Football Sunday

"Feel free to take off your shorts and finger your pussy if you want." I heard him say, something that would have made me physically nauseous if it weren't for the fact that there was a part of my brain that very much wanted to do just that. I could never remember a time in my life that I felt more turned on or angrier and, somehow, the two impulses were feeding each other.

"Fuck you," I said, those two words the only ones my brain could come up with.

I sat and watched for what seemed like hours as my father stroked his dick. He alternated between long, slow strokes and rapid jerking motions. Every time he sped up I hoped that he would finish, both to end the ordeal and, somewhere deep in my lizard brain, wanting to see a dick that big and that hard spurting. Every time he just slowed down though, prolonging the experience. Finally, I had enough.

"Just cum already!" I blurted out. My father looked over at me and continued stroking.

"I don't cum from jerking off," he said, "I just use it to build up my energy for something real. If you want to see me cum so bad you're more than welcome to get on your knees and finally do something useful with that big fucking mouth of yours."

"Fuck you" I spat again, unconsciously though I felt my lips moisten at the thought of sucking on a cock that big.

"Fuck yeah," he said, his attention again diverted from the porno movie, "I'd much rather shoot my dick off in your little bitchy teenage mouth than anything else."

"I'm your daughter, you creep." I said

"You're a whore," he said, "You said it yourself. You like sucking cock."

"Fuck you, I don't have to take this." I said, standing up. I knew that if I stayed in that room I would either kill him or...something worse. It was over. If asking his own daughter for a blowjob was what he'd stoop to in order to make me leave, he could win. I took a step out of the room when I heard him chuckle.

"Too bad," he said, "Guess I'll have to take it out on your mother's ass instead."

I stopped.

"What did you say?" I said, turning around.

"Going to need to cum tonight somehow." he continued, his hand back to it's slow strokes, "And if you can't handle it then I'll fuck her, I suppose. Of course, her pussy isn't as tight as I like so tonight's the night I'll talk her into letting me finally fuck her ass."

"You wouldn't-"

"She's always said no in the past," he grunted, "But then again, I'll just threaten to leave her again if she refuses this time. That'll do the trick."

I took a step towards him, my eyes searching around the room for something to kill him with. Still, when my eyes fell on what I knew was the best murder weapon in the room, I stopped myself. He might get to me, he might make me hate him, but I wasn't about to go to jail for life just for the pleasure of beating him to death either.

I took a step towards him though. I couldn't explain why. There were dozens of conflicting emotions in my head. The horniness and hatred for him, sure, but there was also a desire to protect my mother. I couldn't imagine how anyone could take a dick that big in their ass, let alone a small woman like my mother. It would rip her in two.

But more than that, there was something new. A sort of anger towards my mother. It was her stupid, pitiful decision to take my father back. It was her bullshit about connecting with my father that put me in that room, that led to this stupid battle of wills. I had never been particularly rebellious before but there was a very real part of me that began thinking something unthinkable.

I took another step towards him and was standing in front of him, between him and the TV. He craned his head to look up at me, his big dick still in his hands.

I dropped to my knees.

My father took his hand off his cock and rested it on his thigh. Up close, from this vantage point, it looked even bigger. I gripped it by the shaft, feeling its hard, heavy heat fill my hand past capacity.

"Good girl," I heard my father say. I didn't reply, didn't look up at him angrily. I remained transfixed by his big cock. I wrapped my other hand around it, my two hands pressing tightly together. I then removed the bottom hand and put it on top. To my astonishment, I closed that hand and there was still his large cock head uncovered, a thick viscous pre-cum leaking out.

My mind was gone now. Any conscious thought I had angrily elbowed aside by sexual desire. I leaned forward and kissed his cock head, the pre-cum staining my lips as I reverently kissed the big thing. I kissed it like I would a love, my tongue sliding into the slit of his dick like it might a boyfriend's mouth. After nearly a minute of slow, sensual kissing I opened wide, sliding the big cockhead into my mouth and sucking.

There was a part of my brain that was telling me to hurry up. Make this fast. Get my father to cum as fast as all of my accumulated cocksucking experience would allow for. I didn't want to though. I wanted to take my time. Savor it. I knew, in my gut, that I would never find a cock as magnificent as this one in my life. There probably wasn't one like it in the world and that lizard brain of mine was telling me that a dick like the one in my mouth deserved special treatment no matter who it was attached to.

