Daddy Dearest

Madison sighed as she stared out the window from the couch. The rain was absolutely coming down in buckets and there was no way the school was going to be holding the football game anymore. She had gotten dressed up in her smallest black skirt and crop top for nothing with just a bit of makeup. Her intent was to get done up and try to get Ryan's attention after they were done playing. She'd had a crush on him since the first day of freshman year. Madison was too shy and timid to make an approach that year, but she'd really come to find herself since turning 18 two months ago. She had really grown into quite the little bombshell with crystal blue eyes, long, blonde hair that fell to her small but tight, round ass, an adorable face, and absolutely flawless 38C cup tits that held up beautifully even when she was standing. She'd never slept with anyone, but she would've let Ryan do pretty much anything to her. Her pussy started getting moist just by being in his immediate vicinity.

"Madison," Jake, Madison's dad called from the kitchen, "I take it you're not going out tonight?"

"No, daddy. I think it's a washout for sure."

"That's a shame. But maybe it's for the best. I know I've talked to you before about how you dress when you go out."

"Daddy," Madison said with an air of exhaustion, "it is 2023. Girls should be able to dress how they like without being ogled by men."

"Are you dressed up like that for someone in particular to ogle you?"

Madison opened her mouth to speak, but any of the several responses she'd formulated had been ripped away from her. Damn, she thought to herself. "That's not relevant."

"Sure it is," Jake said, sitting down on the couch with his daughter. He was a good, loving and protective father, but he was maybe a bit too protective at times. Madison was a blossoming young lady and he knew that she turned heads wherever she went. He'd even caught his fishing buddies stealing glances at her walking away from bringing them beers out on the pier. He'd clear his throat and his friends would always act as if they'd been shaken awake from sort of deep trance. "It's not your fault that men don't act appropriately, and you should have certain liberties, but unfortunately we don't live in carefree times. You could draw a lot of unwanted attention from the wrong people dressing like that. They say a girl down the street was just brought home after being trafficked for two months. I'm just watching out for you, baby."

Madison rolled her eyes. It was hard to be annoyed when her father was so genuinely caring, but also right. He had a very logical and deductive way of approaching everything in life. He was very smart and excelled as the director of hospice for the hospital he worked at. "Well, if I'm gonna be home, can you order pizza?"

"Sure, we can do pizza. Let me go find my phone and I'll place the order. I must've put it down somewhere when I got off from work and can't find it," her father said, shrugging. He turned and walked up the stairs, leaving Madison to herself. A few moments passed before she got restless and turned Hulu on. She scrolled down the long list of shows but couldn't find anything interesting enough to take her mind away from Ryan. She began to daydream about him taking her to his car in a dark parking lot somewhere and sliding her panties to the side and letting her virgin cunt slowly and gradually take his enormous shaft. She was sure it was huge--about 9 inches--that was half the gossip amongst the girls at their small school. She thought about taking it in her mouth and trying to fit as much of it between her full, plump lips and work it down her throat. The mucus from her throat would be a great lube for him to use as her tight slit was made to take his giant cock. She started getting wet at the thought of him working up his thrusts until he was about to cum, then slowing them down to work up his orgasm until he finally blew a huge load inside of her. It turned her on knowing that he could knock her up. Her father insisted she not use it as there was so much more information coming out about how detrimental it was to a woman's overall health. She'd thought about messaging her mom and trying to get her to help convince her dad to see a doctor, but she was always busy traveling for business. Madison couldn't even be sure of what time zone her mother was currently in.

Her daydreaming had taken over, but she was snapped out of it by a knock at the door. Had she really been that deep in her lustful thoughts? It hadn't seemed like more than ten minutes. "Daddy," Madison called, "the pizza guy is here." A few moments passed without a reply. She reluctantly came to her feet and walked to the door. She could still hear the rain coming down like cats and dogs from inside her living room. She approached the door, not thinking to look through the peephole as she unlocked it. "Hey--"

"Don't fucking make a sound," a masked man shouted as the door flew upon, almost smashing her in the face. Her heart skipped at least three beats as she froze, not able to process the quick and violent intrusion as another man followed behind the first. The first man slipped through the door and put a large hand over her mouth, not that she was even functional enough to speak at this time. He forcefully but carefully pinned her to the wall as the second man closed the door behind them and locked it. He produced a gun from inside his waistband and pointed the muzzle directly at her head.

