Not a Slut - Sex Stories

Not a Slut

... open, one hand on the camera and the other down her panties. I looked down at him, holding his dick and starting to push it toward my pussy hole. “Daddy! Daddy wait, you promised!” “Sorry, baby, it just feels too good. It’s not my fault, your hot little cunt is trying to make me go in. It wants it, its wet for it.” He let his butt twitch forward, and I grunted as I felt his first push to try to get inside of my incredibly tight pussy. “But… ungh… But if you keep doing that you’re going to pop my cherry and take my virginity. Your daughter’s virginity! You’ll break my cherry!” Elle looked out from behind the camera, breathing heavily. “Daddy’s just jerking his cock off, it’s your slutty cunt that wants him inside of it.” I rolled my eyes. That didn’t make any sense! Here I was, laying still on the bed while he tried his damndest to squeeze the head of his cock into me. How was this my fault? But I just had to remember that he wasn’t trying to have sex with me. This was just him needing to jack off. At least, I tried to remember that. It was hard when he was forcing my legs to go around his back and wiggling the head of his cock right up against my virginity. “Daddy, please don’t put it in. I know this is just a fantasy, but if you pop my cherry then it isn’t a fantasy anymore. I only have one cherry, and I want to save it!” That got through to him! He stopped, nodding solemnly, then started to push my legs back down, just about to withdraw from me. “Sorry, baby, I just got ...

... carried away. Of course I won’t pop your cherry, I’m sorry I--” But from the corner of my eye, I saw Elle swing her hand back, then swing it forward as hard as she could, smacking Daddy right on the ass. Before either of us knew it, he thrust forward. It was in! The head of my daddy’s penis was officially inside of me. I didn’t know if that counted as my cherry popping, but it certainly felt uncomfortable. Not painful, like I expected, but I felt weird and full. He grunted as he started to push more inside, but I was just too tight, he couldn’t make it budge. “Sorry, honey, it’s too late. Daddy couldn’t take it out now even if he wanted to. But I need to go in, so I need you to need you to rub your clit.” “What?” I asked, in a daze. My pussy was throbbing, my mind was racing. My virginity was gone. A boy was inside me. My own father was fucking me.” “I’m going to need you to masturbate so Daddy can get more of his dick inside you.” “But…” I breathed, heavily. “I… I don’t want you inside me. And I never masturbated before.” “Come on, baby, help Daddy out, do Daddy a favor.” Elle walked over and reached out and grasped my hand, bringing it to my clit and starting to rub it in circles. And so, I started masturbating for the first time ever, as my own father tried to wriggle his cock inside of me and impregnate me. I glanced over at Elle, capturing the whole thing on camera, grinning like an idiot, using her hand to make me rub my own clitoris. “Mmh, that’s it, baby,” Dad groaned, ...