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I woke up the next morning hating myself. I had jacked off to the sight of Kaylee, my little two year old daughter, rubbing her pussy against her high chair. I had then watched my wife finger our sleeping little girl's wet cunt and tasted Kaylee's cum on my wife's finger. At my wife's prodding, I had licked our little girl's pussy until she came again in her sleep, and then I fucked my wife, Chloe, right next to our little girl's sleeping body.
As much as I hated myself, the memory of all of those things made my dick incredibly hard. My wife walked in from the bathroom to find me wanking it under the sheet. Chloe pulled the sheet back and brushed my hand away. She looked up at me while she started slowly stroking me.
"You're thinking about yesterday, aren't you?" she asked.
"Chloe, I can't stop thinking about it. It's so wrong, but..."
"I know," Chloe said, pulling her panties to the side and guiding my cock to her pussy.
Her cunt was already damp, and she worked me into her tight hole in a few hard thrusts.
"I got so turned on watching you lick her pussy," Chloe said.
My gut clenched at the thought of sexually abusing my beautiful little girl, but the action Chloe's tight cunt was having on my dick made even the fear sexy.
"Chloe, it's so wrong," I groaned as my wife rode up and down on my cock.
"No, Baby," she crooned. "We haven't done anything to hurt her. And I won't let you hurt her. Just trust me, Sweetie. I'm going to make sure that the two of you make each other very very happy."
"But I'm her dad," I protested.
"Yes you are," Chloe responded. "It's your job to take care of her. You have to take care of every part of her life. Even her sexual needs, Baby."
"Chloe, no. I can't."
"But you want to. Don't tell me that you weren't turned on at tasting your little girl's pussy yesterday," she said.
I groaned at the memory.
"Her little cunt was so slippery," I said.
"Fuck, yes, Baby. Tell me about it," Chloe encouraged as she continued to fuck herself on my pole. "Tell me every little detail."
"She was so small against my mouth."
"Oh, yes.
"And she tasted wonderful."
"Describe her to me, Baby," Chloe egged me on.
"She was sweeter than you. So soft and wet and small and sweet. God, Chloe! I loved eating her even more than I love eating you."
Chloe leaned over me and kissed me.
"You like your daughter's pussy more than mine?" she asked. There was a glint in her eye. She was seriously turned on right now.
"Yes," I admitted.
"Mmmmmm," Chloe crooned and kissed me again. "Just wait until you get this big cock inside her sweet little cunt. She's going to be the best fuck of your life, I promise."
"You're not mad?" I asked.
"She's your little girl, Sam. No pussy will ever be sweeter to you than hers. Not even mine. You made her. She's part of you. She was made for you. And she'll always love you more than any other man in her life. She'll always fuck you, even after she's married."
As Chloe continued to ride my dick, the implication of what she said sank in.
"Chloe do you...?"
"I still fuck my daddy, Sam," she said, looking me in the eye. "I love when his cock fills me. He's not as big as you, but he knows just how to fuck me, and I love it. I love him, Sam."
"Oh, my god, Chloe," I protested.
"Does it turn you on to know that I still fuck my dad?" she asked.
I couldn't believe the emotion surging inside of me. I nodded my head. The fear, the pain, the gut wrenching reality of knowing that my wife had been cheating on me with her own father -- it all coalesced into a burning passion in my loins.
"When... was the last time?" I asked. I was afraid of the answer, but I wanted to know.
"Sunday after church," Chloe said matteroffactly. "He took me in the car when we went to pick up lunch."
"Oh, god, Chloe!" I exclaimed. "We fucked that night."
"Yep," she said, leaning down to kiss me again. "You can't imagine how many times I've given you my dad's sloppy seconds."
I was sick to my stomach for a second. But I was turned on as well.
"I love him, Sam. He's my daddy. I love him more than I love you. And I will always fuck him every time he asks me for it. He's the one I love most in this world."
Tears slipped out of the corners of my eyes as my cheating, incestuous wife continued to impale herself on my rod.
