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About: This was a Role Playing session between ASSTR authors SarahMcA2012 and Dandy_Tago. It was played out over instant messenger. Each participant writes in the first person for themselves and in the second person for the other participant. For this reason, I present the session like an IM chat so that you can easily distinguish which author is speaking.
Summary: Danielle is about to get married and notices that her father is taking it pretty hard. She decides to forego her bachelorette party to spend an evening with him. However, Daddy's libido has plans of its own.
Codes: MF inc father/daughter piv reluc cheat
After a long day of last minute details, greetings and planning, I'm actually looking forward to the more relaxed night. My bridesmaids have agreed to cover for me, mostly because their plan is still to go to a local male strip club where they've all sworn a pact to blow one stripper each. While the evening sounded fun, I'm much more inclined to go spend time with my father who has been clearly having a hard time with the idea of me getting married. We've always been close, almost too close in some people's minds, but I've always found it to be harmless. I've seen the way you've looked at me before, and while it might be inappropriate, I found it flattering. So, in addition to just hanging out, I've also decided to give you a night of flirtation as a "goodbye" present. I knock on your hotel door, wearing a pair of tight, low-cut jeans, no panties, and a thin orange top.
I lie on the bed, stroking my dick while flipping through pictures on my phone from the rehearsal dinner. You look so beautiful, your hair pulled back in a simple braid. I let out a heavy sigh, knowing that I'm about to do the thing I should never do: Jack off to pictures of my daughter.
I've been lusting after you ever since I first noticed your breasts beginning to bud on your chest. Over the last 8 years, I've been able to fight the urges for the most part. Sometimes, though, I give in to my guilty, disgusting pleasure and stroke myself while thinking about you. I allow myself the indulgence tonight, knowing that tomorrow I will give your hand over to another man.
The knock at the door startles me. I'm not expecting your mother until tomorrow morning. I hastily shove my hard dick back into my shorts as I pull up my pants and head to the door.
I'm surprised to see your smiling face -- surprised and, frankly, turned on. You look stunning, and my cock refuses to deflate in my pants. I have to shift myself uncomfortably as I open the door for you.
I take slow, deep breaths, trying to will my dick to deflate, but something about you is just tormenting me tonight. Maybe it's the way your hipbone juts out over your low-cut jeans. Or the way your top is cradling your breasts, lifting them up as if for my approval.
But I've had years of denying myself of you, so I swallow my libido and brace myself for the blue balls that will surely follow.
"Danielle! Why aren't you out partying? Is something wrong?"
I smile sweetly and laugh, "No, no, everything's fine, Daddy. Liz and the girls are off at a strip club tonight, but I thought I'd come and hang out with you instead."
As I walk in, I see how dull your evening was going to be, assuming you were going to be turning in early, but having no idea what you were actually up to.
"I figured since it's our last night before I get married, that we could hang out. You know, like we always used to?"
Seeing the way you look at me, the hunger in your eyes, the look no father should have for his daughter, yet one I've come to get used to over the years and even savor. Wanting to entertain that gaze, I bite my lip and shrug.
"Maybe we could watch a movie or something?" I ask as I turn my back to you and walk over to the TV, bending down to pick up the TV channel listings, and in the process allowing the jeans to slide down more, revealing the top of my ass crack, and the fact that I'm not wearing panties.
My heart melts when you bite your lip. It always gets me. Coupled with the fact that you want to spend your last single night on earth with me instead of at a strip club with your friends, I feel really touched.
"Oh, Princess," I say, unable to take my eyes off your mouth, "You didn't have to. That's so sweet of you."
As you bend over, my eyes drink in your slender thighs and the way your jeans hug them. The perfect heart-shaped curve of your ass cheeks makes my dick start to throb where it's trapped in my pants. Seeing your skin and knowing that there's nothing between it and me but that faded worn-out denim makes me actually hunger for you. It's almost like you're trying to turn me on, and of course, it's completely working.
