Taking My Daughter Sabine Ch. 7 - Sex Stories

Taking My Daughter Sabine Ch. 7

Chapter 7

"Goddamn it Dad, you fucking pervert!" Sabine screamed after slamming the front door when she got home.

I had been dozing on the sofa, but stuck my head up and said sarcastically, "Nice to see you too sweetheart."

She charged over, shaking with rage as she cried, "Why did you have to fuck Mary-Beth?!"

"She came on to me!" I countered innocently. "What was I supposed to tell her? Sabine wouldn't like it?!"

"I'm your coach! It's inappropriate!" she insisted angrily, slurring her speech slightly. "Whatever you like, but you didn't have to fuck her!"

"Are you drunk?!" I demanded.

"No way!" she wailed. "You don't get to lecture me after you fucked Mary-Beth!"

"Okay, fair dues." I replied with a sigh. "But she would have just kept running girls at me until I gave it to one of you. Tell me I'm wrong."

"Well, I..." she trailed off because she knew I was right.

"What if she'd sent you after me?" I asked pointedly. "Would you have preferred that?"

She was just drunk enough that she couldn't entirely hide her true feelings so she looked at me longingly for a moment, biting her bottom lip before shaking her head and insisting, "No! Of course not! I mean ew, gross."

But it wasn't very convincing.

It was now obvious to me that my little girl wanted Daddy's cock, and I decided right there that I was going to do whatever had to do to give it to her.

I probably should've been worried about Sabine turning me in, telling her mum, or ...

... something, but I wasn't.

She was smart enough to know the consequences of that wouldn't be good for anyone.

Besides she also knew, probably better than me, that Mary-Beth was a slapper.

She was definitely the kind of girl who was used to getting any cock she wanted, and if she'd wanted mine it wasn't entirely my fault.

Suddenly I found myself wondering if Sabine had been jealous of Mary-Beth for getting fucked by me, or jealous of me for being with Mary-Beth.

"I can't even look at you right now!" she finally said in a huff, storming off to her bedroom and slamming the door.

"That went well." I said out loud to nobody in particular, rolling my eyes.

Truthfully that had gone as well as could be expected, and realistically it put my one step closer to achieving my goal.

Mary-Beth and the team however would prove to be even more instrumental to getting my cock into my daughter's sweet pussy.

Of course Mary-Beth and I had many more "strategy meetings" and besides pumping my cock into her juicy pussy I also pumped her for information.

Of course I asked about their "team building exercises" and despite what I already knew about her I was still surprised at how cleverly she'd manipulated her team into bonds of loyalty.

They were practically a cult.

She used shared experiences that she'd engineered with drink, drugs, petty crime, and of course sex.

Besides being an unusually horny young girl who clearly reveled in her own sexuality she also clearly ...