Daisy-chain (Mf, Inc, Mff)
by Keith McDougall (previously published as Osric134)

Note: These are just stories, some of them with very taboo themes
in them and NOT wishful thinking. I just want to tell stories and
hope no one takes my tales as anything but
sexual fantasies. I don't and never have practised, participated
in or encouraged sex with children, rape, do drugs or murder
people. I don't encourage anyone to do any of the things my
characters do either.
None of the people are real or based on any one real and bare no
resemblance to any event past of present, though I sometimes use
news stories as fuel for some of my tales.
I hope you enjoy them and let me know what you think.

Keith DOT mcdougall134 AT googlemail DOT com
(thanks for that Art)




Daisy-chain


She started behaving strangely ever since her mother died two
years ago. My daughter, Daisy, flinched whenever I touched her
and I could never get her to explain why she did that, she just
shrugged usually. It really hurt me.

It wasn't as if I didn't suffer too when had Julie died, we had
been married for fifteen years before she got killed by the
speeding car. The woman driving had been drunk and mounted the
pavement, pinning my wife to the wall outside Daisy's school.

It took nearly a year for My daughter to recover from the trauma,
I still wasn't sure that she had. She was behaving badly at
school, I even had to tell her to stop her martial arts classes
after she beat up some boy.

I wanted to start her on ballet lessons instead, she usually took
the money from me to pay for the classes anyway so I didn't find
out until much later that she never actually stopped doing her
martial arts class.

I had been suffering from her strange behaviour for another year
now and it seemed to have no end in sight. It wasn't helped by
the fact that I came home plastered every night now, not even
remembering how I got drunk or how I even got home. I had started
drinking almost a year after my wife died.

I woke up every morning feeling worn out, drained. It was as if I
had a long session of rough sex all night. My cock was sore and
my balls hurt. I began to realise that I may have fucked some
woman and this also happened every night as far as I could see.

In the mornings Daisy watched me with intent eyes, accusing eyes,
as if I had betrayed her trust. When I pressed her for the reason
for her look she just shrugged and went back to eating her
breakfast and I began to suspect that she may suspect that I was
indeed sleeping with someone.

I tried to do everything I could to make up for 'cheating' on her
dead mother, I still didn't know who it was I had been having sex
with and I was scared of contracting some kind of disease. I
visited the doctor and told him my suspicions, he examined me and
shook his head.

"Mr Mason, there doesn't seem to be anything wrong. I will send
away a sample for testing, but I can't see any problem other than
that you should modify your drinking habits." he told me.

"But that's the thing, I don't even remember how I got tanked-up
in the first place!" I pleaded.

He put me on anti-depressants for a month to see if that would
help, but I never touched them.

Then Daisy turned sixteen and came to me in my study in the spare
bedroom. She came over and pressed herself against my shoulder
uncharacteristically and bend close to my ear.

"Daddy?" she whispered, "I need to talk to you about something
very personal."

I turned towards her, a little uncomfortable about the way she
was leaning against me. She had never been so brazen or so
seemingly sexual with me before. I was very uncomfortable about
it and said so.

"Daddy! Get your mind out of the gutter. I just want us to be
like we used to be. I know I've not been very nice to you..." she
explained.

"Nonsense! You lost you mother almost in front of your eyes, your
father comes in drunk every night and doesn't remember anything,
even the woman he seems to sleep with every night. How can I
possibly blame you for any of that?" I said to her.

She sobbed and hugged me tightly and we stayed like that for a
very long time. Then she sat in my lap and we talked and talked
for what seemed like ages. She told me that she had been having
sex with someone for a long time now and that she wanted me to
place her on the pill.

I struggled with the fact that she was having sex, but I wanted
so badly to have a relationship with my daughter that I forced my
feelings deep. We sat there talking for ages, a father getting
close to his daughter again.

We spent the evening together and I went up to bed after she had
retired. I cleaned up in the bathroom and retired to bed for the
first in many years completely sober. I lay in bed for a long
time before I started to doze off, awakened suddenly by a gentle
knock on the door. Daisy pushed opened the door before I could
answer and entered in the darkness.

"Daddy?" she whispered.

"Yes Dear!" I answered.

She came over to the bed and raised the blankets, climbing in
next to me before I could protest. Her warm body pressed against
me and her head found my shoulder, snuggling up against me side.

"I want to sleep with you!" she sighed at my ear.

I was unable to think, to respond with any reasonable argument.

"Err... OK!" I muttered as she settled comfortably against me as
if she had done this many times.

Very soon she was asleep, her hand in the opening of my pyjama
jacket. I lay there for a long time, struggling with how I felt
before eventually dropping off to sleep myself.