I sucked a few inches into my mouth, the thickness straining my lips wide, and began slowly running my fingers along the underside of his shaft. I felt him grunt and shift in his seat as I did and a thrill went through me.

"Jesus fuck," I heard him say, "If I'd known you were such a hot little cocksucker I'd have been around the day you got legal."

I moaned around his cock and pushed my head down a few more inches.

"Would you have liked that you little slut?" he went on "Blowing out those birthday candles with a big mouth of cum?"

I opened my eyes and looked up. Saw his self-satisfied grin. I don't know why but I felt my pussy get even wetter. In that moment, I would have liked that. I pulled my mouth off his cock, my stretched and sore lips getting a reprieve, as I licked around the head of his dick and then back down the shaft to the very base. I licked all around the bottom of his cock, hoping to pay attention to the parts I knew that my mouth couldn't engulf.

"My balls." he croaked, "Might as well be nice to all your little brothers and sisters."

I wordlessly obeyed, my tongue enveloping the plum sized orbs one after the other. Gently rolling them into my mouth and sucking as my finger tips replaced my tongue on his shaft. I felt his hands reach down to squeeze at my tits and I couldn't help but gasp. They'd always been sensitive and the way he roughly grabbed them couldn't have been more to my tastes.

"Get those big jugs out," he commanded, yanking at my shirt. A task I reluctantly removed my lips from his big ballsack to help him with. I yanked my shirt up over my tits and let him paw at my now exposed boobs for a second before my lips again encircled his big dick and began frantically sucking.

I don't know if it was the sight of my tits or my efforts or what but I finally got a reaction from him. I felt his hand grip my tight pony tail like a handle as he began bucking his hips upward, into my mouth. Fucking it. I gagged as I felt his big dick hit the back of my throat, saliva choking out of me. If it caused him any concern I didn't know it, he kept fucking my face like it was a cunt. Jackhammering inside of me. I felt my eyes water as I looked up at him. His face was not that of a man who cared about his daughter, it was that of a man who was just using the cheap whore between his legs for his own pleasure. I don't know why but the thought turned me on even more. My hand tucked between the waistband of my shorts almost involuntarily and began frigging away at my clit.

"Oh fuck I'm going to cum, you dirty little slut." he groaned. I couldn't do anything but make the same sad gagging noises I was making as my fingers on my clit made my throat hum with my stifled moans. I was close too.

He came first. I felt his dick throb and knew my stomach was filling even as I couldn't taste his first few shots. Knowing that my father was cumming down my throat set me off, I felt my wet cunt clench and gush as I came with a whimper.

He pulled his cock from me, still spurting, I tasted the next few shots as they filled my mouth before gulping them down greedily. His spunk, the same stuff that made me, was thick and warm and despite myself I found my hand squeezing at his balls and pumping his shaft for more of it. I didn't have to worry. Two more shots bulged my cheeks before he yanked his dick clear from me. It was still going off, at least half a dozen thick, powerful blasts of sperm streaking my face and hair. My father had cum more in one orgasm than all of my boyfriends must have in all of the combined orgasms I'd. I was shaking, my leg twitching, as my own orgasm pulsed through me.

"Look at you, you little cum covered whore," he said, "Not such a big talking bitch now, are you?"

I was dazed. Broken and humiliated and recovering from an orgasm of earthshaking intensity. I couldn't even begin wrapping my head around the reality of what had just gone on. I was lost. My tongue instinctively reaching out and licking some of the cum from my lips. Gradually some outside senses came back to me. To my surprise, I heard the sounds of a football game. At some point, I figured, the game had been switched back on. I guess he didn't need to watch some actress sucking cock in a movie when he could watch his own eighteen year old daughter sucking him off.

"I...this," I opened my mouth, still sore and sticky with cum leaking out the sides, "I don't think we should do this again,"

"Shut up and go get me a beer." he said, his saliva covered dick standing nearly as hard as it had been.

I rose unsteadily to my feet with no help. I thought about telling him to fuck off but it seemed pointless. I had sucked his dick and was wearing his cum. Being defiant would have seemed ridiculous. Without even pulling my shirt back down over my tits I walked to the kitchen and did as I was told.

