Britney 04: A Day in Britney's Life - Sex Stories

Britney 04: A Day in Britney's Life

... waste. He leaned them over and placed Britney on her bed, and only when she was horizontal did he finally pull his cock free, groaning at the tight pull of her flesh.

Quickly he grabbed a cushion and used it to prop her hips him. "Daddy needs you to stay like this a little while, okay Britty? I don't want any of daddy's cum dripping out until it's been at least a half hour. Do you understand?"

Britney's eyes were wide but she nodded. "Yes daddy."

"Good girl. When it's time you can come back downstairs, but don't have a shower yet, daddy wants to see it dribbling down your legs." With a quick kiss to her forehead, Trent left his daughter to soak up his cum.

Returning to his office, he called Roger.

"Hey man." Roger answered, it sounded like he was in his car.

"Hey, not bothering you am I?"

"Not at all, I'm just getting home from work." The sound of a car door and an automatic lock punctuated the call.

"Good, how was the rest of your weekend?"

Roger laughed. "It was good, not as good as before I left you though."

Trent grinned. "I'd say that was a successful introduction for our girls."

"I'd say. And that show you two put on." Roger groaned into the microphone. Trent could hear him opening the door to his house, putting down his keys and the like.

"Pretty proud of that one." Trent laughed.

"Yeah man, I haven't stopped thinking about it."

"Fuck, neither have I. It's the tightest hole I've ever felt, I haven't been able to stop fucking ...

... it. Poor girl's starting to walk funny." Trent had fucked Britney's little asshole a handful of times on Sunday. He hadn't let her rest much, though she'd enjoyed some Sunday morning cartoons at least, watching the tv while leaning over the back of the couch as he fucked her ass from behind. But he'd told himself that was it, for the week at least. Besides, he needed to fill her little cunny more than anything. He needed the breeding to take before he shared her. His dad had fucked her, but not too many times and Trent was going to put a stop to it for the rest of the week.

"I don't blame you, you've definitely put a fire under me."

"You're going to pop it soon?"

"Soon enough. In the meantime though," Roger's tone turned more serious, Trent straightened in his desk chair. "I talked to Lacey."

"Did you really?" Trent was surprised, he wasn't sure Roger would've risked it. "What did she say?"

"I didn't tell her we'd done anything yet, just tested the waters, told her I'd heard of people who used their daughters like that when they were young, that it made them ready for adulthood."

"Hmm, that's a good way of raising the notion, I suppose." Trent was hesitant, he didn't know where this was going. "And?"

"And she was fucking fine with it!" Roger barked out a laugh. "Said we could talk about it some more but she was open to the idea."

Trent's eyes bulged, his mouth hung open. "No fucking way!"

"I know, I can't believe it either--told me she had something ...