Eleanor

He pushed his thumb into the soft flesh beside her vagina, and pulled, prying her lips apart, stretching her open. She suppressed a groan as she felt her young vulva pulled open with a wet shlick. Her scent was so strong, she could smell it through the pillow, and her father breathed her in deeply, and let out a shuddering breath.

"Oh, sweetheart, what are you doing to me? I can't...can't do this..."

He released her, but didn't remove his hand. It hovered, trembling, and then slowly he began to rub her again, tickling her wet cleft with delicate strokes. Her head swum, her body tingling with a confusing mess of feelings and emotions. He groaned, pushing down harder, sliding his fingers over her slick entrance. She felt him jerking his cock again, harder than before, as he rubbed his daughter's slippery lips, murmuring drunkenly, "Oh baby, you're so wet. You need this, don't you? You need..."

His fingers stopped, squished between her damp, hot thighs, so tantalizingly close to her throbbing clit. He drew them back, hovering over the sopping entrance of her tight vagina, and breathed in. He pushed lightly, parting her, slipping the tip of his finger into her tight grip.

No...no, Dad...

"Elle?" he breathed, as if sensing her. "Ellebear?"

She had to answer, had to tell him she was awake, had to stop this before it went any further, past the point where either could ever recover from it. It would be okay, nothing had really happened. She would tell him it was fine, that he was drunk, that she understood, that they'd forget about it.

But her lips wouldn't move, she couldn't move, and as she lay there helpless, her father's fingers slipped into the wet, suctioning grip of her tight vagina. Her eyes bulged, her breath caught in her throat, body quivering. He began fingering her, rolling his wrist, roughly and clumsily delving into her, fingers squelching softly. She bit her lip, hating the pleasure sparking through her. He groaned, pounding away at his cock, fingers sinking deeper, exploring her tight canal. Her vaginal muscles wanted desperately to squeeze him, to contract and clench around his delving fingers, but she forced herself to relax, to be limp.

He couldn't know. Oh God, if he knew she was aware of what he was doing, it would ruin him. It would ruin them.

You have to stop...you have to stop, please...

For a moment, he did, sliding his fingers free, but only to rub them over her splayed pussy instead. He roughly massaged her silky labia, fingers slippery, eager, driving between her thighs, closer to her throbbing clit.

Please stop... Please stop...

She could feel the arousal burning, feel the sparks of undeniable pleasure as a low swell of ecstasy began to wrap its luxurious tendrils around her quivering body, forcing any lingering threads of shame and disgust further away. She felt hot, flushed, her skin tingling, her head spinning.

She was going to cum. She could feel it.

No...I can't... I can't cum to my dad...anything but that...

And then he drew his fingers back, and she almost breathed a sigh of relief. She lay there, breathing hard, hoping the pillow was muffling her breaths. Her father was silent a moment, and then she heard the soft sucking, the wet lap of his tongue. He was sucking on his fingers. He was tasting her.

Oh Dad...no...

"Mmm, Ellebear, you taste...oh fuck...of fuck..." He was silent a moment. "Maybe...maybe just a little taste...she won't know... She won't know..."

And then she felt him move, shuffling about as he climbed onto the bed, the frame creaking. His hands to fell to either side of her legs, and after a stunned moment she realised what he was about to do.

Oh no, no...no...no, Dad you can't...

She felt his hot breath on her bare skin, his stubble tickling her cheek. He straddled her legs, rough fingers sliding over the soft globes of her plump ass. He breathed in deeply, inhaling her, and slowly parted her. Her heart pounded furiously.

She had to stop him, she couldn't let him...

His breath whispered over her skin, and she shivered, moaning breathlessly into the pillow as she felt it puff against the sensitive channel of her parted ass, tickling her quivering rosebud.

"Oh El...my little angel..."

And then his lips were on her, kissing her spread rump. His tongue slithered out, sliding wetly over the delicate, rubbery ripples of her tight brown hole. She tensed involuntarily, sphincter clenching, and a squeak slipped past her lips.

No...

He didn't seem to notice, just licked her again, and again, hungrily swirling his tongue wetly over her tight orifice, planting sloppy kisses over the trembling flesh as she pushed her head into the pillow. Her mind clouded with a warring blend of confusion and lust and disgust, even as her body reveled in the strange pleasure spurred by her father's tongue as it devoured her delicate anus. He groaned drunkenly, burying his face between her damp cheeks as he lewdly frenched her puckered anus. It was driving her crazy. No one had ever done that to her, and she wanted to like it so badly, and she had to constantly remind herself whose tongue it was.