"Shut the fuck up and do what we say or I'll blow your pretty fucking brains out, bitch," he snarled.

"Is there anyone else home," the first man said, lowering his hand just enough for her to sputter out a response.

"Y-yes, my dad."

"Where the fuck is he?"

"He's upstairs I-I think. Please don't hurt us," Madison begged, tears beginning to stream down her face.

The first man put his hand back over her mouth and spun her around, using his free hand to grab her by the arm, making her take point as he led her up the stairs. "Where," he growled in her ear. His deep, gruff voice sent a shiver down her spine. Madison could only nod in the direction of her parent's room as they neared the top. The door was slightly ajar and they could hear what sounded like rummaging coming from inside. She approached the door, peering through the crack enough to see her father tossing pillows on the ground with his back turned to them.

"Oh, darn. Here's the damned thing," Jake said, lifting his phone up which had apparently been under a pillow. He turned just in time to see his daughter being forced into the room with two men in tow. "What in the--"

"Don't fucking move or say a word unless we speak to you or we'll blow your little princesses' brains across the wall. Do you understand?"

"Hey, listen, let's just talk about this and--" the second man approached her father with authority and pistol whipped him, knocking him into the nightstand behind him.

"Do you understand me," the man repeated.

"Okay, okay. Yes, just please don't hurt my daughter."

"That depends on you," the man holding Madison said.

"What do you want? Money? I have about $10,000 in my safe, let me get it for you."

"We don't want money," the first one said, shoving Madison into her father's arms. She had been so stunned that she hadn't noticed that over his shoulder was a black duffle bag. He tossed it to the ground and unzipped it, retrieving a very expensive looking camcorder. He flicked it on and held it, pointing it at their victims. "We want you to make a decision."

"What kind of decision?"

"About which of the three of us is gonna fuck this pretty little blue-eyed, blonde haired bombshell of a daughter you have." His words hung in the air, yet neither Madison nor Jake really seemed to understand them. The room fell quiet.

"What," Jake muttered incredulously.

"You heard what I fucking said. One of us three is going to fuck your precious little girl," he repeated. There was a seriousness in his voice that made Madison feel even more unsettled. He carried himself and spoke as if this were something he was very much used to.

"No, please, don't make me do this," Madison said, choking on every syllable.

"Shut the fuck up," the man with the gun said, pointing it at her. "You have thirty seconds to decide which one of us is going to be shoving his dick inside that pretty little pussy. But, just so you're aware, both of us like it... a little more rough than she might appreciate. What do you figure she weights?"

"Can't be more than 110 pounds soaking wet, I think," the man with the camcorder said, eyeing Madison up and down.

"I think that's ten pounds too much. I feel like we're going to break this little thing."

"Oh, God, please don't," Madison cried, clinging to her father.

"Madison, I don't know what to do," Jake said, mumbling in his daughter's ear. He sounded broken. "Maybe I can try to take the gun from them and you can try to run."

"Hey, fucker, don't get any wise ideas," the man with the gun barked. "I'll kill both of you before you can say 'Wynn Dixie.'"

"You got about twenty seconds to decide, pops," the other man said, zooming in on Jake's face.

"Daddy, please don't let them hurt me," Madison begged.

A few seconds passed before Jake could find words. "If I do it, I won't hurt you. I don't know what they'll do if we let them go."

Madison cringed as she looked into the barrel of the pistol. Her heart sank. Both of the men were a lot bigger than her father, and certainly much larger than her father. They might hurt her during sex. They could have diseases. God, she was already thinking about this and it made her sick to her stomach as she realized how monumentally fucked this entire situation was.

"You got about ten seconds."

"Fuck," Madison whimpered. Her eyes darted between the two men and back to her father. Her caring, loving father that held her tightly as she shook in her arms. It wouldn't be like she was willingly just letting her dad fuck her. Right? This was a life or death situation.