I have to swallow the copious saliva filling my mouth before I can talk.
"Yeah, sure. That sounds nice. We should have all the movie channels."
I know you well enough to hear the shift in your voice and know that my flirtations are working. I pick up the listings and head back to the bed.
"Oh, it's no problem, Daddy. I'd much rather spend it with you than watching Liz su..." I blush a little and laugh, "Well, you know what Liz does when she gets drunk."
I have a seat on the edge of the bed, causing my ample breasts to sway in the shirt.
"Now, let's see what's on...and since Mom isn't here we don't have to worry about avoiding the R-rated stuff," I add with a laugh, referring to my mother's insistence on neither of us watching "filth".
My eyes get big as you talk about your friend. I'm able to put two and two together, but I play dumb. It's enough that my daughter almost talked about oral sex in front of me.
I watch your tits bounce as you take a seat. I've been watching them bounce for their entire existence, and I never get tired of it. I encouraged you to work on your fitness in high school with jump ropes and trampolines. I could probably pick you out in a line up just from the way your tits bounce, I'm such a connoisseur of them.
I smile at your comment about rated R movies.
"Well, this is your special day, so pick whatever you want, Baby. I'm just so happy that you chose to spend it with me."
As I sit down next to you, I lay a hand on your thigh. My intention is to come off as loving and supportive, but the greediness is probably too hard to hide. Feeling your taut flesh under that denim makes my dick throb again, and I have to squirm a bit to adjust myself in my pants. My cock is completely trapped in the leg of my pants, and the outline of the head is clear to make out through the thin khaki material.
As you rest your hand on my thigh, it's so blatantly pervish, so dirty, that it would've made most girls gag in revulsion. But for me, it's a confirmation that I'm successful; a reminder of the numerous times you would help me "train" for cheerleading or track.
When I was in high school I'd dress out in full uniform and "practice" for you; feeling so happy to both perform, as well as have a daddy who cared for me so much.
As I glance down at your lap though, I see, for the first time, the most clear outline of your cock that I've ever seen. The fact that I can make out the head and even a few veins sends a forbidden thrill through me, as well as a flash of warning that this is wrong.
But as I look up at you, I smile. This is what I came here to do, and I'm succeeding.
"Oooooh, that's dangerous, Daddy...Liz told me some of the things she watched last night..." I say with a laugh as I flip through the pay-per-view and movie channels. It's already getting late and the line-up has taken on a more adult theme.
"Let's see, we have soft core porn...soft core porn...a crappy Nicholas Cage movie..more soft core porn...Oooh, Eyes Wide Shut! I love this one, have you ever seen it?"
I catch you glancing at my lap, and it sends a thrill through me to think that my little girl might have seen the shape of my dick. I'm so hard, and my libido is so raised from wanking earlier, that I'm not processing thoughts logically. I should be ashamed or afraid or both that my dick is on display to my little girl's eyes, but instead it just makes me even hotter. I feel a drop of pre-cum dribble out of my head and get my leg wet. I know that in no time, there's going to be a stain growing at that spot on my pants.
I chuckle at your jokes about watching porn on the pay-per-view, but in my heart, I secretly want to share something like that with you. So when you mention Eyes Wide Shut...
"Uhm, I've never seen it," I say, "but it has Tom Cruise and Nicole Kidman in it, right? It must be good."
I'm aware that there's some kind of kinky sex aspect to the plot of the movie, and I know that my balls are not going to get any relief tonight. But it's worth it. I'll be wanking myself to memories of this night for the rest of my life.
"Let's get comfortable," I say, and I turn off the overhead light, leaving just a lamp on and then fluff the pillows so that we can both sit up at the headboard and stretch our legs out on the bed.
"Yeah, I've seen it before. It's kind of dark and a little strange, but it has some good parts too."
The fact that you're cock is straining so hard sends such a dark thrill through me, and I know it's wrong, and mean, but it seems so complimentary.