I awoke the next morning and found her gone.

–

The relationship between myself and my daughter got better and
better over the next few months. But Daisy slipped into my bed
many times in the night while I was sober, leaving before I
awoke. I still got drunk and woke up with no knowledge of what
had occurred, sometimes these times happened even when I was
staying at home with Daisy.

She would encourage me to have some wine with her, managing to
get me plastered. Each time I woke up feeling wrecked and tired
and very disturbed about the dreams I had been having lately.
They all involved having sex with a young woman who looked
remarkably like Daisy. She kissed me and her hips ground up to
meet mine, the feeling of her tightness so real. I woke up
sweating and scared, I began to put this down to the alcohol
rather than some mysterious female.

"Morning Daddy!" she said happily as I entered the kitchen.

She had made breakfast and was pouring my tea as I sat down.

"Morning Dear!" I said, "Did you sleep in my bed last night?"

"Yes Daddy, I always sleep in your bed." she replied.

I stared at her in surprise.

"Really?" I asked.

She shrugged and sat down to eat.

"Oh, by the way Daddy, there is a party at Erica house on Friday.
Is it alright to go?" asked watching me over her cup.

"Err... Yeah, OK. Do you want me to drop you off?" I asked.

"Ooh! Yes please!" she said.

I remembered Erica that tall blonde girl with the big breasts who
always seemed to be smiling at me whenever I looked her way.

She was always bumping into me on the road and even came to the
house a few times when Daisy was away from the house. I never let
her in on those occasions though, something about the aggressive,
sexy girl frightened me a little and I certainly didn't want to
be alone in the house with the very vivacious sixteen year old.

On the day of the party I was asked by Daisy to pick her up after
eleven thirty and I said that I would.

"Can you come in and look for me please Daddy, I might be a bit
drunk and the boys might want to 'play'!" she told me as she
stood there in her form-fitting blue dress with it's deep
cleavage and short hem, showing off more of her amazing body than
I cared to see.

"Err... Yeah, OK!" I said and turned quickly towards the door so
as not to stare at her.

We drove for about thirty minutes before we arrived at the girl's
house, her rather attractive single mother met us at the door.
Loud music pouring out of the house.

"Oh, hello Mr Mason. I see you've brought your lovely daughter
with you, she's such a darling." the woman smiled.

Mrs Sarah Dean was a very pretty woman, beautiful once. She had
large, firm-looking breasts the always seemed to want to jump out
at you. Well, jump out at me really. She was always pushing her
well-endowed chest up at me.

She was a well-shaped woman too, a nice pair of legs on her and a
very nice bum. The boys around the area always made rude comments
about what they'd like to do to her. I had actually heard a group
of black boys from Daisy's school talking about the woman once
while I stood waiting for my daughter.

"Yes she is a real beauty isn't she?" I agreed.

"Oh Daddy!" Daisy laughed and bumped my arm, "I'll see you later,
OK?"

She hugged me and kissed me on the mouth before I had a chance to
turn my face. I blushed with embarrassment and looked sheepishly
at Sarah who just laughed at me.

"Oh she's so sweet!" Sarah said, smiling at me.

After Daisy went inside to the loud music, Sarah flashed her
pretty eyes at me.

"You know, you're welcome to stick around and keep me company.
I'll be all alone with those wild children." she told me with a
pout.

"I... er, have to do some stuff back at home otherwise I'd
stay..." I said apologetically.

"Oh well, it was worth a try. Maybe next time, huh?" she smiled,
tracing a finger down my collar.

Then she turned and went inside with a sexy swaying of her rather
sexy hips. I watched her go and shook my head, turning myself and
returned to my car, going off home.

–

When I arrived back at the house later on the music was bumping,
the streets were lit by street lights and there were a few people
walking around the road.

I parked a little further down and walked back to the house. The
door was open when I got there and I went inside. The hall was
thick with kids, some dancing, some kissing and even one couple I
was sure who were having sex.

I pushed between the drunken bodies and searched though the
living room for Daisy, looking at any girl that looked mildly
like her and finding that it was not her at all. I pushed through
the crowd of kids, some as tall as me, a few taller.

Then I had my path blocked by the tallest teenager I had ever
seen. She was almost six inches taller than me and had the
biggest eyes I had seen as well and she smiled down at me.

"Hi!" she shouted over the music, "You looking for Daisy!"

I nodded, she obviously knew who I was. She pointed upstairs and
then waved me off.

