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Mine is nothing but pain as Dad grips my hips, and with one final, forceful thrust, fills my pussy with his cock—the one that could barely fit in my mouth but is now fully sheathed inside me after breaking through my virginity.
I scream and claw at the comforter at the same time as he yells, “You’re a virgin?”
Chapter 4
Bill
The most perfect cunt I’ve ever seen or felt stretches obscenely when I’m buried to the root, my pelvis slapped against Tina’s equally perfect ass. “You’re a virgin?” I shout when my daughter screams in pain after I feel her hymen give way.
I never expected her to be a virgin, not with the way she struts about in the sluttiest little outfits—the same kind her mother never gave two shits about her little girl buying and wearing out of the house. Her mother never dressed much better, but at the time, I thought she was wearing those sexy outfits for me.
Turns out I was wrong. Wrong about her and wrong about Tina.
I force myself not to move an inch when Tina nods, knowing that pulling out would cause her just as much pain as fucking her would as her pussy walls clench unbearably tighter. I grind my teeth and groan at her vice-like grip around my shaft, which makes my cock pulse inside her, begging me to thrust.
I’m an evil, sick bastard for what I’ve just done, taking my daughter’s virginity from behind like a savage, like she’s a little slut who should be used to it by now. Her first time should have been with a boy her own age who slowly slides into her while they look deep into each other’s eyes in love…not with the fat, old man she calls Daddy.
Up to this point, I’ve resisted—and spectacularly failed—every advance she’s made. It makes me evil and sick that my blood heats with immoral desire, that my cock grows impossibly harder every single fucking time she breathily calls me Daddy.
Sick, sick, sick.
I was doing it for her own good, pushing her away, knowing it’s incredibly fucked up that she feels the need to comfort me like this, starting with giving me the worst—while simultaneously the hottest—blow job I’ve ever received.
Christ, the way her throat seized each time she gagged had my dick ready to fire off and fill her little belly with cum in seconds flat. But I couldn’t let myself do it. Couldn’t take advantage of my daughter’s misguided offer to make me feel better after her whore of a mother left, because what kind of father would that make me?
Evil and sick.
That’s what I was thinking when I backed off and attempted to leave, telling her I wanted us to forget what happened and move on. Going so far as to literally push her away from me after she pulled off her shirt, revealing the most perfect pair of tits I’ve ever seen in real life. Perky and perfect and begging for my mouth.
I’ve always known that my daughter is a beauty, but not once have I ever been tempted to take that train of thought any further, especially when she grew into such a spoiled brat. She and her bitch of a mother were dragging me closer to the brink of debt once I stopped dipping into my savings, and I couldn’t stand to look at the two of them anymore.
But then my heart nearly gave out when she hit the corner of the bed and fell. The only thing I could think of at that moment was how I could take her pain away, to kiss her boo-boos like I’ve seen other parents do to their kids’ scraped knees, though the kisses I gave her were nothing like what those parents were doing. There was nothing innocent or parental about the way I straddled her firm thighs after laying her on my bed, the same one her mother cheated on me in with that fucker, Tim.
I couldn’t keep my lips off of her smooth skin long after I’d kissed the worst of her injury. Suddenly, I found myself kissing her gorgeous, bare pussy, burying my tongue in her small hole, and swallowing down every sweet drop of juice her pussy wept for me as it grew wetter and wetter. I couldn’t force myself to back off when she called me Daddy as she was cumming.
I was too far gone by then, too turned on to do the right thing by her.
I’m still too far gone.
She’s given me the sweetest, most precious gift, and I won’t leave her pussy in pain, heaped on top of all of the emotional and physical pain I’ve already caused her tonight.
Once her pussy walls start to relax around my girth, I unbutton my shirt and drop it to the floor, wanting to feel the heat of her skin against my bare chest. I drape myself gingerly over her back, sickened and excited by the thoughts running through my head as I cover her body with mine.
A Daddy shouldn’t love the feeling of how small his daughter is beneath him.
I smooth the luscious loose strands of her silky reddish-brown hair out of her face and caress her cheek with the back of my hand. Her crystal blue eyes are clenched tight, and I kiss the next tear that slips from the corner before it can fall.
It kills me how many times I’ve made her cry since she first walked in on her mother packing her bags.
“I’m sorry, sweetheart. I didn’t know you were a virgin. If I did…”
Her eyes pop open and the space between her brows creases with worry. “If you’d known I was a virgin, would you have stopped?”
“Yes,” I say, though I’m not sure if it’s the truth. At this moment, I don’t regret taking the tight pussy she’s offered up on a silver platter, but I at least regret the way I did it.
“Then I’m glad you didn’t know,” she says with a fierce look. I grunt and can’t help the way my hips buck of their own volition when she arches her back the slightest bit, looks me straight in the eye, and says in the sultriest voice, “I’m glad it’s you who took my virginity. I love you, Daddy.”
I drop my mouth to her shoulder and groan, “Don’t…don’t call me that. Not when we’re doing…this.” That’s what I say with my words, but my body is telling a whole different story as my cock flexes inside her. I slide my hands to her ribs, my fingers dangerously close to dipping between her chest and the mattress to cup her tits.
