On its own accord my eyes fluttered closed as he gave a soft pinch to my sensitive nip. I wiggled with the pleasure of it all, my juices running down my leg. An animal urge overwhelmed me and I wiggled my hips against my fathers, desperate for more. But once again my wiggling proved stupid as it pushed me up against his naked cock and ignited a fire in his belly.
In an instant his soft touch vanished as my dad viciously twisted my nipple, smashing my boobs down and plucking the tender skin. I screamed out, my cries muffled by his hand still clamped over my mouth. His touch was rough and uncontrolled, his hand moving lower until it was at the entrance of my hole. I was naked and vulnerable, my father fully taking advantage of the situation with expert fingers and sucking attacks on my neck. We were really doing this. The thought made me sick.
“Mmm,” he moaned, pulling his hand up to lick off my juices. He sucked on his middle finger, looking into my eyes as he did so. The sight made me turn away in disgust. I didn’t want to see the monster my dad was becoming. I didn’t want any of this.
With that thought my father’s wet finger returned to my pussy, circling around my outer lips, and making me even wetter with desire. He teased my clit, using his thumb to flick it up and down a couple times. I arched my back, more out of response than conscious thought, pushing my pussy further into his hand. He pushed in me a little, moving his finger in and out, but only about a half inch.
“Look at how wet you are you little slut.” He gasped, holding up his fingers for me to see,, showing me the evidence of my unwanted arousal. I turned my head to the side, my fatherʻs hand still covering my mouth as I tried to look away from my juices. A part of me now desperately wanted to take my dadʻs thick cock deep into my pussy and squirt my juices until I fainted. I had to stop him. He had never taken me like this. This was nonconsensual. I closed my eyes, I felt my pussy grow wetter at the thought.
“You’re gonna take it like the whore you are,” he remarked, twisting my head to look at him as he released his hand from my mouth. I barely had time to register the freedom because in a split second he reached over the rubbed the fingers wet with my arousal against my lips, forcing them down my throat. I gagged, the taste salty and sweet, tears brimming at what he was forcing me to do, to face the truth of my bodyʻs betrayal.
“Eat it Steph. Taste the juices you make for daddy.” He swirled his finger inside my mouth, bringing his head right next to my ear. “You’re wet because you like it.”
With his whisper I felt it. His cock brushing against my bottom, warm and hard. He removed his fingers from my mouth and used them to guide his dick to my entrance.
“No Dad,” I muttered, feeling his hardness as he lubricated his cock in my juices. He looked at me then, ecstasy written across his face. His free hand, the one not guiding his cock, once again clamped over my mouth.
“Feel this baby,” he whispered. He sandwiched his dick in between my thighs, the shaft resting between my lips. “Youʻre so hot and wet.” He bent a little to allow him a better angle and I suppressed a moan as his cock pushed a little into me, just the tip spreading me open. Standing up like this my pussy was extra tight, a fact not lost on my father. “Oooh honey. You grip my cock so good.” His head was thrown back, his breathing deep. “This will be the best fuck of your life.”
Pulling out a little he looked me in the eyes, pressing his cock at my hole but not pushing in. “Your aunt told me about that boy you’ve been screwing,” he whispered. He had bent down once again, his mouth so close to my ear I could feel his breath. “Said she couldn’t stop you from seeing him, said you snuck out at night to meet him.” With every word he got angrier, his muscles tense and the grip on my mouth tightening. His body pushed roughly against mine, his chest smothering me. I felt his dick push a little into my cunt.
“You’re a fucking whore!!” He screamed, and with his words he plunged fully in, sharp and painful and quick. I screamed with the pain, biting my bottom lip to keep myself from crying out loud and giving him the pleasure.
“You think you can fuck some guy and then come back to my house,” he ranted, pulling his rock hard cock out. “This pussy is all mine. Only mine!” He thrust back in again, splitting me in two. He began pushing in and out, moving back and forth, taking his pleasure from my tight cunt. His cock wasn’t fully in, the angle wouldn’t allow it, but still the familiar feeling of his member pushing into mine made me clench.
My father moaned too as he ground his hips against mine. “Yes baby, this is the pussy daddy needed.” I gasped at his words, willing my body to ignore the feelings he stirred in my sensitive cunt. He was forcing himself on me and I was helpless to stop. Taking me in the garage like a common whore.
