Dad's Mind-Controlled Daughters 01

"That's it, Daddy," cooed Tonya. "Just let me relax you."

The backdoor slid open. The sink ran for a minute, and then two sweaty daughters appeared, the scent of gasoline smoke and cut grass wafted around them. Sarah and Janelle both had big smiles on their lips as they moved in and flanked Tonya.

"Mmm, Daddy, do you need us to do anything?" Janelle asked, her top clinging to her breasts, sweat soaking through and outlining her tits.

"Yeah," Sarah asked, her face flushed from her exertion. She rubbed her hands on her belly, her hips undulating, making her skirt swirl about her mid-thigh. Had it always been that short? Had she rolled up her skirt to show off more leg? "What do you need us to do for you."

Janelle's nipples poked at her top. So did Sarah's. Had she abandoned her bra, too? I had to stop this. Things were going too far. I swallowed, Tonya's fingers digging into the soles of my foot. They felt so good. So wonderful.

"Groceries!" I croaked. "There's a list... On the refrigerator." I had learned to make lists from their mother. The first few times I had to shop for food had been a disaster without planning. "Just get... everything on there. Take my debit card."

"Right!" Janelle said. "We're on it."

"Yep!" Sarah said. "We'll get it all, Daddy. We love you."

"Love you!" Janelle added then they darted to the kitchen.

I shuddered, my eyes closing again as Tonya's massage worked down to the heel of my foot. I groaned as she relaxed away from that strain. I savored that delight as my other two daughters darted back through the living room.

"Bye, Daddy!" they squealed, sounding so excited to go grocery shopping.

"What is going on?" I groaned. "This game your sisters and you are playing, Tonya?"

"What game?" she asked. Not in a teasing way but sounding genuinely confused.

"You're massaging my feet," I groaned.

"Daddy, I love you. Why is it so strange that I'm massaging your feet." She beamed at me. "You're the best dad in the world. You raised us to be your loving and obedient daughters. Just the way the best dad should be treated."

Then, to my shock, she sucked my big toe into her mouth. My cock throbbed at the warm, wet feeling of her nursing on my toe. Her tongue danced around it. My heart pounded, blood rushing through my chest at what she was doing to me. It felt good.

Way too fucking good.

"Tonya!" I groaned.

She suckled on it, her thumbs rubbing into the heel of my foot. I swallowed, my heart pounding in my chest. My fingers flexed. I couldn't believe this was happening. This was insane. Utterly mad that she was doing this.

"Tonya, what are you doing?" I panted.

She popped her mouth off my toe and purred, "Massaging your foot, Daddy." She smiled at me. "I don't mind sucking your toes. In fact, I would suck any part of you. Even your cock. You just have to ask. You're the best dad. I'll do anything for you."

She sucked the next two toes into her mouth, her tongue dancing around them. My dick throbbed. Suck my cock. She had just said it. This was so beyond teasing. This was about to cross that terrible line. Incest. She was barely eighteen. Practically a child. My flesh and blood. It was wrong. Taboo. Illegal. Mary would hate me.

Tonya had her mother's lips and chin. Mary had given incredible blowjobs. It had been so long since a woman had touched my cock. Twelve years since my wife had passed on. I loved Mary so much. My eyes flicked to the picture of her holding an infant Tonya. My wife smiled at me and... and...

There was something supportive in her eyes. "You're a great dad, Trevor," she had told me so many times. "You'll never hurt our daughters."

Tonya wanted to suck my cock. I didn't make her. Didn't molest her. She was coming onto me. All my daughters were. I didn't know why my forty-fourth birthday had triggered this. Ever since I put on the belt buckle...

I glanced down at the buckle. There was no fucking way. That couldn't be it. My daughters were just... just... blossoming into young women. It was natural that girls liked their fathers, right. An Electra Complex or something. Tonya, Sarah, and Janelle were just in a phase when... when... they needed some paternal love.

"If you want to," I croaked, my dick throbbing, "you can suck my dick."

She slid her mouth off my toes. "I do want to, Daddy," she moaned, "but do you want me to? I only want to suck your dick if it would make you happy."

Goddamn, those words... They were so submissive and naughty. So full of depraved lust. Her eyes were locked on my bulge. She licked her lips, her thumbs still massaging at the heel of my foot. My heart pounded in my chest. This was so wrong.

"I do," I groaned, surrendering to these lusts. "I want you to suck my cock, Tonya."

"Daddy!" she squealed with such delight and bounced up and down. Her breasts popped out of her cut-off t-shirt, the fabric slipping over those perky, round mounds. I shuddered as I stared at their plump delight, her nipples surprisingly fat. They were the same shade of pink as her mother's before she had Janelle. "Oh, Daddy, I love you!"