I know I shouldn't, but a dark part of my mind pushes me on as we 'get more comfortable.'
I push my pillow closer to yours so that we'll basically be lying next to one another as the movie starts. I snuggle up next to you as it has already started and give you a brief synopsis. I know that a very explicit scene is coming up soon, and in the reduced light I see that a state has developed near the tip of your dick, and my heart races as I realize its pre-cum!
The scene has arrived soon, though, and I nestle closer to you.
"This part would make Mom freak!" I say conspiratorially as on screen a dark ceremony begins with women stripping nude, and Tom being led through multiple orgies. Feeling even more daring, I shift my hip so that it's pressing against your bulge, and my heart races as I feel your hardness through the khakis and denim.
"Awww, I'm so jealous...those women are gorgeous, aren't they?"
I can't believe what's happening to me. I'm lying on a bed with my gorgeous daughter, watching a movie that is basically just porn, and then.... I feel your body press against my cock and I have to stifle a moan and resist the urge to press into you and start humping you.
"This is definitely not the kind of movie your mom would let me watch," I say, trying to control my breathing but knowing that there's even more pre-cum leaking out of my dick.
"Oh, Danielle," I say, almost in a moan,"Yes, they're pretty, but not nearly as pretty as you. You're fucking gorgeous, Baby."
I slap my hand over my mouth as soon as my brain registers what I've said. I can't believe I would actually say something like that out loud to my little girl. My baby girl, I remind myself. My hot, young, little girl with a body that just won't quit.
I can't resist, and I find myself pushing my dick against your hip. I stop myself, hoping you will think I'm just adjusting my position on the bed or something, but I can feel my heartbeat throbbing in my cock, especially with it pressed against your body.
It's like all of my blood has left my brain and is filing my dick. I look over at you, and I realize that I can see down your blouse. It's all I can do not to just grind myself on your body. I turn my eyes back to the screen, but the images there aren't doing anything to make my situation any better.
I feel you basically give me a thrust, and every rational fiber of my body is telling me that I should stop. This has gone too far as it is. Flirting is one thing, but contact...that's another.
Yet the irrational part of me says that this is the last evening I'll ever get to spend with you. After this, our years of daddy-daughter alone time will be over. I'll no longer get to flirt with you, to tease you, to see your hungry gaze, and I know I should make the most of this night. After all, we still have our clothes on...nothing terrible can happen like that.
Even more though, I hear you give me the most direct and explicit compliment ever, and I can't help but grin. I love it so much that I speak before I can even stop myself.
"Awww, thanks, Daddy! At least my pussy is waxed"
As i say it, I can hardly believe I blurted it out, but in the pause that follows I bite my lip and don't apologize...instead, I shift myself again, causing movement over your hard-on.
"Oh my god, Danielle!" I say. I want it to sound like scolding, but it doesn't in the least. And then you shift, pushing yourself into me, and I moan out loud.
"That's so dirty," I say. All pretense of being a father scolding his daughter is gone. "So dirty and hot." I push myself against you and reach over and grab your hip in my hand. "You're hotter than all of those girls on screen put together."
I look at you with hungry eyes. My rationality is almost gone. I know how much I want you now, more than I've ever wanted your mother -- or any other girl, for that matter.
"I don't believe you," I say, pressing my dick into your side, pulling your body against me. It's like my body has stopped pretending that I don't want to fuck you.
"Show me," I say before I can even think to stop the words. "Show Daddy your waxed pussy, Danielle."
I'm stunned. The change in your attitude was completely unexpected. I planned on merely teasing you, but something has changed...you've changed.
I look over at you with a look of confusion, unable to register that my daddy is actually demanding me to show him my pussy.
"D-daddy?" I ask as I start to try to pull away a little to give myself some space as I feel you thrusting against me.
"M-maybe I should go..."
