Perverts 'R' Us

Renee

By The Purvv ( M/F, cons, inc-fath/dau, oral )

Michelle and I had been more relieved than happy when my daughter got married at the age of 18. Renee had been quite a problem child over the years and we couldn't control her.

I know that she had been an advocate of drugs, sex and rock 'n' roll since she first became a teenager. Many was the night (or rather early morning hours) that she came home under the influence of either drugs or alcohol with her clothes askew, leaving no doubt, at least in my mind, that she was sexually promiscuous. Damn she was probably screwing the whole school.

Oh, Michelle and I tried; especially at the beginning of Renee's teen years. We even tried the usual counseling, and then therapy, all to no avail. At 16 she moved out with a guy who threw her out within a few months. She begged to come back and of course we conceded. Then there was a repeat with another guy, then a third.

When she was almost 18 she moved in with Eddie and although we doubted that she had calmed down, we kept my fingers crossed, hoping. Then, after a few months of living with him, she announced that she was getting married, and Michelle and I were starting to fall for the illusion that my daughter had matured.

Soon however, we found out that Renee was going out to bars on those weekend nights when her husband was working in his band. Soon they were battling. It was almost inevitable that the marriage was going to explode.

Realizing that this was happening Michelle announced to me that she'd had it with our daughter. We both felt (knew) that her husband was putting up with all kinds of shit, and that my daughter continuously was threatening to leave him.

Over the years Michelle had threatened Renee that she would bar her from the house, and now she outright told my daughter that if the marriage broke up that she should not look to come back home.

When that inevitable break-up occurred, Renee came home. It was a Friday night and I was on my second beer, when she walked into the house and announced that it was over. She told us how rotten her husband was, etc. etc. and that she had walked out on him.

Even though Michelle had often made her threats I was totally surprised when she told Renee that she wasn't welcome to come and live with us.

That was when my wife and I had our blow-up. I just couldn't see my daughter trying to find a place to stay, god knows where, so I interceded and insisted that Renee be allowed to come home, at least until she straightened out her situation.

Michelle knew that those terrible mother-daughter battle royals were going to become an everyday event again and insisted that my daughter not be allowed back. Although this is only taking a few lines here, our internal war lasted a couple of hours, with my wife finally saying that she would not live under the same roof as my daughter. By then I had a few beers under my belt, and was feeling adamant about the whole thing.

Michelle could see that at that point it was no use fighting with me and told me that she was going to her sister's for the night and that I could come there in the morning to talk this thing out. I guess the alcohol was making me stubborn and I made no effort to stop her, saying that I'd talk to her the next day.

When the door closed behind I sat back on the couch and let out a deep breath. The frustration of the whole thing seemed to take the air out of me. Renee had gone into the kitchen to get herself a beer as I sat and tried to calm myself and clear my head.

For the next hour my daughter and I talked to each other, with me trying to make sense to her where she was going with her life. As wild as she was I wanted so much for her to straighten herself out. No matter what, I had idolized this child for all these years (which was one of the reasons my wife was so frustrated with me, she felt that I should have been stronger in disciplining Renee).

I don't know when things started to go amiss that night, but I do know that I can't blame it all on my daughter. Even though she was my own flesh and blood, I have to admit that there were many times over the years that I fantasized about touching my daughter's body, and even having sex with her. I can't say that it was an obsession but there were many moments when I caught a glimpse of flesh, or had a thought of Renee with some boy, or just saw her in some provocative position, and I let my imagination run riot.

So it was on this night. We drank together and sat across from each other. Why I suddenly began to think of my daughter as a female, I don't know, but I do know that I suddenly was aware that I was continually looking at her with thoughts of sex. I tried to shake it but I found myself often looking at my daughter's chest or legs...even at her lips…with sexual thoughts on my mind.

And I could see that Renee was aware of my sudden interest. I saw the way her eyes studied my reactions and I saw that secret smile of satisfaction that you see on a girl when she knows she is being appreciated.

My daughter and I had been down this road before but had never acknowledged this potential problem to one another. I know that Renee saw me look at her at times in the past in other that a fatherly way. And on those times that I was sure that she was aware, I always sensed that she enjoyed my confusion. Indeed, in most of my fantasies about her I visualized that she would welcome my advances. I swear that there were times that my daughter's eyes bore into mine and that she was hoping beyond hope that I would approach her.

And now it was happening. My eyes ran over her legs to her chest to her face and back and forth eagerly. Then they were stopped by hers as our eyes locked. I would guess that we sat across, looking into each other's eyes, for at least five minutes. We were both almost studying each other, trying to decide if the other was willing. I knew I should get up and take a walk about the house but there was a magnetism in the moment.

Then, to my complete surprise Renee opened the buttons of her blouse; slowly. As her fingers moved I wet my lips with my tongue. My mouth was suddenly very dry; too dry to speak. As the blouse parted I saw nothing but white flesh beneath. My young daughter wasn't wearing a bra. When the last button was undone she began to open her shirt all the way. Her small, well formed titties stood straight out, topped with lovely pink nipples. My mouth dropped open as I stared at my daughter's tits. My breathing increased as I seemed to be struggling for air.