Tonya crawled onto the recliner, kneeling between my legs. She was light enough that it didn't tip the chair, though metal groaned. Her blonde pigtails fell around her face as she grabbed my crotch. She rubbed at my dick.

"Oh, Daddy, I've been wanting to suck your cock since you showed up wearing your belt." She smiled at me. "You became hot for real. Not teasing, but just so sexy. I knew then that you were the best dad, and good girls always listen to their daddies. Just like we always love them."

"Seeing me in my belt buckle did that to you?" I asked. It was insane that my belt buckle could have been behind any of this.

Insane and yet...

She went to work on the belt buckle. Metal clattered and then leather rasped. She opened it up and popped off the fastener of my jeans. My baby girl licked her plump lips and ripped my fly open, the zipper rasping down. She rubbed at my dick through my boxers.

She cooed in delight as she tugged down on my jeans. I lifted my ass to help her pull them down around my upper thighs. She smiled and then hooked my boxers. This was about to happen. Incest with my daughter. I mean, I remembered when Clinton was impeached back when I was Janelle's age.

Blowjobs weren't really sex. So this wasn't really incest. I tried to believe that as my cock popped out and she grabbed my dick.

"Tonya!" I groaned at my daughter's warm touch. She worked her hands up and down my cock, this wicked grin on her face. "Mmm, Daddy, it's sexy. I've never seen a real dick before. Janelle taught me how to do this on a carrot."

"God, really?" I groaned, a surge of anger at Janelle for teaching my baby girl that.

It vanished as Tonya's lips kissed the tip of my cock. She smooched around the crown. Shock fired down my shaft and rushed through me. Tingling, incestuous delight. My daughter's lips felt amazing on the crown of my cock.

My back arched into the soft recliner. I groaned, my heart pounding in my chest. Tonya's tongue danced around my crown. My eighteen-year-old daughter teased me. She knew just how to make me shudder. Groan.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck!" I panted, my heart pounding in my chest. "Jesus, Tonya."

"Enjoy, Daddy," she moaned. "Happy birthday! I love you! I hope you let me suck your cock every day."

My daughter slid her mouth over the crown of my cock. I groaned, my face contorting at the delight of her hungry lips sealing around my shaft. She nursed on me. I groaned, the recliner creaking beneath my trembling body.

My face contorted. This felt amazing. I couldn't believe how great it was. My daughter did such wicked things to me. She bobbed her head, sliding her lips up and down my dick. The suction was incredible.

My daughter had learned to please a man well. Fuck, Janelle knew how to teach a girl to give a blowjob. What would her mouth feel like...

"Tonya," I groaned. "Oh, damn, Tonya."

My moans seemed to encourage her. Embolden her. She suckled harder, cheeks hollowing. The wet, slurping sound echoed through the living room. The pressure in my balls built and built. I groaned, coming closer and closer to erupting in her mouth.

Closer and closer to cumming. I would fire so much jizz. Just splash her with spunk. She bobbed her head, nursing with passion. It was incredible to enjoy. I growled, loving the feel of her mouth working up and down my dick.

She sucked me. Blew me. Worshiped me.

"Tonya! Goddamn, Tonya!"

Her blue eyes stared up at me. Her fetching pigtails swayed around her adorable face. I grabbed them, feeling the silky strands in my hand. I held her as she worshiped my cock. She squealed in delight, seeming to revel in my grip on her.

She felt amazing blowing me. Outstanding. I groaned, loving the feel of her mouth working up and down my dick. She had such a hot one. She suckled with such passion on me. I groaned, loving every moment of it.

"Damn," I groaned, my heart pounding in my chest. "Oh, damn, that's good. That's amazing. Do you know that? Fuck."

She winked at me and suckled harder. She nursed on me with passion. It was incredible to enjoy. I shuddered, savoring the delight. It was excellent. I groaned, my heart pounding with such a rapid beat as she worshiped me.

The pressure in my balls rose and rose. I couldn't take much more of this. It had been so long since a woman had touched me, and it wasn't just any woman, it was my daughter. My sexy, eighteen-year-old child. I made Tonya in her mother's womb.

Now she loved my dick.

"Shit!" I groaned as she slid up my shaft, sucking the entire time. Her tongue swirled around the aching tip of my cock. "I'm going to cum, Tonya!"

She squealed in delight and suckled harder. She nursed on me with passion. I groaned, loving this passion. My dick throbbed in her mouth. I swelled towards my explosive finish. My face contorted with delight.

"Fuck!" I growled and erupted.

My cum fired into her mouth.

