Dorothy and Daddy

Dorothy and Daddy

My name is Dorothy, but my family and friends call me Dory. I am the only child of Brad and Ruth, my father and mother. My mother passed away three months after I turned eighteen years old. Daddy and I both miss her. Daddy and I would often lay side by side on the couch and watch movies.

After mom died we continued to do this as it comforted me and I assume daddy felt the same. There were many times I would wiggle against daddy as I lay with my back to him. I often felt his cock get hard and press into my ass. It would feel huge against me, as my mind would imagine the size of his penis.

Yes, back then I would call it his penis, as I was taught to be proper at all times. It was my father's desire to have me be a proper young lady. Although the proper term was a penis, girls' restroom and locker room talk called it a cock.

What a cock it is. I said he felt huge against my ass, but I'm getting ahead of myself here. Anyhow, I would go to him three to four times a week and crawl under the covers, then push my ass into his lap as he lay on his side. Often, he would drape an arm around me as his large cock grew in size, pressing against my ass.

One night, he started dry-humping me. He would push his cock against my ass and hump slowly while cuddling me. I was a bit scared, and scared, but I lay still until he stopped. This routine went on for a few months. One night, his boxers became wet and sticky. It was then that I realized he had climaxed in his boxers.

This would continue for quite a while, with me getting comfortable allowing him to jerk off against my ass. That's what the girls talked about. We called it "jerking off," as we would giggle hysterically. Some nights, his cock would slip out of his boxer opening, and his naked cock would be pushed against my underwear until he squirted his jizz all over them.

One night, while it was still early, I got up and went to him around midnight. Of course, we silently participated in the little ritual of my shoving my ass into Daddy as he humped me. After he soaked my underwear with his jizz, he fell asleep. I silently slipped the wet underwear off of my ass and legs.

I was a bit of a late bloomer, having only thirty-four-inch boobs and a small ass with barely any pubic hair on my little slit. I snuggled up to him with my bare ass under my short nightie and fell asleep. Daddy humped me again when I woke up. I was scared and thrilled at the same time. His cock was warm, like my curling iron on low heat. I was getting wet and slick.

He came again, soaking my small, nearly hairless vagina with his sperm. He then rolled over and fell asleep. We never spoke about our now-nightly escapades. We would go to bed in our respective rooms, and I would join him in his king-sized bed to cuddle.

Cuddle, ha! Everything we were doing was wrong but wickedly thrilling. The excitement would cause my vajayjay to itch, and one night I felt my first small orgasm as he blasted his cum between my legs to soak my bare ass and vagina.

I no longer bother wearing underwear at night. One night, as we were humping, daddy's penis bumped my vagina. We were both wet; his pre-cum was lubricating his penis and my vagina. I was also leaking fluids, which made me very slick.

Daddy was nearing his climax when he shoved into me, causing his cock to slip through my vaginal lips and poke into me. It hurt, and I froze as he kept the pressure up, tearing my maidenhead and slipping deeper into my vagina. Once he was completely inside of me, he slowly stroked in and out. I felt his penis filling me, and the pain was fading.

I wiggled my ass, and he started humping me faster. He reached around me and pushed a finger into my slit, then rubbed my little nubbin of a clitoris. As the stimulation became intense, I reached down and placed my hand over his. He removed his hand and pushed my nightie up to cup my breasts.

I pushed my finger into my cunt folds and rubbed my clit as he continued to rub and pinch my titties, humping me as if I were a breeding horse. We do have horses. Then I felt it--my first deep vaginal orgasm. I shivered with excitement as I felt my orgasm gush liquid as if I had peed myself.

Daddy grunted, and I felt his cock expand and pulsate as he filled me with his sperm. I grabbed his hand and held it tight until his cock softened and slipped out of me. He was snoring softly as he slept. I fell asleep with his sperm inside of me and our mixed juices covering my vaginal lips and thighs.

I wasn't stupid; I knew about the birds and the bees. I got myself on the pill three months ago after daddy deposited his first load of jizz on my vagina. I really hate playing the proper daughter. I honestly get a thrill out of being the nasty little slut who fucks her daddy.

The ladies in our riding group would shit themselves if they knew I was getting my young cunt filled by the man they were all secretly trying to bed down. They were a snobbish bunch of prudes.

Daddy and I don't talk about our almost nightly interludes. However, we no longer pretend to be discrete. I now wear sheer nighties and no underwear at bedtime. I really never sleep in my own bed, only when we have guests or I'm having my period.

Daddy showers me with money and gifts. I think he feels guilty. We don't talk about it. Daddy unleashed the wicked lust in me. Since he took my virginity that night a few months ago, I have fucked the gardener, the maintenance man, and a few of our male riding instructors in our riding school for overprivileged brats.

I rarely wear underpants. I wear a bra because the prudes would flip shit. I feel wickedly free when I feel the cool air wisp across my pubis. I started bringing home boys and learned to give them excellent blow jobs. The guys say I am the best cocksucker.

One day, I was in my room, sucking one guy's cock while another was pushing his impressively large cock into my well-fucked cunt, when Daddy walked in. He went ballistic. He punched the guy who was fucking me and went after the one I was sucking off. He got out without being beaten up by my father. The other guy wasn't so lucky. They both hauled their asses out of our house.

Daddy was pissed. He pushed me down and ripped my dress as he pulled it over my head. He scared me; I had never seen him so angry. He was cursing and pulling down his zipper. He ordered me to suck his cock. It was the first time we spoke while having any type of sex. He grabbed a handful of my hair and pushed his cock into my mouth. I pulled back, screaming that he was hurting me.

He told me to shut the fuck up and suck his cock. I started sucking his cock as he held my head and hurled sexual insults at me. He called me a slut, a cunt, a whore, and a cocksucking slut as he flooded my mouth with his cum.

He then pushed me until I was kneeling with my upper body over the bed and dropped to his knees, ramming his still-hard cock into my cunt while continuing his verbal debasement. My very own father insulted me as he filled me with his cock.

He grabbed my hips and held them tightly as he plummeted in and pulled out at a speed I haven't experienced with him. He let go with one hand and spanked and slapped my ass, calling me a filthy fucking whore cunt.

I became very horny from his assault on my ass and yelled back at him to hit me harder. I yelled out to him, "Yes, Daddy," "Spank me," "Spank me harder."

He did; he spanked me so hard I cried. My ass stung from his swift blows. He continued to spank my ass until I had the most amazing orgasm of my young life. He grabbed my hip again, pushing himself into me as he poured his incestuous sperm into my overstimulated cunt. I felt his hot jizz filling me and came yet again.

Little did I know that my sexual life would take on a new twist. My cunt was full of daddy's incestuous sperm, and my ass was beet red from his spanking me, and I enjoyed it. I fell to the floor and rubbed my clit until I climaxed again.

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