"Danielle," I say, not in protest, but in command, like you're a little girl and I'm telling you that you need to do your homework. "Take your pants off right now."
I don't wait for you to make a move. I reach over and unfasten and unzip them before you can get off the bed. You struggle against my hands, trying to push them away, but to no avail. In an instant, I shove my hand between your body and your jeans, moaning as I feel your smooth flesh beneath my fingers.
My hand curls around with the curve of your body, and I push my middle finger up between your folds. I'm shocked at first to find moisture there, but then when I think about how much you've been teasing me while we watch this dirty movie, I'm not surprised.
"You're wet, Princess," I say, pushing my finger up into your hole. "You're as horny as I am, admit it."
The thought that I'm molesting my own daughter isn't even registering in my brain. I just know that you have a wet pussy and I have a hard cock and that I need you.
"You like getting Daddy all hot and bothered, don't you? Well, you got me hard, Darling. You need to finish me off. I've waited two decades for that hot cunt of yours, and I want it. I want you so bad, Danielle."
I'm still unable to register what is actually happening as I attempt to defend myself purely on instinct. My resistance is half-hearted though, as I still can't believe that my own father is molesting me.
"D-daddy!" I say as I struggle, "Daddy please...no...I. DADDY!" I gasp as I feel you push a finger into me.
I barely register what you say at first as the penetration is so unexpected, so unwanted. You're stronger than I am though, by a lot, and as you finger me, I struggle uselessly, and only half-heartedly.
"Oh my God, Daddy no!" I can't believe what I'm hearing. You're asking me to 'finish you off'....to fuck you.
The realization sends a terrified surge through me, and I push with all my might, actually causing you to roll backwards and giving me room. I try to roll off the bed, but being so close to you in the middle makes the distance too far, and as I try to crawl, my undone pants restrict the movement of my legs.
"That's right, Princess," I say, using the moment that you're caught unable to get away to unfasten my pants and push them down my legs. "I'm going to fuck that tight, waxed little pussy of yours while you still belong to me."
My cock springs free, and you see that I'm a full inch larger than your fiance. I strip my pants of in a heartbeat, and then I take hold of your body and start peeling your pants off. You struggle, but it only serves to help me slide them down your slender thighs. I stare down at your body. We're both naked from the waist down. I stroke my dick as I drink you in, and you see the pre-cum dribble out of me.
"I need you, Danielle. See what you've done to me?" I say, shaking my hard dick at you, causing pre-cum to fly off the end and splatter on your legs. "Now you're going to get me off, whether you want it or not."
Feeling so exposed, but realizing for the first time that I'm trapped, I look up at you with pleading eyes.
"Daddy, please! Don't do this, I'm your daughter! I'm getting married tomorrow!"
I barely realize that my own bare naked cunt is glistening with wetness. While my mind is full of fear and confusion, my body is desperate for your cock.
"That's tomorrow," I say. "Tonight, you're mine."
I pull you down the bed until your legs are hanging off. I spread them open with my hands and get my legs between yours. I hold my dick in my hand and I rub it up and down your slit.
"I love that you waxed, Danielle. I've always wanted to watch my dick fill a hairless cunt. God, your pussy looks just like it did when you were a baby."
I'm not even aware of how lewd and incestuous I sound right now.
As I rub my cockhead inside your labia, I feel your hot moisture.
"Oh, you're so wet, Baby. I can tell you want this as much as I do. Why else did you come here tonight, flirting with your old man?"
I guide my head to your opening and lean in, pushing myself slowly into your opening.
"Your cunt is so fucking hot, Danielle. Oh, and tight! God, you're so much tighter than your mother. Oh, fuck Baby. Yes! You feel amazing."
As I push deeper into you, I push your top up over your tits and take a handful of each.
"You're so fucking pretty, Baby. I've wanted this for so long. God, I'm going to cum in you tonight. Daddy is going to cum in his little girl's tight pussy."