His grunts were getting louder, the beads of sweat forming on his chest. He was starting to strain from his downward thrusts onto my much shorter frame. I could see his thighs quiver with each push and I knew he would have to stop. He was after all, a forty-year old man. Even if he wanted to he couldnʻt fuck me standing up like this for very long. As he grew fatigued his thrusts became sloppy. After a particular hard shove his cock plopped from my hole. Frustrated and without thinking my father released his hand from my mouth and tried to realign his dick into my pussy, his movements frantic.
Then, he suddenly grabbed my hips and shoved me further onto the trunk of the car. My ass hit the metal and I hissed with the pain. At this angle he was in the perfect position to pound into me with full abandon. My heart dropped.
“Yeah baby that’s it,” he started. The coldness of the car lay in stark contrast to the warmness between my legs, making me shiver. He used his two hands to spread my legs wide open, allowing him more than enough room to guide his rigid member into my hole, once again pushing into my quivering snatch. With both my legs in his hand propping me against the car he fucked me, shoving all ten inches of his cock deep into my velvety depths. “You like that. You like when daddy takes you like this,” he teased. I could feel his dick lengthening, getting harder with each thrust. I knew he wanted to cum. He was a sick son of a bitch.
“You’re a fucking psycho,” I yelled. His head shot up, surprised to hear my voice. “Get out of me. Stop!” I clenched my hands into fists and pummeled his chest, trying to push him back. He expected it though and easily withstood my punches. He was too strong and with him between me, my two legs high in the air, I had no leverage. He had me right where he wanted me.
But still I could use my voice. “Do you like this Dad,?” I screamed, trying to get him to stare into my eyes. Instead of hitting him I reached up and cupped his face, forcing his eyes to look into mine. “Do you like violating me like this. You’re a fucking pervert, taking me like this. Are you going to cum in me too? You’re sick.”
I hoped my words would get into him, make him realize the fault in his ways, but all it served to do was make him harder. His eyes grew darker and inside me his cock grew longer. He held me open, pumping in and out. Scraping my insides and recklessly pounding into me. The noises of our union echoed throughout the room, his moans were coming out louder and louder.
“Oh my god, are my words making you horny?!” I couldn’t believe how sick he was being. He was increasing, giving me more of what I didn’t want. He reached over and brought my body close to his, hugging me against him. My pussy quivered on its own accord, a reluctant orgasm building within me. I didn’t want it, I tried to fight against it. I could feel the heat begin to overwhelm.
“My gosh Dad you’re going to make me cum on your cock. You son of a bitch. Get out of me now!” I was growing frantic. My dad only gripped me tighter against him, and without meaning to I wrapped my legs around his waist. My body wanted him closer. I wanted him deeper and faster. My release was approaching, his thrusts pounding into me and hitting me in just the right spot. I couldn’t stop it. I felt the wave about to overtake me. All I could feel was his strong muscles pushing me into the car, his warm cock penetrating me like no man ever could. I unwrapped my legs from around him and spread them open, I didn’t want to but I had to. I had to have him deeper.
Yet with that thought suddenly my resolve came crashing back. What was I thinking? I had to stop this.
I grabbed a fistful of his ass trying to tug him out but only succeeding in pulling him deeper in. I didn’t want this. I had never asked for it. His thrusts were in rhythm now.
“Get out Dad,” I begged, even as my body told a different story. I took my hands off his ass and placed it on his chest, looking up at him with pleading eyes. My pussy was so hot. I was so close. “Please stop Dad. I can’t do this. Don’t do this to me.” His eyes turned down to me and I saw it. He wouldn’t stop. He couldn’t.
“I’m so sorry baby,” he exhaled, his cock still moving in and out, making me so tender.
“No Dad,” I muttered, my fists weakly pounding against his chest. He was doing me just how I liked it, hard and fast without abandonment. My insides began to clench and I felt my orgasm explode within me.
“NOOOOO,” I screamed, thrashing back and forth trying to stop the waves that were overwhelming. My face contorted with the pain and pleasure simultaneously cresting over my body. “DAAADDDDDYYY!!! NOOOO!!!” I clenched around him, my hands reaching up and meekly trying to push him away. My pussy muscles spasmed around the cock that was making me cum so unwillingly.
“Oh baby that’s so sexy,” he was still thrusting, still reaching for his own release. “Cum on daddy’s cock you slut. Daddy has a big release for you. I’m going to cum in this pussy. The pussy that belongs to me.” With his final words he reached around me and brought me closer, his face right in front of mine. He watched me intently as his hips continued their hard thrusting, eliciting pain from my quivering cunt. His eyes were rolling back and I could see his face twist with the pleasure. He gave one final thrust, digging deep to a place only his cock could satisfy.
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