He started trying to gently pry her legs apart, and she tensed them, fighting as much as she could without it being obvious, but he only pushed harder, sliding her damp panties down to her knees. He parted her thighs, giving himself room to move his head lower, breathing hard against her sensitive flesh as he slid his splayed tongue down over her perineum.

No, Dad, please, think about what you're doing...

It slipped across her dewy labia, lapping gently at her delicate folds. He moaned softly, and jammed his tongue inside her, forcing himself deep into her wet pussy.

And the last of her resistance flickered away, and she moaned into the pillow, her head clouded by lust, as her father roughly tongued her desperately needy sex. He drove his tongue in deep, delving into her tight canal, writhing against her silky canal. He sucked furiously, his rough hands gripping her ass as he buried his face in her. His nose wedged against her asshole as he ate her, lapping with big wet licks.

It took everything she had not to react, not to gasp or moan or writhe. A furious arousal burned through her, incredible pleasure radiating along every nerve, sending her lust-addled mind into a dazed fugue. Her legs quivered, body trembling against her will, but her father was far too consumed to notice.

She bit her tongue hard, squeezing her eyes shut as she felt those delicious tendrils of an approaching orgasm slowly grasp her, guiding her towards release. Rational thoughts and protests bombarded her mind, but all they did was bounce ineffectually off that beautiful haze.

It's...it's fine, it's not like anyone will ever know. He'll never find out I know. God, he's so drunk he probably won't even remember. It'll just be my little secret.

It was just his tongue. She could just let it happen, let her father lick her to orgasm.

And maybe even...enjoy it.

Oh, Dad... Yes...

He lapped at her ferociously, driven by drunken hunger, his slippery tongue exploring her silky wet depths with unashamed relish, grinding over her delicate labia again and again, slurping at her flowing juices.

She couldn't take it much longer, she was going to...

With one final lick, he lifted his head from her wet snatch. She whimpered softly into the pillow, silently begging him to continue. He licked noisily at his lips, hands still spreading her cheeks roughly.

"Oh, my sweet girl, I need you so bad..."

He mumbled something else she didn't catch, and he squeezed her supple ass again, before letting her go. She felt him move, felt him sitting up, straddling her legs.

He's done...he's going...

And then she felt him move up, sliding his knees upwards as he leant over her.

"Oh, Ellebear, I need this...I...I need you. Just a little."

Her eyes shot open as she felt something soft and hard poke her upper thigh, felt the smooth firmness nudge its way towards her molten slit.

"Just a little," he mumbled again, his hand moving between his legs as he straddled her thighs, "just the tip...she won't know...she won't know..."

No... Was the only pathetic resistance her numbed mind could muster. Her breath came ragged into the pillow as her mind screamed at her body to move, to throw him off, but something else continued to hold her in place, something that swirled delightfully within her crotch.

His fingers, his tongue, they were one thing, but she couldn't let this happen...

She couldn't...

Could she?

He guided himself between her legs, and she felt her dad's hot, rigid, member slap down softly between her soft cheeks. It was so warm, so hard as it throbbed against her parted ass. He slid up and down, groaning softly as his shaft brushed her, and then he slid down, bringing the spongy head of his cock to rest against the entrance to her sopping vagina. He swayed gently, breathing hard above her.

Maybe...maybe she could. No one had to know...

He moved in slowly, gently nudging her engorged labia aside, slipping his glans into her wet, silky grip. She whimpered into her pillow, a ripple of erotic fire shuddering through her.

Oh God, did she...did she want this?

He ground the soft head of his cock up and down as he rocked, groaning softly, and then began nudging it back and forth, in and out of her suctioning grasp. He wrapped his fingers around his length, and jerked himself slowly, keeping only his bulbous head tucked inside her tight slit.

It's fine...it's fine...it's fine...it's just a little, no one will ever know...

Every little nudge of his soft head sent ripples of pleasure radiating through her body.

"Oh, El... I just need...just a little...just a little more...one more inch..."

One more...one more can't hurt...