As you begin to push inside me, I offer up bare resistance, but I know I can't escape. I sob, knowing that it was my mistake to come here tonight...knowing its my fault for teasing you, and for not escaping when I could.
"Daddy pleaseeeee" I beg. "I don't want this, Daddy. Please don't...OH GOD!!!"
I feel your cock slipping into me. It's about the same width as my fiance but longer and, if possible, harder.
"Daddy...Daddy, no!"
I shudder as I feel you push my top up, exposing my breasts and begin to fondle them.
"Daddy, stop! I'm your daughter!" I plead, but my ears hear something I didn't expect. I've always been a wet fuck, and the distinct sound of a cock pushing into my soaking wet cunt has always been a turn on for me. As I feel you push into me, though, I hear the unmistakable sound and realize that my body has betrayed me. I realize, for the first time, what you were saying earlier....I really am wet.
Somehow, the fact that you're resisting me actually turns me on even more. I thought of this day happening so many ways, but in my fantasies, it was always loving and romantic. Now I know I just need to fuck, and you're the one I'm going to take.
"Yes," I growl, "MY daughter. My little girl. My sweet little bitch who's all wet for her Daddy's cock."
"You have to learn that you can't turn a man on, Danielle, and then not satisfy him."
I keep squeezing your tits as I thrust into your sopping wet pussy. You feel so wonderful around my dick. I finally look up into your eyes for the first time and see your face, the panic and fear and... oh my god, I want to believe that it's lust. And then you moan just ever so slightly, and I see it in your face.
"You're going to take care of Daddy's cock like a good girl," I say, assured that you feel this passion the same way I do. "You're going to fuck me until I cum in you, Princess. Oh, my sweet baby girl. God, your pussy is so tight and hot and wet."
I feel every ripple inside your cunt gripping my dick, the dick that made you, and I know that my life won't be complete until I fill this pussy with my cum just like I filled your mother 20 years ago.
As you look into my eyes, you can see the conflict raging within them even as I feel it rage within my own mind.
I feel so betrayed; I'm being raped by my father the night before my wedding, and I've begged you not to. But the daddy's girl, the one who has always known her father was a dirty pervert, knows that it's my fault. I came to your room, I teased you, I pushed you over the edge.
Now, even my own body has betrayed me and woken a desire I never knew I had. The wet sloshing sound tells both of us that this is what my body wants, and on a subconscious level, what I want.
The look of fear and resentment is mixed with another look as I stare up at you, feebly, half-heartedly trying to push you off.
"Ohhh God daddy! No...don't....Daddy.....fuck!" I say faintly as I look up at you.
"You're raping me, Daddy...." I say, and there's a slight shift in my tone and you see me bite my lip. "You're raping my tight, wet, hairless little cunt, Daddy"
The sensation emanating through my body pushes me on, even as I hate myself for it.
"Yes, Princess. Oh fuck, yes! Daddy's raping his sweet baby girl. My little darling."
As I squeeze your tits, I wonder whether the same things turn you on that make your mother squeal for me. I take each of your nipples between my thumb and forefinger, and I pinch them hard and then pull on them.
I see the look of lust in your face and hear the way you talk about your pussy. I know that you're mine to do with as I please.
"Fuck your Daddy, Princess. Show me how much you want my big, hard cock filling your tight, little hole."
I look down at your pussy and remember all of the times I've ever seen it in my life: all the times I changed you as a baby, the time you slipped off your brother's bike and hit your little slit on the bar, the time you couldn't get your swimsuit tied and had to ask me for help.
I've jacked off to all of those moments, and right now I revel in the fact that I'm finally inside the one cunt that has obsessed me for years.
"I love you, Danielle," I say, looking into your eyes as I pull harder on your nipples. "I love this pussy of yours, and I'm going to cum so hard in it."
