After tearing a couple of holes in the corners I stuck it over her face, pulling her pigtails out of the holes at the top. It wasn’t exactly the height of childrens fashion but it kept the little whore blind enough not to see me. I grabbed a pigtail in each hand and carried on tearing in to her elastic little preteen pucker as hard and deep as I could. My balls slammed violently against her soft, puffy cunt, the contrast of the hard slaps and the tender, sweet, flesh almost causing me to lose it and unload. I wasn’t about to cum yet, though. I pulled Summer by her own hand-crafted fuck handles as I thrust in to her guts, her neck and back arching backwards now, in to me. What a flexible little cunt she was, what a fantastic contortionist! I don’t know why I hadn’t sent this little bitch to ballet classes. Vision of smearing her tutu with my daddy-cream flashed through my mind.
She must have been stirring again because it wasn’t long before her hands started flailing once more. She reached for the pillow case enveloping her head this time. No chance. I let go of one pigtail and used my free hand to slap her hard on the face. Her hands dropped immediately. She started screaming. Screaming for… Me. Screaming for dad. Screaming for daddy to help her. The clueless little slut didn’t have any idea who was buried balls deep in her little shithole. She had no fucking clue. This little bitch daughter of mine was stupider than I thought – I wondered if she planned to spend her whole life teasing cocks for favours on camera. Some little girls want to be scientists or engineers. Oh no, not mine. She wants to be a fucking whore. I slapped her again, unprovoked this time. I slapped her again, and again, beating the shit out of her little face through the pillowcase, switching hands to even out the marks. We wouldn’t want one side of her pretty face to be bruised more than the other. Beauty is all about symmetry.
With every slap to her stupid little teasing cunt face, I thrust ever fucking harder inside of her. My hands dropped from her piggytails to her neck as I thought about what she’d done. Showing her little round ass to the world. To all those boys and all those men. Some of them must have been men, stroking their big dicks to my little slut daughter. Who else would make her call them “daddy”? Not some dumb little boy, it was definitely a twisted old perverted fuck. And she was happy to tease, showing her face alongside her tight little sealed-up cunt. Ruining my name and reputation as a parent if anyone ever saw, if anyone we knew ever found out. My thick fingers tightened around her fragile neck. Her already dry screams became garbled and punctuated with her pathetic attempts at taking a full breath. Stupid… Little… Cunt… I let her breathe just enough to stay conscious, but on the edge. With the sleeping pills, the cock buried in her little baby ass and the oxygen starvation, she must have been going fucking loopy under that pillowcase.
The tortured sounds she made while my large manly hands closed around her thin, delicate, youthful neck were pushing me over the edge. I was close to cumming. To cumming in the perfectly formed virginal asshole of my own little baby. Daddy was a little baby-butt fucker. Daddy was his little girls rapist. I was tearing her, choking her, muffling her screams, keeping her on the very edge of consciousness. Not choked enough to pass out, just awake enough to feel the squeeze of my hands and the thrusts of my searing hot cock in to her sexy, slutty, childish little body. I was fucking and choking a child, my child, my baby. And it was making my big fat balls boil up and bubble with sticky fuck-soup. I needed to cum. I needed to cum in my screaming, choking little cunt of a daughter. I timed it to perfection. Fuck it, she needed to know where her lesson was coming from anyway. I took one hand from her throat and with the other I squeezed tighter.
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