Before returning I turned on the tap. I intended to wash the excess cum from my face but to my surprise I resisted that instinct and gave in to a baser one, pushing the still warm jizz into my mouth and licking my fingers clean. A quick splash of water on my face only after I had tasted every last salty, incestuous drop.

I walked back into the room to find that my father's cock was still exposed and still nearly hard, only sagging a little. I couldn't help but flush with pride as I saw the big thing twitch as his hungry eyes roamed over my body now. I bit my lip as I came to the obvious conclusion. My day wasn't done. I knew that whatever spell I was under hadn't gone away. If anything, I felt it stronger than ever. My resentment and contempt vanished, battered into submission by my father's giant cock. Whatever he wanted from me, I would give him.

I reached my hand out to give him the beer but his hand grasped my wrist tightly and yanked me forward. His strength surprising me and my wobbling legs no match.

"You're going to sit in my lap for the rest of the game." he said, leaving no impression that there was another option.

"Ok," I said blankly as he yanked me into place. It was difficult to maneuver around the big cock sticking up but I managed to sit on my side, my butt on his knee and not blocking his view of the game.

I turned my own attention to the game to see that my father had gotten what he wanted in more ways than one. Washington was up by fourteen points.

"Get your tits out again, like last time." he said, "I liked how they looked with the shirt still on."

I nodded and again yanked my shirt up and over the big swell of my tits, my small pink nipples still painfully hard. With his free hand he slapped one of them, causing me to yelp.

"When I speak to you, say 'Yes sir" he said

I groaned. It seemed like he knew I was broken and he was determined to take every drop of pleasure out of the satisfaction of what he'd done to me. It wasn't enough, it seemed, that he'd broken me. He wanted me to say it. Wanted me to agree to it and as much as I didn't want to, I did.

"Yes sir." I obeyed.

He cupped and squeezed my tit, again I moaned.

"No, that's not right," he said, "That's what I'd make any old slut say. But you're special, aren't you? You're a daddy's girl now, aren't you. You're going to say, yes daddy."

I winced again even though the words make my still sensitive cunt tingle.

"Yes, daddy."

"You like the Redskins, don't you," he asked, taking my nipple between his thumb and forefinger and pinching.

"Oh god, yes, daddy."

"You thought you were a big strong cowgirl but you were just a sexy little redskin Princess waiting for her daddy the chief to come home and fuck her raw." he said again, his hand on my chin, tilting my head to his.

I nodded. He lowered his head to my exposed boob and took it in his mouth, sucking hard. I groaned in pleasure as my hand wrapped around his dick. I heard him open his beer and, before I knew it, he was pouring it onto my exposed chest, the cold liquid causing me to shriek as he began licking the beer off my tits, soaking my shirt. I delighted in it. I cupped my tits so as to let him drink his cheap beer from my nipples more easily.

He drank nearly the entire can off my body before pulling me into a straddling position. My drenched shirt sticking to my skin as I looked down at him with awe. I still couldn't believe what he'd done to me that day but more and more my hatred was being replaced with a sense of respect. Not for him, but for the power he had over me. His cold, hard eyes looking into mine with absolutely no doubt about that either.

"Do you want me to fuck you?" he said, his voice a low whisper.

I shook my head no. That wasn't entirely true. My cunt was soaked and I was desperate to be fucked. Still, as hot as I was, as wet as I was, there was more to it than just my own desire. I was too afraid of just what effect his cock would have on me once it got inside my pussy. After all, just sucking his dick had turned me this far, the pleasure I suspected I might get from his big dick might be the sort of thing that there was no going back from.

"But you're going to let me fuck you, aren't you." he said, clearly knowing the answer to the question.

"Yes daddy," I replied quickly, biting my lip.

"Stand up," he said, lifting me off him. "Take off your shorts."

I hooked my thumbs into the waistband but I felt him stop me.

"Do it sexy," he ordered, "Like a stripper,"

I agreed. I wanted to please him. I swayed my hips to an invisible beat, remembering some of my old moves from cheerleading and ran my hands from my neck all the way down my body, cupping my breasts, trailing over my firm, flat stomach before I turned my back to him and bent over at the waist, pulling my shorts and panties down over my ass and down my legs. My little strip tease clearly worked as he yanked me back down, I ground my ass against his dick like a lap dancer before he turned me around to again straddle him, my knees on the armrests of his chair. A thought popped into my head one that, I knew, should be the least of my reasons for not doing what I was about to do but it nevertheless stuck.