My back arches and you see that the lust has finally seized control. The dirty, dark part of you that you passed on to me has finally emerged, and I gasp and squeal as you pinch and twist my hard, gumdrop nipples.
"OH GOD, DADDY!" I scream, "Rape my tight cunt, Daddy! It feels so fucking good!"
"I love you, Daddy! I love you so much!!!" I scream as I thrust upwards to meet your cock, "I want you to pump your cum into my tight, wet cunt! Take your little princess! Make me your bitch, Daddy!"
The orgasm that I refused to acknowledge for so long is building up inside me, and I know I can't last much longer. "I'm so close, Daddy! Your little princess is going to cum on your big, hard dick!"
"Yes, Princess. You're my bitch," I growl as I hammer into you. "You're a slut for your Daddy. You love fucking the cock that made you, don't you, Honey?"
Watching my own daughter get so turned on by being raped is almost too much for me. I thrills me to see your libido kick in and hear you beg me to take you and cum in you.
"You're fucking Daddy so good, Baby. I love raping your tight, little pussy hole. You're so fucking wet for me. Cum all over Daddy, Princess. I want to feel your little pussy cum all over my big dick."
I look into your eyes, and the love and lust mingle together more deliciously than they ever have with your mother. I can't take it anymore, I let go of your tits and grab you by your hair and pull your body up to me. I find your mouth with mine and kiss you hard and passionately.
"I love you so much," I gasp between kisses. "You're a better fuck than your mom. Oh m god, I love you, Baby. Cum with me."
I kiss you again, and I feel you moan against my mouth. I know you're close, and I can feel my own climax impending.
"DANIELLLLLLE," I moan as my dick swells, and my balls clench, and I fill my baby girl, my own daughter, with a load of hot, incestuous cum.
"I'M CUMMING IN YOU, BABY. CUM WITH DADDY!!"
Our mouths are still pressed together as you moan, as you cum, as you scream out with lust.
It isn't pretty, it isn't elegant, it's pure unbridled lust. I hold on to your neck as you scream, feeling you pump your load into my cunt. My tongue stays in your mouth, licking hungrily at my daddy; your teeth, your lips, I even lick your face as I can't take it anymore and gasp, moaning deeply as my cunt climaxes around your cock.
"DADDDDDY!" I scream "I...I...I'M CUMMINGGGGGG!
My whole body shudders with the force of the orgasm. My tight cunt clenches hungrily at your cock, willing it to empty your sperm into me, massaging and milking your cock for every single drop of semen.
As we cum together, father and daughter, your tight cunt milking me for all its worth, I can't help but hope that you're ovulating. I break our kiss, and I look into your eyes. I caress your cheek, holding you so lovingly after having just raped you.
"You're the best thing that ever happened to me, Princess," I say. "I've wanted this with you for longer than you can imagine. I've masturbated to you almost every day of your life. But never in my wildest dreams did it feel this good."
"I love you, Baby. So much. And there's honestly a part of me that hopes that this isn't the last time for us. I know you're getting married tomorrow, but..."
I thrust into you again and kiss you with my tongue.
"Daddy is always here for you when you need a good, hard fuck."
I collapse back onto the bed, my chest rising and falling from the exertion.
"You fucking raped me, Daddy! You're such an asshole!" I say with a playful laugh before smiling up at you and propping myself up on my elbows as I bite my lip.
"I love you too, Daddy, and just because I'm getting married tomorrow doesn't change anything. You're still my Daddy, and I'm still your Little Princess. And a princess let's her daddy do what he wants, whenever he wants."
"And now that you've fucked me, you're probably going to find out what an incredible slut I am," I say with a grin.
"In that case..." I say, with a wicked grin on my face. I pull my sloppy cock out of your cunt and pinch your labia closed.
"Let's hold all that cum inside there, because what I really want is to get my baby pregnant. How close are you to ovulating, Princess?"
I grin up at you "I already am, Daddy....or should I say, Granddaddy?"
Next: Part 2
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