I took the stairs up to the upstairs landing, the stairwell lined
with people in various stages of sexual embrace. I got a bit
worried and hurried to look for my daughter, looking at all the
couples to see if she was there. I got to the first bedroom of
the dark corridor and pushed it open.

On the bed was a muscular black male form, humping into a moaning
female with blonde hair. Next to the bed were four other equally
naked black boys, all aroused and cheering the brute on.

I paused only long enough to make sure it was not Daisy under the
steadily thrusting boy and then withdrew again. The boys all
looked at me as I closed the door.

"You want some?" called one.

They all laughed.

I went to the next door and found a girl lying naked on a small
bed in the dimly lit room. Her legs were wide apart, her pussy
gaping and leaking down onto the bed. I could hear gentle moans
coming from her. She opened her eyes and saw me, whimpering.

"Please, no more. Please don't fuck me any more..." she begged in
a weak voice.

It wasn't Daisy and I picked up a sheet, covering her with it.

"I'm not here to do anything to you sweetheart. I'm Just looking
for my daughter." I told her and stroked her cheek.

I left her alone and went to the next room, the door was wide
open and the room was pitch-black. I walked inside and was
immediately grabbed by a female who immediately pressed her mouth
to mine and fed her tongue into my mouth for a long, very hungry
kiss.

I was so stunned that I didn't react at all, standing there and
letting her kiss me until my knees shook. She pulled me into the
room and I found my self pushed down onto a bed and then my
trousers opened up, my cock pulled out and then the most
wonderful mouth wrapped around my cock-head, sucking me off until
I gasped, cried out and spurted into the warm mouth.

"Mmmmm!" the person moaned, her mouth never leaving my cock and
sucking until I had drained all of my sperm out of me.

She kept licking and sucking me, keeping me hard. She climbed up
into my lap and I felt tight, wetness engulf me, squeezing me
into her delicious belly. I had never felt anything so good since
my wife had died.

The girl, or woman, was lively, hungry. She rode me and glued her
mouth to mine. I clung to her smooth, slender hips and she moaned
into my mouth.

"Gooood! So Gooood!" she gasped, licking my lips.

She suddenly squeezed me tighter inside her pussy and cried out,
orgasming hard on me.

–

It was a while before I finally left the room. The female had
three loads of my sperm in her by the time I left the room and
continued to look for my 'little' girl, a feeling of calm
satisfaction at finally having spent myself while aware and
awake.

I walked back out to the hall and visited the toilet, passing the
room with the naked girl was squealing and gasping as a huge
black boy humped into her.

I ended up chasing the wildly thrusting couple out of the toilet
so that I could pee. I came back out and found Daisy standing
there, fixing her dress and smiling at me.

"Hi Daddy!" she shouted above the music, "You had fun?"

I curse under my breath and then forced a smile.

"I... err, I just came up her to look for you and I found a girl
in that room over there naked. I covered her with a sheet and
left her there to sleep. I just came out to pee..." I said trying
to change the subject.

"Daddy! I know you had sex in that other room!" she said, her
hands on my shoulders, "I saw you in there."

I slumped, but she just smiled at me.

"It's alright Daddy, I don't mind!" she said and hugged me. "I
know Erica and her mum have always had the hots for you."

Just then the door to the first bedroom opened and that group of
black teens walked out, laughing and talking. Behind them lay the
other naked blonde, sprawled on the dishevelled bed, her skin
glistening with sweat.

They looked at Daisy and one of them reached for her arse. She
slapped it away and I glared at him. He just laughed and said
something to his friends. They all looked at me and laughed.

I wanted to punch the little shit, but Daisy pressed me back into
the toilet, barring me from the boys.

Then she suddenly kicked forwards and the offending boy tumbled
down the stairs. His friends cheered and laughed as he fell. He
righted himself and jumped up.

Daisy stood boldly at the doorway, sneering down at the boy who
seemed slightly intimidated by her, trying to bluster his way by
sticking his middle finger up at her and then walking down the
stairs. His friends did high-fives with Daisy and then went after
him. She obviously had a lot of pull with these boys.

She moved aside and turned to hug me around my waist, looking up
into my face. She smiled and then pulled me over to the door
where her black friends had been fucking the girl. She pushed the
door wider and the room was still lit.

On the bed was the sleeping naked form of Sarah, Erica's
attractive mother. She was spread upon the bed, her crotch
leaking onto the bed. A smile on her face as she slept.

Then Daisy led me to the other room, turning the light on and
revealing the sleeping girl under the sheet as actually being her
friend Erica. She pulled me back outside and turned off the
light.

"They'll be used many times before this party is over Daddy. You
can use them too if you like. They're just the way I like them,
nice and pliant." she smiled, lifting up to kiss my on the mouth.