He leant into her, moving his hand from his cock to the bed beside her. He pushed into her, gently parting her slippery pussy as he sank another inch, holding himself within her snug entrance. He rocked back and forth, groaning softly, pushing his sensitive head in and out of her wet tightness.

Oh, God...Dad...yes...

And then the sheet slipped beneath his hand, his arms went out from beneath him, and with a grunt, he collapsed atop her, burying six inches of his thick, rigid cock into her snug hole.

Pleasure exploded through her body in a wave, her body tensing as shock seized her. Her mouth opened wide, breath catching, her eyes bulging, hands tightening to claws against the sheets as he filled her so suddenly, stretching her wet, slippery pussy around his thick meat. He groaned, breathing hard against her neck, his weight pressing against her. Her pussy clenched and spasmed, squeezing his invading member as it pulsed and throbbed within her.

Oh God...oh...Dad...

He was inside her. Fuck, his entire cock, or most of it, was inside her. She couldn't deny, couldn't pretend it was anything other then what it was.

She was having sex with her father. And even though she could tell herself it was non-consensual, that he had entered her entirely against her will...

She wanted more. Oh God, her clit was throbbing with need, the pleasure consuming her. Her wet cunt squeezed him, silky inner walls molding around his gloriously firm shaft, gripping him tightly, suctioning him in.

She needed him.

He groaned again, as if coming to his senses. "Fuck...oh fuck...oh Elle..."

He struggled to push himself up, sliding his cock free from her snug grip, until only his bulbous head remained buried between her soft lips. The sudden emptiness sent a pang through her, a hollowness that burned to be filled.

He breathed hard, hovering above her. "E...el... Baby, are you..."

He stroked her hair again softly. This was her chance, all she had to do was stir, to act like she was waking up, and he'd leave.

But she didn't want him to leave. God, she wanted him...needed him back, needed his thick, warm cock back inside her. She moaned gently, as if in her sleep, and parted her legs, snuggling into the pillow.

Come on... Fuck me, Dad...

"Oh, sweetheart..." He sunk gently back into her, into her molten depths, her slippery, satiny sex enveloping him again. She shut her eyes, moaning softly into the pillow as her body shuddered, her legs trembling. She forced everything away, out of her mind, except those beautiful surges of pleasure coursing through her young body. She was so sopping wet, so slick with desire that he slid right in, and he didn't stop until she felt his stomach pressing into her ass, and she knew he was fully embedded within her. He stroked her hair, tangling his fingers between it and holding her, and began thrusting gently, gliding clumsily in and out.

Oh God, Dad, yes!

It was so hard not to move, not to moan, not to writhe and buck back into him. She had no idea how he could possibly think she was still asleep, but she didn't care. He groaned above her, his breath hot on her bare skin, and collapsed on top of her, grinding into her. His weight was so comforting atop her, his warm skin on hers, his bulging cock stretching her teenage slit. She bit her lip hard, and tried to clench her vaginal muscles, squeezing him. He grunted, and drew back, lifting his ass and sliding his knees apart, and began fucking her again, driving his cock roughly into her with wild, deep strokes. She was so juicy, so slick, she could hear the soft squelch of his thrusts, the slap of his thighs against the soft flesh of her ass.

She opened her mouth and bit the pillow, muffling the groan she couldn't hold back. She was trembling, hot, the glorious swell of euphoric desire swelling within her, driven closer to release each time his wild thrusts ground her throbbing clit against the bed. She couldn't take it, she was going to...oh God, her Dad was about to make her...

He groaned loudly, collapsing atop her again and driving his thick cock in to the hilt, burying himself within her snug grasp. That glorious coalescing of sexual energy peaked and rippled, shuddering through her, and then released in a sudden wave, seizing her young body in a tempest of sudden ecstasy.

It didn't come crashing, thank God, she didn't know how she would have hid that, but instead radiated stunningly through her body, and she bit the pillow hard, whimpering as she came, trying not to cry, to scream, to move.

She was so caught up in her orgasm she barely noticed him groan and shudder and grunt, "Shit...gonna...cum..."

A vague sensation of alarm filled her, but it only got washed away by the euphoric haze seizing her, consuming her.

Her father wrenched back suddenly, sliding free and slapping his quivering cock wetly between her parted cheeks. He panted hard, his hands on her, mumbling. "Oh baby...I just need to..."

He grabbed his cock, pointing it down at her, shoving it between her soft cheeks. She felt his slick, spongy glans press against her delicate, quivering anus. She moaned at the touch.