"You have a condom, right?" I said

"I don't like using condoms," he said, "You're still going to let me fuck you though."

"Yes daddy." I said, my desire to please overriding any concerns I had. I thought about asking him to pull out when he came but I knew it would have no effect. He was going to come wherever he wanted and I'd take his cum gratefully however he wanted to give it to me.

He pulled me towards him, positioning his big cock below me. Even with my long legs and elevated position he had to push himself down in his chair to get the big cockhead in line with the entrance to my dripping wet cunt. I gave him one last look before I let myself sink down.

It was enormous. Otherworldly. None of the other cocks I'd had inside me came close. I felt spread open and yet completely full all at once. My pussy lubricating like mad trying to ease its massive entry.

"Too big, oh fuck, too big." I moaned

"You'll take it," he said and I pushed myself further. I looked down. It felt like I had a baseball bat inside me but there was still at least six inches not inside me. I sank down further, groaning as I did. Every inch that I took seemed like the last, like there was no way that my cunt could take any more but then I would feel myself get wetter and another inch would slip inside. My whole body was on fire.

"Oh god daddy, I love your big dick so much." I groaned.

"I know you do, you little slut," he said, the strain in his own voice evident, "the second you walked in the room this morning I knew you would be bouncing on it today."

The pain I was feeling at being stretched wide increased, I did what I could to spread wide, relying on some of the gymnastics I'd taken and eventually I felt my journey end. My pelvis came to rest on my father's, the entire cock stuffed into my cunt.

"Oh god, daddy, I did it. Your whole cock is in my cunt and it feels so incredible." I said. It did. Some of the pain was giving way to pleasure and it was a sort of pleasure I'd never felt before. Bigger and greater and more intense.

"Then you should say thank you."

"Oh god thank you daddy. Thank you for this magnificent cock. Thank you for putting it in me." I said, near delirious. I meant it. I was so, so grateful that I had the kind of father who wouldn't deny his daughter his magnificent, glorious dick.

I rolled my hips and groaned. However good his dick felt in me it felt even better as it pushed inside and withdrew.

"You've got such a tight little pussy." he grunted, "I'm sorry I haven't been fucking it for months."

"Me too, oh god, me too." I agreed.

As I slid back down again, I felt him grab a hold of my hips and keep me pressed against him, even as I tried to raise up. I whined in frustration and looked pleadingly into his eyes.

"I'm going to start fucking you now, you little slut." he said, "And while I do, I'm going to want to hear you talk about how much you like it and how much you like me and how good of a girl you're going to be from now on."

I nodded. He pumped. Almost without thinking the words spilled from my mouth as our bodies collided.

"Oh fuck me daddy, it's so amazing, you're so amazing. You've got the biggest best dick in the whole fucking world."

"I thought you didn't like me." he said, a grin on his face as he began pumping harder.

"I'm sorry daddy, I didn't know. I didn't know how incredible you are." I screamed as I felt his big dick batter me into senselessness. I kissed him, madly but he didn't seem interested in my kisses, he wanted to hear my words.

"It's more than just a crush then?"

I struggled. I didn't know what he was getting at and my brain was being overwhelmed by the sensation being caused by the monstrous cock in my cunt. Then, like a bolt, it hit me. It was something I'd sworn I'd never say but as soon as I knew he wanted to hear it I said it.

"I love you daddy, I love you so much. I'm in love with you. You're the best fucking father in the whole world." I groaned, knowing I didn't mean it in any meaningful sense but it being something he wanted enough. He heard my words and they seemingly had an effect as he began fucking me harder, my own bouncing being met with his thrusts as he gripped my tits harshly. I was close to cumming, I knew, what felt like a massive orgasm from deep inside me and being on that razor's edge caused me to go off completely

"I fucking love it daddy, I love you. I'll do whatever you want. You can fuck me whenever you want, again and again. In front of mom, in front of anyone, outside. I'll drop to my knees and you can stick your incredible dick in me.