"Renee," I whispered. "Button your blouse."

She smiled softly as her eyes held on mind. I was almost in a panic. This was my own daughter, for chrissakes! She ignored my words and she slowly removed the blouse. She walked over to me and placed her slender hand on my lap, gently squeezing my cock.

"Dad," she said. "You want me as much as I want you. Come on."

I was frozen on the spot. I would have thought that I would have simply pushed my daughter's hand away and shown my authority by berating her, as that's what should happen, right? I would challenge any man in that position to stop it. It's easy to say and easy to condemn others when you hear of these things, but when it's happening to you, it's totally different.

I sat unable to move as Renee unbuckled my belt and unbuttoned my pants. Fear and lust were running rampant in my brain. I wanted to scream out for her to stop and at the same time I wanted to reach out and grab her and fulfill those repressed desires.

My daughter then stood in front of me and reached out her hands to mine as I sat there on the couch. Unable to refuse her I obediently obeyed, acting like a zombie as she pulled me up to a standing position. Standing only inches away from me, she pushed my pants and jockeys down my body to my ankles.

My cock stood straight out. I couldn't deny it any longer. I wanted to fuck my own daughter. What surprised me was that Renee wanted to fuck me too!

"Dad," she whispered. "Your cock is really nice. It's so big and hard. I really like it."

At her words, my prick jumped. To hear my own daughter talking to me as a lover might do aroused me even further. To hear her talk to me about my "cock" excited me immensely.

She began gently stroking the length of it, her slender fingers caressing its hardness as she admired it. Then to my complete surprise, she knelt in front of me, her face inches from my throbbing manhood. I looked down at this erotic scene and realized that I was shaky from the excitement. My own daughter was in a position to suck me into her mouth! And she was going to do that! I was so far gone at that moment that if Michelle walked in on us I couldn't have stopped my daughter as she opened her mouth, and began to suck my cock.

Renee reached for my hands. "Sit back on the couch daddy. This is something that I think we both thought about for a long time, heh?"

I simply lowered myself back down as my daughter removed my pants from my ankles and slowly moved within my parted legs. I moved one leg up on the couch and left the other on the floor and I watched with anticipation as she moved her mouth onto my body.

Then Renee's mouth enveloped my cock within its warm, wet softness, her tongue moving along the sensitive underside. The sensations shooting through my loins were unbelievable. My prick felt as if it had expanded to the point of exploding or breaking. Her lips held my dick firmly as she sucked, moving her head back and forth. My cock moved into and out of her mouth.

My eyes were riveted to the sight of my child's luscious lips wrapped around my swollen manhood. I was amazed at the sight of my cock in my own daughter's mouth. I watched her and felt her as she moved her head back and forth, sucking my cock into her mouth, and then slowly pulling back. Inside that hunk of flesh I felt a huge churning, as she at first let it almost escape her grasping lips, and then pushed back down to the hilt.

I was beginning to gasp and I guess that Renee sensed that if she continued that I wouldn't be able to hold back. It almost sounds gross to say, but my daughter was an excellent cocksucker.

She let my pulsating cock slip from within the confines of her wonderful mouth and she stood up, my eyes swallowing up the wonder of her taut breasts. My heart was beating rapidly and my breathing was labored. I watched in wonder as she pushed her jeans down her legs and stepped out of them. Then she moved closer to me and said, "Pull my panties down, daddy."

I sat up completely. My eyes were hungering all about my daughter's lovely body, which was so utterly appealing. I gawked in awe at her small tits, flat stomach, and long slender legs. I reached out. My hands were trembling as I pulled my child's panties down over her long legs, exposing her breath-taking pussy.

"Renee," I said. "We shouldn't do this, it's wrong."

They were only words that neither of us really thought was meant anymore. We both knew that we had crossed the line and that there wasn't anything we wouldn't do with each other anymore.

She put her pussy in front of my mouth and said, "It's my turn, daddy."

I gasped in wonder at the sight. My own daughter's cunt was there before my eyes, inches from my mouth and nose. I gazed at the trimmed short blonde hairs, short enough that the lips of her pussy were clearly visible. I breathed in and smelled the sweet aroma from between her legs. Precum was leaking from my throbbing cock.

Almost as if I were in desperation I moved my hands up her thighs to her hips, and then hurriedly around to the hot mounds of her ass-flesh. I was like a man who hadn't been fed food or water for weeks. I pulled my daughter into me as I allowed an animalistic groan to escape my throat and I moved my mouth eagerly to her pussy's lips. Lips met lips.

Renee moaned. I guided her back to the couch and I expertly moved within her parted legs keeping my mouth glued to her delicious cunt. As she lay her back down and spread her legs further for me, my eager mouth began to lick her moist pussy, exploring and probing its mysteries.

My daughter's body began to move involuntarily beneath my manipulations, her hips moving gently from side to side and also pushing downward and pulling back. Renee was obviously in a high state of arousal.