I spasmed on the recliner as I basted my daughter's mouth. Eighteen-year-old Tonya gulped down my cum. She moaned as she did, her blue eyes staring up at me. I gripped her pigtails, holding tight as I unloaded in her.

Every spurt sent pleasure slamming into my mind. Rapture burned across my thoughts. I groaned, savoring the pleasure of basting her mouth with spurt after spurt of my cum. It was incredible to flood her with every drop of spunk I had.

"Goddamn, yes!" I growled, the pleasure blazing over my thoughts. "Oh, fuck, that's so good. Yes, yes, yes! Tonya!"

The incestuous bliss hit the peak of depraved rapture. My daughter suckled out the last of the forbidden cum brimming in my balls. I shuddered, my heart pumping wild heat through my veins, the stars dancing before my eyes fading.

Tonya slid her mouth off my cock and smacked her lips. She rubbed her bare belly, her round tits jiggling. "Oh, Daddy, that was so yummy. I love you so much. Thank you, thank you, thank you for letting me blow you."

"You're welcome," I panted, staring at her, not sure what to do know.

"Should I get naked, Daddy?" she asked.

"Yes," I groaned without thought.

She winked at me and then slid off the recliner. She peeled off the rest of her top and then grabbed those firm, round, eighteen-year-old titties. She squeezed them, her pigtails dancing as she swayed in place.

I groaned at how gorgeous she was. So young and delicious. I knew this was wrong, but I didn't care any longer. I was still hard despite cumming. I wanted to feel every bit of her sliding down my cock. I wanted to enjoy her engulfing my dick. She was gorgeous. Just beautiful.

Then she turned around and bent over. Her white shorts hugged her ass tight. She wiggled her butt at me, shaking it back and forth. I swallowed, not seeing any visible panty line across her rump. Was she wearing a thong? I didn't wash my daughter's clothes any longer. Not since Janelle started wearing bras that were increasingly frilly and mature. The first time I realized my oldest owned a thong had been a blow.

Now... I hoped my youngest had a thong on.

She unsnapped her shorts, her hips rocking back and forth. She was just so cute. She bent over more and peeled off her shorts. The black waistband of her thong appeared. The thin strip of cloth vanished beneath her butt-cheeks, slowly being revealed. My cock throbbed. My heart pounded. Her entire rump came into view, the thin fabric hugging her pussy.

Did she shave? She must. I didn't see any bush. I couldn't believe my baby girl shaved her pussy.

Then she turned around, the front of her thong had a little, red bow on it. She grinned at me and then ripped her cloth to the side. A landing strip of blonde hair ran down the tight, wet slit of her pussy.

"Yummy, right, Daddy?" she asked. "Would you like to eat my pussy? No one's ever done it. I'm a virgin, Daddy."

"Fuck," I groaned and nodded.

She grinned and ripped off her thong, saying, "Take your shirt off, Daddy, and lean back."

I tore my shirt off as she scampered onto my recliner. I worked it all the way back as my daughter crawled over me. In moments, she was straddling my head, her shins on my shoulders. She gripped the top of the recliner, her boobs jiggling. I stared at her landing strip leading right to her tight slit. The tart aroma of her pussy filled my mouth.

She planted her pussy right on my lips, grinding against me. Her landing strip tickled my nose. I stared up at her jiggling breasts as I licked my daughter's twat. I dragged my tongue across her virginal flesh and brushed her hymen.

My daughter was a virgin.

I licked through her folds, brushing over her maidenhead again before caressing her clit. She gasped, her boobs jiggling. She arched her back as I caressed her clit again and again. I lapped at her tart cunt, feasting on my daughter.

"Oh, Daddy," she cooed. "I'm so wet and hot. I'm not going to last long at all. Not with your tongue on my clitty."

I shuddered and fluttered my tongue on her bud, loving how her body shuddered. How her tits jiggled. They were so firm and perky. My dick ached. I danced my tongue around her clit, her juices dribbling down my chin.

I feasted on my daughter's cunt, like an animal. I devoured forbidden flesh and reveled in how depraved this was. I was such a bad dad. The best dad would never eat his daughter's cunt. Would never take advantage of her like this.

"Yes, yes, yes, Daddy," she moaned. "Oooh, that's so good."

She didn't sound like she was being taken advantage of.

And she tasted so good.

Tart and delicious.

I licked at her pussy again, sliding through her folds and brushing her hymen. I flicked to her clit and she bucked. Her tits heaved and jiggled, her fat nipples waving. I groaned, my tongue dancing around her bud, her juices growing hotter.

"Daddy!" squealed Tonya. "Yes!"

