The next morning, I woke up with Daddy’s head between my legs, licking my asshole. The feeling of the tip of his tongue over my sphincter was so luxurious. I lay there on my back, hips gyrating slowly matching Daddy’s tempo, my hands on his head, fingers playing with his hair. As he pressed his tongue into my asshole, his hands gripped firmly onto my hips and pulled me towards him. I wish he could bury the entire length of his tongue in my ass. A girl can dream.
I felt the urge to start rubbing my clit, but I didn’t want to. In this moment I just wanted to feel daddy and the things he was doing to my body. As he moved upwards, his fingers started stroking my nipples with featherlight touches, while his tongue was lapping my cunt, stopping right in front of my clit, to then start all over again, agonizingly slowly repeating the process. He never once touched my clit.
He licked my belly button, my nipples. He sucked my nipples, pulled them into his mouth, lightly rasping them with his teeth.
As he climbed more on top of me his hungry eyes peered into me. My bottom lip trembled as his mouth approached mine. He noticed and put his lips around it, sucking my bottom lip into his mouth. When he let go, his tongue started licking my face, while he laid his hands on either side of my head. I stared into his eyes, immobilized. There was determination in his look. Whatever it was he wanted, he was going to take it from me.
Daddy blew a load of spit on my face, looking at me with intensity. This made me so hot inside. I wrapped my legs around his hips and started grinding my cunt into his groin.
Daddy lifted himself up and gave me a slap in the face, immediately followed by a hungry kiss, working his tongue all the way into my mouth. The slap startled me for a brief moment, but my body reacted with excitement. My cunt grinded harder, my tongue fought with his. When our eyes met, there was a burning fire between us.
He slapped me again, followed by more kissing.
When he finally lifted himself, he spat in my face one more time. Then he grabbed my legs end laid them on either side of me, my feet resting above my head. This lifted my ass off the mattrass, and I felt Daddy’s cock enter my asshole. Slowly he worked that hard cock inside me, while I came in an explosive orgasm. I grabbed his head and drew him in for a hard kiss, while he started pumping inside me.
His hand went around my throat as he looked me in the eye, while his cock took possession of my internals. I felt so totally owned, so utterly taken.
As I found it harder and harder to breathe, I felt my cunt drip onto the cock in my ass.
Daddy spat once more in my face, grabbed my throat with both hands and said: “Now cum for me, little slut.”
And I did. My body started to buckle, shiver and shake, but I was at the same time immobilized by the weight of daddy’s body on mine and his hands around my throat.
I came so hard and so many times, I cannot claim I came for Daddy each and every time. I was so lost in my orgasmic roller coaster, coming up for air one moment, being choked the next. I don’t like to admit it, but I may have come a couple of times, just for myself, just out of lust.
Underneath the piety of being Daddy’s whore, I am at my core a simple cock slut. When I am at my most cynical, I believe that my devotion to being his whore is nothing more than a thin veneer for just a fucked-up slut getting what she wants. Daddy knows and it turns him on. He doesn’t just want an obedient whore who gives him her holes whenever he wants to. He wants a cunt that actively seeks his cock, a cunt that is hungry for his cock.
I love both states of being. It had felt so good to be his little fuck whore right before mom’s funeral. Sitting there on a slab of marble, spreading my legs for Daddy, while he pulls out his hard cock. I have never felt more grateful for the opportunity to just be Daddy’s fuck sleeve than in that moment. It moved me more than the ceremony that followed. Being a receptacle for Daddy’s grief, anger and pain is the greatest gift the Universe has ever given me.
I also love being a slut that gets off on nasty shit, and that was the state I was in that morning as Daddy reamed my ass while choking me with both hands.
Despite rolling from one orgasm into another, I felt Daddy tense up.
“Cum all over my face Daddy”, I said.
Daddy pulled out of me, as I quickly got up to sit on my knees in front of him with my mouth wide-open. For the first time this morning, my fingers reached for my clit, which felt hard and slick. Just the tiniest stroke sent shivers down my spine. With just a little more pressure, I came with each movement of my finger on my clit, while Daddy was stroking his cock in front of my gaping mouth.
He unloaded a big load on my left cheek, the next spurt went right into my mouth, followed by another one. The rest of his cum landed on my chin.
I started to rub my clit harder as I felt his sperm run over my face, dripping onto my chest.
Panting and heaving. I came three more times, staring in Daddy’s eyes. I was cumming for him big time.