She pulled me out to the stairs and I followed in shock.

"Come on Daddy, time to go home!"

–

I woke up alone, she had left some time that morning after
spending the night in my bed again. I felt strange around her all
day, as if waiting for her to do something bad.

She had a strange hold on her friend and the girl's mother, I
didn't understand what had happened to my 'little' girl, but she
was someone I didn't know at all any more.

She just smiled at me and did her own 'thing', wandering around
the house in a t-shirt and a pair of white panties.

Then, the strangest thing started to happen to me, I began to
notice how sexy my daughter was and actually started getting hard
whenever she dressed like that around me. She still insisted on
sitting in my lap, which was very embarrassing.

"Oh Daddy, I'm actually flattered that you're hard because of me.
If you like I can bring Erica over and you can go up to your
bedroom and fuck her?" she said, sounding very serious.

I declined and hurried off into me office to brood and cool off.

That night she encouraged me to drink wine after dinner and I
woke up drained, worn out. My cock was sore and my balls hurt. I
didn't understand it.

"Daisy, did you invite Erica or her mother over last night?" I
asked her, worried that she had been making the two 'service me
all this time.

"Oh Daddy, just relax. You got your 'end' away and went to sleep
peaceful. I slept with you afterwards and you slept like a baby
all night. Just relax and don't make an issue of it." she
scolded.

Somehow I didn't really want to know more. There was something in
her voice that disturbed me greatly.

–

She had her seventeenth birthday party in the house and I did my
best to restrict everyone to the living room, but in the end that
proved impossible.

I wandered up to my room and opened the door to find it dark
inside. As I reached for the light-switch someone grabbed my arm
and pulled me inside, pushing the door closed and locking it
behind me.

"Shh!" the woman hushed and kissed me, her mouth hungry and her
tongue plunging deep into my throat.

My clothes were pulled from my body and I was pushed back onto my
bed. I felt her warm, smooth flesh as the young woman pressed
herself against me and began to kissed and lick my body from my
face down to my crotch.

I was trembling by the time she sucked me into that wonderful
mouth and I knew it was that same girl again, the one who had
accosted me at Erica's party.

I soon orgasmed into her mouth and she swallowed it all, sliding
up my body to kiss me again and then feed me into her tight,
tight pussy. She sighed in contentment and I gasped as she
squeezed me into her belly. She then kissed me as she worked her
svelte hips against mine, sliding me in and out of her tight wet
hole.

We fucked for most of the night and then she got up. I could hear
her dressing and then opening the door. I got a brief glimpse of
her silhouetted as she slipped out of the room.

Moments later the light came on and Daisy was standing in the
room, smiling down at me. I quickly pulled a sheet over me to
cover myself.

"Daisy, you could have knocked..." I sputtered, still
uncomfortable with my daughter seeing me naked.

"All I really want to know is if my Daddy had a good time with
his young lover?" she smiled.

"You know who she is don't you?" I stated.

"Yes, I do!" was all she said and then came over to sit on my
bed, leaning over to kiss my mouth softly.

She got back up and went to the door.

"I'll get everyone out and come to bed. Don't move Daddy!" she
said and was gone.

I lay there listening to the party winding down and then the
music dying. There were moans of complaint and then silence. Then
the front door shut with finality and the door to my room opened
again.

Daisy stepped into the room and closed the door. Then she
approached the bed, standing over me and smiling. It was then
that I remembered that I was quite naked under the sheets.

"Err... Daisy?"

"Uh huh?" she replied as she lifted her dress off over her head.

"I don't have anything on!" I said.

"Uh huh!" she replied again, undoing her bra and letting her
superb breasts bounce free.

"Daisy, you can't..."

"Shh!" she said as she stepped out of her panties and dropped
them on the floor, lifting the sheet and climbing into the bed.

I moved back, tucking the sheet under me so as not to touch her.
Amazed at her wonderful body, so like her mother's that used to
turned me on all the time. How I missed her mother.

But she came closer to me and pulled the sheet from under my
body, grabbing my shoulders and pressing her smooth, cool flesh
against mine.

"Daisy..."

"Shh!"

"But..."

"I said Shh!"

–

I dreamed about having sex with my daughter. It was so much like
sex with my secret lover. But then it was a dream after all and
things got confused.

I woke up alone and sporting a stiffly. I jumped up and rushed
out to the toilet only to be confronted by my daughter in the
hall, equally naked and coming out of the toilet.

I froze, unable to think of what to do other than cover my
crotch.

