“Fuck you!”
“Fine! Have it your way!”
He pushed through my pussy lips without any resistance. I was soaking wet, imaging this were real. My dads thick cock throbbed and rubbed against my g-spot, causing me to moan and reach for the top edge of the table. Dad released the pressure on my head and held my waist, ready to fuck me properly.
“Feeling stretched out right now?”
“Very!” I panted.
“Mmm, you admit you want it now, don’t you? Yeah you do! Your pussy feels so tight and small around my thick cock. Just how a posh pussy should be!”
“Please… just fuck me and make me cum!”
“Mmm, I wish your husband were here to see this!”
“Just fuck me!”
“His wife’s tight hole stretched around my cock as I fuck you! Mmm, and that even tighter little arsehole, looking neglected. Do you take it up the arse?”
“What? No! Hell no!” For the first time I was being serious.
Next thing I know I’m feeling my dads thumb pressing against my puckered hole as he continued to fuck me deep. Very pleasantly surprised. I moaned and gripped the table.
“Ah! Ohhhh! Shit! I’m going to cum!” I screamed as my dad pushed his cock into my pussy and his thumb into my arse.
“Mmm, squeeze my cock with that pussy! Mmm, there’s my girl!”
“Fuck! Don’t stop! Keep doing that to me!”
My Dad didn’t stop until I’d finished climaxing. He then vacated my holes and went into one of the kitchen cupboards. I wondered what the hell he was doing until he held up a bottle of avocado oil. He grinned and shook the bottle before standing behind me again.
“First I’m going to eat your arse out!” he told me, slapping my backside.
I felt awash with excitement and dread as my cheeks were spread before my dad traced his tongue firmly upwards, in between my crack. I was instantly warming to the prospect of doing anal for the first time.
Moaning with every lick of my dads tongue travelling through that sensitive crevice, I knew I was going to take it up the arse. My dad worked both my holes with his tongue and fingers, before I felt slippery oil being dropped directly onto the puckered one.
A finger was then working the oil into the tense opening. More oil was added, then my dads finger went deeper inside. I gasped and panted; I even sighed a few times. It felt nicer than I wanted to admit. I was then double fingered from behind to the edge of an orgasm. One finger inside my pussy, another inside my arse.
I cursed my dad when he stopped fingering me before I came again, which made him chuckle at my expense. He then pressed the head of his cock into my anus, applying more and more pressure.
“Is this your first time doing anal, Kate?”
“Yes!” I exclaimed.
“Relax. I’ll be very gentle, darling,” he reassured me, dropping the intruder act. “Are you ok?”
“Uhhhh! Yes,” I sighed with discomfort. “I’m ok. Ahhhh! Fuck!” I suddenly groaned in pain.
“How does it feel, darling?”
“It feels nice, just go slowly,” I breathed, wincing. The pain was intensifying as my anus was stretched beyond belief.
“Mmm, so tight. Hang in there, Kate. Daddy will be fucking your arse in a moment. Uhhhh! Mmm, it’s in!”
“Ahhhh! Go slow!” My dad was now in my arse. I felt so full, but in a way that felt different to having his cock in my pussy.
“It’s all pleasure from here, Kate.” My dad groaned, pushing his thick cock right up my rectum. I squealed in pain before he gently rocked his hips back and forth, until I got used to his cock and I started moaning in pleasure.
“Feeling good now, Kate?” he chuckled and slapped my arse. “It sure looks and feels great from where I’m standing.”
“Make me take it!” I didn’t recognise myself, driven by seedy lust.
“Mmm, you want it rough?” My dad grabbed and twisted my hair in his hand. “Does my daughter want her daddy to fuck her arse raw?”
“Yes! Fuck me hard!”
“Just like your mother! She could never say no to some hard anal!”
I didn’t like my mother being spoken about like that, especially from my dad, but that was a conversation for another time, as he hauled me up from the table by my hair and slammed into my arse with everything he had.
“Uhh! Ahh! Fuck! Uhhhhh!” I grunted at the intensely painful yet pleasurable sensations.
My dads balls banged off my pussy. I pushed back to give myself enough room to reach for my clit. I was soon getting some very hard, deep anal sex whilst pleasuring myself at the same time.
“Yes, Kate! Let’s cum together!”
My dad was banging into my arse, still holding me off the table while I frantically rubbed my clit. I had one breast and nipple brushing against the surface of the table. It added to the sensations I was already experiencing.
“Here it comes, Kate! Ahhhh! Here comes Daddy’s cum!”
“Yes! Do it! Yes! Yes! Ah! I’m cumming to!”
Together we climaxed with my dad yanking on my hair like he was pulling on a set of reigns. My eyes glazed over and I was moaning like an animal leaving this world. My body shook and trembled. The sensations were overwhelming as I climaxed rubbing my clit, while my dad filled my arse with cum.
He snorted and sighed his satisfaction before dropping me onto the table. “You can bet your arse we’ll do that again sometime in the future,” he assured me, leaving me like a broken rag doll laying on the table, but satisfied.
I didn’t respond for several minutes. I couldn’t. I just laid there, bent over the table with my dress disheveled, and with cum seeping out of my anus. I was a right mess.
“Kate? Are you ok, darling?” My dad came to my side and smoothed my head. “Here, let me help you up. Was I too rough? I’m sorry, darling.”
All the aggression had left him, now we’d finished our dirtiest sex session yet. Dad helped me out of my dress before carrying me up to bed whilst both naked.
“Is this what newlyweds do?” I laughed. Dad nearly dropped me from laughing so hard himself.
We reached the bedroom where he laid me down on the bed. It was kind of romantic. He couldn’t stop worrying that he’d hurt me. I reassured him I was ok. Sore, but ok. I then politely instructed him to never mention my mother in a sexual capacity again, especially while we were going at it full bore.
……
Six months on since my dad caught me trying on my mothers bridal lingerie, and took me into his bed, it was my twenty-first birthday. I celebrated with my friends and family and dad even bought me a used Peugeot 206. But that was nothing compared to what I received the week after my birthday.
I was eating dinner with my dad when he sprung the surprise on me. “Right then! Get your sexy backside upstairs and pack your suitcase!” he beamed, slapping and rubbing his hands together.
“What?” I sat back confused.
Dad took an envelope out of his back pocket and threw it down on the table. “We’re off to Punta Cana in the morning. Our flight leaves at 10am. So we better get packing!” Dad was grinning excitedly.
“Punta where?” I laughed, getting really excited.
“Punta Cana, Dominican Republic. I booked us seven nights as a surprise for your birthday!”
“You went and did what?” I lept out of my chair and started bouncing around the kitchen, full of beans. “What about work?”
“I spoke to your college, and the salon you’re training at, and sorted it all out for you. We’re going on holiday, Kate. Just you and me.”
“Kate? Not Gloria?” I smiled curiously. “We’re going as father and daughter?”
“No.” Dad stood up and wrapped me in his arms. “We’re going on holiday as a proper married couple. I won’t be your dad and you won’t be my daughter, so keep the ring on, but be yourself.”
“Does that mean we’re officially an item?” I giggled.
Dad smiled. “I guess it does, so you’ll have to call me, Phil. Do you think you could manage that?”
“Uhhhh, yeah!” I was so excited. I rushed upstairs and began to pack my suitcase.
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