"Five"

"Lord, help me," Jake muttered.

"Four."

"Okay, um... I..."

"Three."

"I pick my dad," Madison screamed. Her entire body sank into her father's as her knees gave out.

"You're a kinky little whore, aren't you," the man with the gun said. "Okay, here's the rules: you gotta act like you're both into it. I want you both saying each other's names when you're fucking. Act like real lovers, yeah? Dad, you're gonna fuck the little bitch like you were fucking her momma when you made her. I don't want you holding back. And this video we're making isn't gonna be a Tik Tok. By that I mean, you're gonna be going at it for a bit. You better not cum right away and think we're gonna be satisfied with a premature launch. And speaking of premature, when you do manage to work up that load after awhile, you're gonna cum inside her. And you better stay inside until we give you the thumbs up. If everybody makes this good, we'll take our little video and you won't ever see us again."

"Now get on your knees, whore," the man recording demanded. Madison looked at him with a dull expression as she tried getting a grip on everything. She didn't want to make them angry. Maybe this would be okay if they just did what they said. After a lot of therapy. It wasn't like they were saying they wanted to make them both watch as they were both cut into small parts and boiled on the stovetop downstairs. "Jesus," she said under her breath, realizing she was already rationalizing things. Madison got onto her knees and looked up at her dad as he stood over her. "Take the dick out of his pants and work it up real good with your hands."

Madison closed her eyes as she did what she was told, moving her dainty fingers to her father's zipper. She slowly slid it down and undid the button, too. After undoing his belt, his pants fell to the floor and she was face to face with an enormous bulge. Madison found herself genuinely taken aback, despite her current predicament. The bulge was proud and strong, and she saw the imprint of his dick going down his leg, at least halfway to his knee. Her father stood there, looking off to the side as Madison's fingers ventured to his boxers' waistband. She took a deep breath and pulled them down, slowly revealing what was a flaccid dick that was larger than she thought any other man's hard dick could get to be. It was daunting, but at the same time, bizarrely fascinating to look at. This made her think back a few years ago to the morning after her father's birthday when her mom was, for once, home and making breakfast. She was practically limping and when when she asked her mother what was wrong, her mother turned her face and muttered something about feeling a bit sore from her "workout" the day before. Not wanting to incur their wrath, she did as she was told and began to take her father's dick in her small, delicate hands and stroke it up and down. After a few moments, she began to feel her father's dick twitch, almost as if it were a monster waking up from a deep slumber. It only took about twenty strokes before it began to rise up and get even bigger as its blood vessels became engorged with blood. Its head was large, bulbous and already leaking precum. It reminded her of seeing a horses erect dick at a farm when she was on a field trip once.

"Whose dick is this, baby," the man with the camcorder asked gleefully as he stepped in to get a better view from beside them.

"My dad's," she whimpered.

"I can't hear you," the man said, raising his voice. '

"It's my dad's dick," she said, louder this time. Her heart was slamming into the underside of her chest with an almost unbearable amount of vigor as adrenaline coursed throughout her.

"That's right. Now go ahead and suck your dad's dick until i tell you to stop. And don't be shy about it either, or," the man said, mimicking a gun with his hand as he put it to his head and pretended to fire.

Madison stared at the behemoth before her and opened her mouth, putting the tip inside her lips. As she did so, she began to think of it as Ryan's dick she was about to suck. Except, she was sure that her dad's dick was much larger than Ryan's from the sound of it. She put what she could inside her mouth, which wasn't much past the head. It filled her mouth entirely, even though she had hardly any of the shaft.

"Open wider," the man with the gun said.

"Mmmph," Madison moaned as she stretched her jaw open more. It began to immediately ache as what was maybe half an inch more slide back into her mouth.

"Start sucking it, whore."

Madison obeyed, working her father's dick in her mouth as well as with her hands. She couldn't help but look up at her dad who she noticed had an expression of regretful pleasure. It was weird, but the pleasured part of his expression began to make Madison oddly turned on. It disgusted her, but she compared it to articles she'd read about rape survivors who enjoyed it and even came. It was the body's way of mitigating the trauma. Her pussy began to tingle as her father let out the faintest moan.