"It's not that I don't love you, Sam. I just love him more. I'm sorry. I always will. I'm his little girl. But I'll make it up to you. I'll give you our little girl. And she will love you the way I love him. I'll train her to be a good Baby Girl the way my mommy trained me. I promise you the first time you slip this big, beautiful cock into your daughter's virgin pussy, when you hear her begging you to fuck her, it will make up for everything."
"Chloe, I can't fuck a two-year-old," I said.
"No," she replied calmly. "We'll have to wait until she's nine or ten. Your cock is pretty big, so it might take a little longer with her than it did with me. But you will definitely fuck your daughter, Sam. I promise you. And she will beg you for it the way I begged my daddy."
The tears stung my eyes and I drank in everything that was wrong with this situation.
"I can't believe you've been cheating on me," I croaked.
"Don't think of it that way, Baby," Chloe crooned. She wiped a tear from the side of my face and rubbed it on her lips. "I can't help it, Sam. I was made for him. My pussy belongs to him. But he gave me to you, and I'm yours now too. When he filled me with his cum right before he walked me down the aisle, he gave me to you. My pussy belongs to both of you now. I just belong to him first."
"Chloe, you're breaking my heart," I said.
"Don't be sad, Sam. You've seen me kiss Daddy before and hug him. It's just the same, but his cock is inside me, fucking me, making me cum. It's just love between a Daddy and his little girl -- the way it should be -- complete and whole in every way."
"How can you compare a hug to fucking?!" I blurted out.
"Shhhh," she whispered, touching my lips. "It's just love, Sam. Just think of it as love."
"Oh, Chloe," I groaned.
"I'm still your wife, Sam. I love you. I always will. I'm yours. My pussy is yours. I want you to fuck it. I want you to fuck it hard. I love how much you fill me up. I want you to nail me, Sam. Make me scream."
I was so turned on. I flipped Chloe over onto her back and pinned her arms down and proceeded to nail her cunt.
"Yes!" she squealed.
I grabbed her legs and held them spread apart by the ankles and thrust into her violently.
"Take me, Sam. Punish me. I've been such a slutty little whore."
"You cheating bitch," I seethed as I pounded into her. "You lying tramp."
"Yes!" she gasped.
"How could you do this to me?" I yelled as I hammered into her.
"Slap me," she screamed.
And I did. I slapped her face. I slapped her hard. She looked up at me with that lustful glint in her eye, and she grabbed my head and pulled me down to kiss her.
"I love you, Sam," she crooned.
And that's when I came. The fire pushing up from my balls and through my dick was exquisite. I hadn't had an orgasm like that in a long time. Probably not since the night I'd watched Chloe fuck that guy at the party.
Oh my god, I thought, I like that she's a cheating slut.
I pulled out of Chloe and fell over onto the bed with one arm flopped over my eyes. I felt her warm body snuggle up next to mine and her hand gently stroking my chest.
"I really do love you, Sam," she said softly.
"I know," I replied.
"And I really do love Daddy, too," she continued.
"I know," I said.
"Do you hate me?" she asked. The vulnerability in her voice was so drastically different from the passion she's expressed just a moment ago.
I uncovered my eyes and turned to her.
"I don't know why, but..." I gulped and had to take a deep breath. "I think it's hot. I don't want you to stop," I blurted before I even knew I was going to say it.
"Oh, Sam," she whimpered and she rolled over on top of me and kissed me.
"Don't stop fucking him," I said. "But you have to tell me. It's not fair that you cheat on me without me being able to get off on it."
"Something I've always wanted," Chloe began. I could tell she was hesitant, but the gleam in her eyes told me that it would be worth the wait. "Was to fuck Daddy and then make you eat his creampie out of me."
I gulped.
"Wow, that's hot," I blurted out.
Chloe giggled. "Really?"
"Yes. Do that. And while I'm licking his cum out of you, tell me everything you did with him. God, Chloe, this turns me on so much."
"Oh, Sam!" she gasped. "I'm so glad. I was afraid you were going to leave me. I really am yours. I'm not going anywhere. I don't just fuck random guys. It's only you and Daddy. And I promise, when Kaylee wants your cock more than any other man's you'll understand. You'll see just how special the bond between a father and his baby girl can be."