I couldn't believe how delicious she tasted. I was not one that normally liked the taste of pussy, but my daughter's moist cunt seemed to taste awesome. Then I located her clitoris; it was firm and ready. I sucked it into my mouth and massaged it with my tongue and palate. Renee thrusts her pussy up hard into my face and she groaned. Suddenly, she began writhing with more urgency.

Then I realized why my daughter would never be satisfied with one man. She was insatiable. If there are true nymphomaniacs, I would have to believe that Renee is one, because her actions from that point on were of a wild girl, one who lived for only one thing, sexual satisfaction.

She was bucking up and down to my lapping tongue and she was babbling almost nonsensically. Her head was rolling from side to side.

"Ohhhh Dad," she said. "I knew you would be good. I've wanted this for a long time. Suck on my pussy dad, it feels so good. Ahh, ahh. Oh Ohhhhh Christ dad! I'm going to cum! Fuck me daddy! Fuck my hot pussy! I want your prick inside my pussy while I cum. I want you to shoot your cum into my body. Fuck me daddy! Fuck me now."

Out of her head or not, her words inflamed me to my fullest. The thought that my own daughter was begging me to cum inside her was the most exciting thought that I ever had. I WAS GOING TO CUM IN MY DAUGHTER!!!!

I moved down to the floor and pulled at her hand so that she moved off the couch and onto the floor next to me. I held her naked body next to mine. Her skin was soft and smooth...and she on fire! My hands explored my daughter's naked body, touching all parts of her as she turned towards me and her hands fully explored my body.

We were both acting out of our animal instincts; father and daughter in the throes of an incestuous fuck, both out of our heads with lust, both wanting total satisfaction for themselves and the other.

My cock slipped easily into my daughter's pussy. Her hot moist inner channel massaged it intimately as it plunged deeply into her body. I was fucking Renee! I was fucking my own daughter! Years of repression of my secret feelings for my daughter were at an end. My cock seemed to have a mind of it's own as it moved in and out of Renee's pussy, the texture of her inner channel massaging it with each movement.

Groans from the father!

Moans from the daughter!

Grunts from both!

Renee moved her pelvis in unison with my movements. Her hands moved around to my back and she dug her fingers into my flesh. Our bodies were as one; pleasure our only objective, pleasure from each other's bodies. And pleasure to each other. Father and daughter were lost in the ecstasy of the moment, our bodies fiercely pumping each other's sexual organs against our own, and the rapture building second by second within each of us.

Suddenly Renee cried out, "Ohhhhhhh! Daddeeeeee! Fuck my cunt! I'm cumming I'm cummingggggg! Daddy I love fucking you! Oh fuck! Ooooh OH! I'm cumming! Ahhhh! Ahhhhhh! Your cock is fucking my cunt! I'm fucking my father! It's so good. I'm fucking my own father! My own father's cock is inside me...fucking me...and fucking the hell out of me! I'm cumming! It feels so fucking good. Oh dad! Cum in me...please cum...Cum...Cum...!"

Renee was bucking as if she were a bull being ridden by a cowboy. This was something that I had never experienced, someone so totally out of her mind with sexual lust. And it was my own daughter! And she was asking me to cum in her...And I wanted to do that!!!

My cock tightened as total ecstasy swept over me. I was fucking my own child, and was about to cum inside her! Her hot, moist pussy relaxed and tightened again, almost as if it was milking me and forcing me to release my juice. Her cunt was begging to be filled.

Then I felt the stream of hot cum shooting from the end of my cock into my daughter's body. My cock was pumping Renee's cunt at high speed, building up passions in me beyond all others. It tightened again; waves of ecstasy passed through my body as another stream of my juices erupted from the end of my dick and shot into my child's cunt.

"Ohhh yessss Dad!" Renee was crying. "I can feel it coming into me! Ohhh! My father's cum is filling my pussy! It's shooting stream after stream of hot cum deep into my body! Oh Dad I can't stop cumming! I want your baby. Ohhhh! Ohhh! Daddeeeeee! Don't stop Oh, oh, oh, AHHHH. Fuck my pussy! Fuck me, Daddy, fuck meee-eee!"

The cum was now shooting stream after stream into my daughter's pussy. My ecstasy was beyond belief.

"Ohh! Renee! It's sooo goooood."

"Ohhhhh! Daddy!"

"Nnngggghhh! Ooooo, Renee, so good."

I was just about drained of my cum, but my daughter continued to undulate and buck beneath me; and she continued to moan and mutter and babble. She was a true nympho! Even though she had climaxed at least a couple of times she was moving rapidly again.

Not wanting to fail her I continued moving even though I had nothing left to give. My cock was no longer potent but it was still semi-hard.

"Ohhh! Here comes another wave. Dad I'm coming again...Your cock feels so good in me."

Suddenly she thrust her hips up and held them suspended as a long loud animal-like groan emanated from deep within her. Her final climax was upon her and she was digging her nails into my back while her mouth attacked mine, licking, kissing, and biting. She was sex personified!

Finally, it was over. I slipped out of my daughter and lay alongside of her, totally exhausted. I lay there for the longest time trying to catch my breath and allowing my heart to stop racing.

Tomorrow I'd be facing Michelle. If push came to shove what would I do...?

The End