And then he leant into her, and the pressure against her tight ring built, and her eyes sprung open, sudden clarity piercing the orgasmic veil shrouding her.

No...he's not going to...no, no, no, no...Dad!

He grunted, pushing, thrusting hard against her. She gasped, tensing, as a sharp pressure dug into her soft ass. She felt her tight ring contract, clenching, resisting him. He suddenly felt so large, so enormous against her tiny virgin rosebud.

"Ugh...come on Ellebear...let me in...daddy needs to..."

She grit her teeth. No...no way... It's fine...he won't fit...there's no way, he'll give up...

But he was so slick with her nectar, and he'd slobbered her up, loosened her with his tongue.

And he wasn't giving up.

He jammed his cock down, putting his entire weight against her, groaning. She clenched hard, breath scraping past her teeth as she fought him, fingers clawing at the sheets as the pressure morphed into a sharp pain.

But something in her didn't want to fight.

She warred with it, her head growing cloudy, and for a brief moment her concentration faltered, and that tiny part of her relented, barely for a moment, even as she opened her mouth in a panic to finally say, "Da-"

But only a squeak came out, and her tight hole loosened just a little, and the soft head of her father's huge, rigid cock forced its way into her virgin anus. Her sphincter dilated around his bulbous head, sucking him in, and just as suddenly contracted tight around his girth, but it was too late. He sunk into her with a groan, spearing her, burying himself in her tight rectum.

Pain shot through her ass, breaking through her cloud of lust, but it wasn't nearly as bad as she would have guessed. Her hands dug into the sheets, her eyes bulging as he forced himself deep inside her, into the soft, warm tunnel, where no man had ever been. Her anal muscles clenched and spasmed, seizing his thick, throbbing shaft, trying to force him out.

"Oh God..." he gasped, pressing himself against her, hips bucking. Through a daze of pain and discomfort and deep, unusual pleasure, she felt his cock twitch and throb within her ass, and felt the sudden deluge of his release, as hot cum spurted into her rectum. He groaned, pumping his seed into her, filling the tight cavity of her virgin ass with pulse after pulse.

She lay there sucking breath, her throat convulsing for breath as she shuddered, trembling beneath him as he bucked against her. His rough hands were in her hair, his breath hot on her skin. She grit her teeth, trying desperately to relax, to stop fighting.

And eventually, it worked. Her anal muscles relaxed, and as her father breathed heavily atop her, cock twitching and pulsing within her, she unclenched her teeth. Her ass burned with pain, but it wasn't unbearable, and she felt the discomfort fading. And beneath it, welling from somewhere deep within, came something new. A warm, strange sensation that slowly filled her, and she sighed, exhausted.

She couldn't tell how long he lay atop her, his thick cock embedded, the tight grip of her sphincter hugging the thick base of his shaft as her velvety muscles rippled and squeezed. He groaned softly, swaying, holding her tight, and a small, tender smile slipped across her lips. She shut her eyes, savouring the warm embrace. She wasn't even minding his anal violation. It all just felt...good. His weight, his cock, plugging the torrent of warm seed filling her. He throbbed within her, filling her with an overwhelming sensation of absolute fullness.

She felt...complete.

I love you, Dad...

Eventually, she had no idea how long, his cock grew soft, and he groaned and pried himself from her, their skin sweaty and sticky. He slipped from anal embrace, and she cooed into the pillow as her gaping asshole shrunk back to its normal size. He kneeled behind her, breathing hard, then climbed off the bed. He tottered there a moment, then leant over, brushing her hair. He planted a soft kiss on her cheek, and she smiled.

"Oh Ellebear..."

And he stumbled from the room, closing the door behind him.

She lay there breathing softly, her flushed, sweat-slicked body tingling all over. She could feel her father's thick cum seeping out of her tormented asshole and running into her splayed sex, but she was too exhausted to even move. She moaned softly, squeezing her burning asshole, and felt more globs of cum slide over her sloppy wet slit, glazing her engorged labia.

Oh God, what did we just do? How could he... How could I...

But she couldn't even bring herself to feel bad, to feel shame or revulsion or anything else that she should have. All she felt was...happy.

With a dazed smile still clinging to her lips, and her father's seed still bubbling out of her raw anus, Eleanor fell into a deep, peaceful asleep.