"Morning Daddy!" she smiled, coming right up to me and hugging
her body against me, kissing my mouth and then leaning her head
back to stare into my eyes.

"M...morning Daisy!" I managed to mutter.

I was in a state as he breasts pressed into my chest, rubbing the
soft flesh against my skin when she moved. She pushed my arms
around her shoulders, freeing my cock to rub wetly against her
belly.

"Ooh, Daddy!" she cooed, "That feels really nice, just like my
lover's!"

I pulled back from her and she just pulled me back against her
again.

"Daisy, please... This is just wrong!" I pleaded.

"What's the matter Daddy, frightened you'll do something naughty
with your own daughter?" she laughed and kissed my mouth.

She reached down and held my cock. I moved back, trying to get
free, but she pressed me up against the wall and stared into my
eyes. I was frightened, unable to understand why I seemed so
unable to stop her doing this horrid act.

"You have a very nice cock Daddy, I've always liked it." she
smiled, stroking it in her hand.

I stared at her in total horror.

"What are you talking about!" I demanded, not really feeling as
brave as I would have liked.

"Silly Daddy!" she laughed, lifting her leg up against my hip and
leaning forward.

I was paralysed as the hot, wet grip engulfed me and I found
myself sliding slowly into my own daughter's very tight belly.

"Ahhhhh! Nice and deep!" she gasped, closing her eyes.

I moaned in protest, but remained where I was. I seemed to be
unable to stop her, even though it felt so very wrong, it also
felt amazingly good too.

When I opened my eyes I found her smiling up at me, her arms
around my neck as she stared deep into my eyes.

"Come Daddy, let's go back to your bed!"

She pulled off of me and led me by my raging cock all the way
back to my bedroom, pushing me back onto the bed and then
climbing on top of me, sliding me back deep inside her very tight
hole.

"There Daddy, doesn't that feel good? Haven't you always dreamed
of us like this?" she sighed as she rode me gently, the feeling
so very familiar.

I shook my head, unable to answer. She laughed and began to move
her hips against mine harder, making me gasp and cling to her
sleek, well-muscled body.

"Yes, that's it Daddy, cling to me while we fuck. It was really
wonderful to do you at those parties, I loved feeling you in me
while you were completely sober for a change!" she whispered at
me.

I moaned in despair. It had been her all along, my own daughter
sucking me with her lips and drinking my sperm. She had been the
one urging me on as she took my seed deep in her pussy. But what
did she mean when about me being drunk? Did she actually fuck
with me when I had been drunk too?

She looked into my eyes and seemed to know what I was thinking.
She stopped moving, squeezing me in her tightly clinging pussy.

"Oh Daddy! We've been fucking ever since I was fifteen. Ever
since you came home very drunk one night and found me in your
bed, mistaking me for Mummy and raping me all night long." she
smiled down at my shocked expression.

"Oh I cried and cried the first time, but I knew you were not
really to blame. I came to your room the next night to talk to
you about it, but you were blind drunk again and raped me again.
I tried to avoid you the next night, but you came into my room,
calling me by Mummy's name and begging me not to leave you. I
went to your room with you and you raped me again, all night
long."

I was crying now, shaking my head at the evil thing I had done to
my baby, now finally understanding why she had been so abrupt
with me those years ago.

"Why didn't you say something to me?" I sobbed up at her, unable
to look her in the eyes.

"Oh Daddy, I knew how much you were suffering and I didn't want
you to suffer more after I realised that you actually didn't know
anything about the rapes. I decided to keep quiet about it and
let you take what you wanted. I actually got to like it and
learned a lot about different ways to please you. I learned to
suck your cock and drink your sperm, you forced me to do that for
the first year, but I learned to like it."

She leaned down and kissed my mouth.

"I love you Daddy, more than you can possibly imagine!" she told
me and then her hips started moving again.

I groaned and found my own hips rising to meet hers. She moaned
in delight, kissing me deep, her tongue all the way down in my
throat. I knew it was wrong, but the familiar feeling of her
body, her kiss, the constantly writhing hips and that silken
body, washed the feelings of guilt away and all I could feel was
my own selfish need.

–

She shares my bed full-time now, we have sex often. I have even
had her anally once or twice, something she says she likes very
much.

Her big-breasted friend Erica has come around a few times and I
have had her in my bed too. Daisy arranged it. She also arranged
for me to fuck Sarah too, the big sexy mother of Erica. The woman
has the sweetest arse I have ever been in and I haven't been in a
lot.

I remain my Daisy's though. Just as I broke her in with my
drunken need, she has me chained to her for as long as she needs
me. I hope that's a very long time.


End



  
Daisy Chain