A Father's Property - Sex Stories

A Father's Property

... straight with a sexy arch to her back, long hair flowing down, she shifted her knees slightly. As she did this I saw her smooth, saliva-inducing ass peek out from underneath of her scandalously short skirt. The thought popped into my head, "Mmm, just like I like my pussy. Easy access." I scolded myself for that, just a little bit. Even if it was (or especially because, as my wife would argue) it was my daughter, but I couldn't help it. Even a pervert like me couldn't believe this was happening. When I sat down, my daughter started to reach for my crotch. I looked over at Amber in disbelief as she uncrossed her legs, held up her skirt, and showed me her neatly shaved snatch (just like how my pussy should always be). It was dripping with glistening wetness. She put her skirt back down and crossed her legs once more as I felt the button and zipper on my pants come undone. I realized then that my wife must have told my daughter about the house rules. The first house rule is that daddy needs easy access to the pussy he owns. That means only short dresses and skirts around the house, all the time, no excuses, and the shorter the better. Even when company is over, they may never extend below the knees. ***** As I lay on top of my darling daughter, whose body fills me with lust and longing, I felt her large breasts rub against my chest and her soft skin connect with mine. But it was not enough. I wanted to be connected more than society says is appropriate. I wanted her to be mine ...

... forever, with a bond that could never be broken. We were already connected by virtue of being f****y, but a daughter owes her father proper love in return for what he does for her. Some fathers just want blowjobs from their daughters. They would be happy with this, and if they are good dads, they probably deserve them too. However for Ashley and I, things are different. I love blowjobs, but now, nothing would suffice short of insemination. Then she would be mine forever. We would always be linked by the c***dren I put inside of her. My daughter locked her eyes with mine and said "Please, Daddy, harder." I supported my body with my fists pressing against her bed, as I withdrew almost all the way out, then slammed back in. My daughter moaned. I repeated, over and over again, as she cried out, "Daddy, oh Daddy, give me your baby! Mark me as yours!" ***** I couldn't believe my own daughter was on her knees, taking off my pants. She lovingly kissed and licked, nibbled and sucked. She told me, "A good daughter should properly worship her daddy's cock. Am I a good daughter Daddy?" And with that, she took my cock as far as she could, slightly gagging. I said, "Oh yes, you are my good girl. My perfect little girl. I'll always love you." She was giving me the best head of my life, like she really enjoyed it. I could feel the love and respect shining through her actions. She played with my precum, and made it just how I liked it, sloppy and slow. Well, I like many kinds of blowjobs, but I ...