“Your making me into such a fucked-up whore, Daddy”, I said. “I love you”.
With that I leaned forward and took his cum covered cock in my mouth.
Daddy was sitting on his knees, while I was on all fours in front of him, sucking his cock like it needed devouring.
He laid his hands on my head, mostly to follow my movements, but every now and then he would pull me into his crotch as his cock forced itself down my throat. I felt each of those thrusts in my cunt.
When I had Daddy hard again, I stood up, wrapped my arms around his head. I placed my feet on either side of him and lowered my cunt on his cock. That first fuck of the day, I was always extra tight, and it took a while for his cock to bottom out. My arms around his neck pulled him tighter and my mouth started to attack his. I wanted to get my tongue as deep into his mouth as I could and plough around. In the meantime, I started riding his cock. I needed it hard and fast, and I worked for it. Boy did I work for it.
An orgasm built quickly, came hard and made me want many more. I panted, giggled, then looked Daddy in the eyes and gave him a hard slap in his face. And I did it again, and again. All the while I was riding his cock like I was possessed. I spit in his face, licked his cheeks and came on his cock.
I sped up even more as tears started to run from my eyes. Despite having had multiple orgasms, I felt there was a bigger one slowly building up and it needed cock harder and faster. Daddy came to the rescue as he placed his hands on my hips and started pushing me up and down his shaft harder and faster than gravity allowed.
I buried my face in his neck as his cock rammed relentlessly inside me. Then the big one started to become inevitable and when it hit me, I bit Daddy’s shoulder with all the force I had left.
I went limp and hung by my arms around his neck, while still being fully empaled by his cock.
Then I noticed Daddy was bleeding.
“I am so sorry, Daddy”, I stammered and started crying. I was quickly in full panic mode, as Daddy pulled the hair out of my face.
“Never feel bad, sweetie”, he said quietly. “I want you to be a fucked-up whore and I want fucked up shit to happen... so please be a fucked-up whore and never feel bad about anything... ”.
That didn’t sink in immediately and I stammered: “But I am so sorry, Daddy”.
Daddy got a stern look on his face as he started moving his cock inside me and said: “Sweetie, we both know how fucked-up you get, and I love you for it. I thank the Universe every fucking hour of the day for bringing you to me... please never feel embarrassed or ashamed over being a fucked-up slut... it’s what you are wanted for.”
“I am not a good man, sweetie... In fact, I am a monster. I abuse you and I take advantage of your loneliness in this world...If anyone should be ashamed, feel guilt, it should be me”
“Yet I don’t. I am fucking grateful for the opportunity to completely ruin a lovely little girl, turn her in a fuck doll, a perfect little whore, a rape slut, a cum bucket, and all the beautiful things you can be.. I don’t feel shame or regret for totally fucking you up, so stop regretting things and keep enjoying fucked up shit.”
Daddy looked me deep in the eye and I trembled. I hadn’t expected such a speech. I needed to absorb his words. I couldn’t handle them right away.
“Baby, let’s fuck. Daddy needs to cum”, he finally said as he lifted me up and laid me on my back. He spread my legs and pushed his cock back into my awaiting cunt.
He kissed me softly. I licked his shoulder and tasted his blood. A taste I wanted to share with him, so I pulled him closer and playfully pushed my tongue in his mouth.
Daddy was very gentle, stroking my body tenderly and giving me kisses on my mouth, I started to feel so warm inside, with his cock steadily pumping in my cunt.
Daddy and I weren’t just fucking, we were making love. I was making love with my monster, and that thought got me all warm inside,
Daddy made love to me for hours, as we changed position while making sure his cock remained firmly buried in my cunt.
I was putty in his hands.
At some point, Daddy was lying on his side, while I lay on my back with one leg over his and his cock entering from behind. I was wide open for him, and he gently kept rubbing my clit, I was cumming and cumming, panting in his mouth. I was quivering while his strong hands kept my hips in an iron grip to keep his cock as deep inside me as he could.
Then Daddy came inside me and all the remaining energy I had in my body bundled and gave me a final blow out orgasm.
I immediately fell asleep.
When I woke up, I was alone in bed. There were bloodstains on the sheets and I remembered I had bitten Daddy.
I giggled.
I found Daddy in the kitchen and threw myself in his arms.
“You are a bit sticky, Baby... Let me take you to the shower”.