Her tart, virginal juices gushed out of her pussy and bathed my mouth. I groaned and drank the flood of her passion. I gulped it all down, reveling in the delicious flavor. It was incredible to enjoy. I groaned, licking and lapping up her cream.

"Oh, Daddy, I love you!"

"Love you," I groaned as her shaved folds rubbed on my mouth.

Her juices spilled down my mouth. They ran over my chin. I licked and lapped them up, reveling in the flavor. I loved the wonderful taste of her cunt cream. I groaned, my dick throbbing and aching. My tongue caressed over her folds as I licked up her passion. Her tits heaved over my head as she quivered through my orgasm.

Then she smiled down at me. "Ooh, Daddy, that was incredible."

"Yeah," I panted.

She looked behind her and then down at me. "You're hard. Do you want me to ride your cock?"

I should say no. This had gone way, way, way too far. But my dick ached. I wanted to feel her virginal pussy wrapped around my cock. I wanted my daughter's pussy to love me. "Yes!"

"Daddy!" she squealed in delight and then slid off my shoulders and down my chest. The recliner rose, putting me into a sitting position as she straddled me. She grabbed my cock in her eager hand, aiming it for her pussy.

"Just go slow," I groaned as she rubbed her shaved vulva against my dick, her flesh so smooth and warm. So inviting. She felt incredible against me. "Don't hurt yourself."

"Daddy, I've wanted you to take my cherry since I saw you in your new belt buckle," she moaned. "I know this won't hurt."

She pressed her pussy down on my cock. I shuddered as her hymen stretched and stretched. I groaned at the feel of her membrane stretching to take my dick. I would pop her cherry. I groaned, savoring the way she wiggled her hips. Her hymen stretched.

Popped.

I groaned as I sank into her cunt. Her pussy engulfed my shaft. I groaned, loving the feel of her wonderful pussy swallowing my dick. She felt incredible. My heart pounded as inch after inch of her pussy engulfed my cock.

My daughter's cunt swallowed my dick.

"Daddy!" she purred, her round tits jiggling before me. She sank her pussy all the way down my cock. "Oh, Daddy, you're in me. You're the best for letting me fuck you."

"Yeah," I said, smiling at her. "Really?"

She bit her lower lip in a coquettish way, her pigtails swaying about her face. "Uh-huh."

She slid her pussy up my cock. I groaned as her hot, tight sheath massaged me. She felt incredible. I groaned, savoring that wonderful glide. My hands grabbed her breasts. I squeezed and kneaded them. I massaged her boobs. She smiled at me as my fingers dug into her tits.

Then she slid her pussy back down my cock. She engulfed me again. Her pussy swallowed every inch of my shaft. It was incredible to feel. I loved the way she embraced me. She swallowed my dick with such ease, taking every inch of my cock again. And again. My little girl rode me.

"Daddy!" she breathed, her breast bouncing before me, full of all that youthful perkiness. "Oh, you're the best daddy. Mmm, so big in me. Oooh, Mommy made me to love you."

"Yeah," I groaned and grabbed her breasts.

I squeezed my daughter's ripe mounds. She purred in delight, her pussy clenching tighter about my cock. The incestuous glide of her flesh working up and down my cock was amazing. My fingers dug into her tits. She whimpered, her blue eyes sparkling.

She rode me faster, the recliner creaking. The ache swelled at the tip of my dick. Her pussy brought me closer and closer to that magical moment of cumming in her snatch. She grinned at me, delight shining in her eyes.

"This is even better than you licking me, Daddy," she moaned. "Mmm, I want to make love to you all the time." Her hands stroked my chest, finger playing with the curls. "You're so hot, Daddy. Such a stud."

"You're gorgeous," I groaned, my fingers digging into her tits.

She beamed at me, her pussy sliding down my cock, the friction bringing me closer and closer to cumming. Her hot sheath massaged me. She held me in the heaven of her cunt. I groaned, my fingers digging into her tits.

My balls tightened. Every moment, I hurtled closer and closer to cumming in my little girl's cunt. She smiled at me, her hips dancing in circles, stirring her twat around my dick. This delightful twist massaged my shaft.

"Damn," I groaned.

"Are you going to cum in me, Daddy?" she moaned, her pussy sliding down my cock. "Are you going to erupt? Just flood me with all your cum?"

"Yes," I groaned, my face twisting in delight.

"Yay!" she squealed, her pussy clamping down hard on my cock. "Because, Daddy, I'm going to cum even harder than when I drenched your face."

She leaned in and kissed me, my hands slipping from her ripe breasts. Her tits pressed into my chest as her tongue licked at my lips, tasting her pussy. I groaned, my balls tightening. I didn't know why it was so hot that she was tasting her cunt on my lips.