"Uh-oh, it looks like daddy's liking it. What a sick fuck we got here," the man with the camcorder said. "That is a pretty big dick, though. I wonder how this tiny little thing is gonna take it all inside."

Madison did her best to tune their words out as she went to work, doing what she thought she'd be doing to Ryan some day. She wasn't as much sucking his enormous rod of meat as much as she was just moving in and out of her mouth, occasionally wrapping her tongue around a fraction of his girth. She could taste her father's precum. It was slightly briny but also a bit sweet? Her father was a vegetarian and consumed a lot of fruits and smoothies. She found herself being grateful for his healthy diet.

"Madison," Jake said, not realizing his hand was resting on the top of her head. His fingertips began to work their way into her thick, lucious hair like it was sand on a beach.

"Nnnghmmff," she said, dick in mouth, feeling her pussy now beginning to get moist. Her hands were so small in contrast to his dick it almost didn't look real, but she used them to great effect. Before long, Jake's balls began to start that churning sensation as the reservoir behind the dam started to surge with hot cum.

"Alright, that's enough you little cock sucker. Both of you get onto the bed and start taking each other's clothes off. Dad, you go first," the man with the camcorder ordered. The two did as they were told and made their way to the bed, without Madison realizing one of her hands was still very much holding onto her father's cock. Her face grew red as their eyes met and her father also came around to realizing this. Jake, on his knees, moved his hands to the hem of her crop top and lifted up, revealing her slender tummy and round, milky white mounds covered by her bra. Without missing a beat, her father went and unclasped her bra, her tits jiggling ever so slightly. He let it fall to the bed, revealing the most perfect set of tits he'd ever layed eyes on. Madison's breasts were firm, round and held themselves up almost unnaturally. Her nipples were small and pink, just how Jake liked them. He'd never cared for areolas that were too big or dark. Her tummy was nice and tone, from all the hours she'd spent at the gym after school three times a week. Madison took notice of the fact that her father was looking at her with deep lust and admiration. He didn't look her in the eyes, but she could see it on his face. She watched as her father went to the hem of her skirt and pulled down, revealing her panty clad bottom. She had the cutest little thigh gap just under the tight little mound.

"Damn, look at that bottom of her, huh dad," the man with the camcorder said over Jake's shoulder. He got a good angle as Jake almost a little too quickly removed what was left of his daughter's clothing. The panties came down her legs and Madison went to lying on her back to help her father. She laid there, exposed, as her father took the opportunity to remove his shirt. He stared at Madison's tight, beautiful little teenage pussy. Her pussy lips were small and looked fresh, like nothing had ever been inside. Madison looked like the most perfect little angel with her blonde hair spread out around her, her tits presenting themselves like wondrous round mounds and her unsullied, virgin pussy waiting to be taken. Jake's cock was throbbing as he worked what was left of his daughter's saliva around his head.

"Come on, lover boy, stick your dick in her. And do it nice and slow."

"I'm sorry, Madison," Jake said, grabbing his daughter's legs. He pulled her to him close enough so that the head of his dick was resting on her stomach. Madison could only nod reassuringly as she watched her father start rubbing her pussy, which sent her entire body into overdrive. Her body was a circuit board pulsing with electrical bursts of pleasure. The warmth of her father's massive dick resting on her stomach, its tip practically between her rib cage, drove her insane. Where she was repulsed by the idea of this just minutes ago, it was all she could think about now.

"Oh, shit," Madison moaned as she watched her father's monster of a dick withdraw as he pulled back. Her pussy was now sopping wet and she couldn't recall ever being this sexually aroused. She hated everything that was happening, but at the same time, she sort of wanted it.

"Fuck," Jake said as he worked his daughter's slit with his fingers. He slipped them just an inch inside ever so slowly, realizing his daughter was far too tight to have ever been with anyone. The thought that he was about to shove his massive dick in his petite daughter was driving him crazy. He pulled his fingers out and replaced it with the tip of his dick, ever so carefully pressing it against her little pussy.