He picked me up and walked me to the bathroom. He lathered my body in soap, washed my hair, cleaned out my ass with an anal douche. The same ritual we have to this day. Daddy washes me, Daddy lubes me up, Daddy brushes my teeth.
I wanted to stay naked with Daddy as we walked back to the kitchen, me holding his big firm hands.
Half way there, I let go of Daddy’s hand and ran back. I fetched a pair of transparent stripper heels that I had received earlier in the week.
I wanted to be naked with Daddy, but I wanted to feel like a naked slut as well.
I ran back to the kitchen as fast as the heels allowed me to. I was still struggling maintaining my balance.
Daddy was preparing pieces of fruit for us to eat. I put my arms around him and pressed my cunt as hard as it could against his body.
I let go of him and went to the refrigerator and pulled a container of milk out of it.
I put it on my lips, took one gulp and let the rest of it run out of my mouth, over my chin, on my chest, running down on my belly, my legs and my crotch.
Daddy looked startled for a split second, then walked toward me, and lifted me up in the air until my cunt was in front of his mouth. He pressed me toward him as I wrapped my legs around his head. He lapped the milk from my cunt and surrounding areas and then started tongue fucking me. God it was good to be fucked up.
While I was spilling copious amount of cunt juices in his mouth, he put me down and made me stand in front of the kitchen table, bent me forward and slid his cock in my freshly lubed ass. In my stripper heels I was just able to leave my feet on the floor.
Daddy lifted my head off the table by taking a fistful of hair. With his other hand he started pushing pieces of watermelon in my mouth. As he pumped his cock in my ass, he whispered in my ear: “Ï told you I would feed you”. And I swallowed one chunk of melon after another. I was hungry like a wolf.
When I was sated, Daddy blast a load of cum in my ass.
“Oh baby... I am not just ruining you, you are ruining me as well”, he snickered.
He picked me up and he walked me to the backyard. He gave the both of us a good rinsing, before he led me to the pool.
The pool where I had spent so much time with mom. This had been our place and now it was about to become Daddy and my place. Even though I had loved mom more than any child could, I needed to expel her from my world as well. I was now Daddy’s whore, and I needed to take ownership of my world to be the whore Daddy deserved.
Daddy was playful in the water, but my mind was somewhere else. I guided him to the edge of the swimming pool and said: “I want to suck your cock, Daddy”.
After he had lifted himself, I took his cock in my mouth and started bobbing my head like the good little whore that I was. This had nothing to do with pleasing Daddy or giving my love to him. I was marking my territory.
Daddy sensed my mood and lowered himself into the water. He spun me around, grabbed me by the hair and pushed his cock against me ass.
As he slowly entered me, he said in my ear: “sweetie, this is my pool and I fuck my whore, everywhere I want to”
“I know you have sweet memories of your mom here, but it is not her pool, it’s mine and I want to fuck you here day in day out.”
Daddy fucked me in every corner of the pool. He was rough and demanding, taking me, using me.
When we were taking a little rest, laying with my back on his chest with his arms around me and his cock still lodged in my ass, I bluntly asked: “how do I measure up to mom?”
Daddy was quiet for a moment and then said: “I never got to fuck your mom when she was a girl”.
He didn’t need to say more. Up till now I had been so obsessed with being a whore, that I had somewhat forgotten that I was also a girl. Daddy didn’t want me just for the whore that I was, but also for the girl that I was.
“You are a bad man, Daddy”, I said: “You are so fucking bad”
“And I love you and want to cum on that fucking cock of yours”, I laughed.
Daddy lifted me out of the pool, while he sat himself on the edge with his feet in the water. He made me stand in front of him. I lowered myself a bit so I could bring my cunt to his mouth. I grabbed his head with both arms as I lowered myself trying to press my clit against his body. I slid lower and lower until my ass met his cock. In one swift move I empaled myself on his shaft and started riding him like I was in a hurry.
My clit was screaming for attention, and I came the moment I touched it. With each touch I had a small orgasm, but I had a greedy cunt I started rubbing harder and soon a series of orgasms ran through me that were more like the cannon fire I needed.
I literally couldn’t stop myself from fucking Daddy’s shaft, rubbing my clit and going from one orgasm to the other. I embraced the tears that started to flow as I was cumming and crying again.
Daddy looked satisfied and shot his load in my bowels.
I slumped against him, a complete mess of snot and sweat and tears.
It had been an educational day.