his not so l i t t l e girl [ mintie x knux ]

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Teenage girls were the devil. Any single parent would agree, specifically once said teenage girl reached the age that most would define as their teenage years, and this one in particular was no exception. No, upon her seventeenth birthday, she had taken a step into what would become a spiral of things that her father was not happy to hear about, his bright smiling little girl now a mischievous grinning teenager with not so great intentions. Still bright and clever as always, now she used that to her advantage, wriggling out of situations like a little sneak or using daddy's leverage to get her out of it. Her father would never punish her, no not how she wanted him to. Yet still, she pressed at every single button of his until she found her most favorite, having noticed it one day upon arriving home from a practice, her tight little body wearing merely a sports bra and a pair of shorts that fit her like a glove, she had watched him stare at her body with so much want that it was only the tip of the iceberg. She'd slept with boys, had them deliberately tossed out by her father, just so he could catch glimpses of his little girl in such a predicament, or catch her in a towel, stepping through the house from a shower.

This teenage girl knew what she was doing, and she knew what she wanted from these flings with these needle dicked boys, because she had a bigger picture, a bigger investment. Currently though, the pretty girl was on her knees, the light on the hallway table illuminating the sight that was something that no parent, none the less a father would want to see. The pretty pink lace of her panties exposed as the hem of her dress was raised just by how she sat on her knees with her legs spread just slightly, the sight was just another distraction until you heard the wet sound of sucking coming from Delilah's mouth, affectionately called Lily. Curls of blonde loosely falling over her shoulders, the curls matched the rhythm of her bobbing head, the groans of the teenage boy filling the hallway. She hadn't even let them get into her bedroom before Lily had started on him, the alcohol in her system making her a bit bolder, C cup offering a wonderful view for the male above as he dug his hand into her hair. " Fucking shit Lil, " She could almost see the male gulp down another moan as he tried to speak again, " You sure your dad's not coming home tonight? "

Just the thought caused her to work him harder, mouth caving in all the more as she felt him rub against the back of her throat. Oh her father was definitely coming home tonight, knowing he would be in late, but Lily knew he would be home, and he would walk in to seeing his little baby girl on her knees. And God, the thought of him arriving just in time to see this little prick cum in her mouth made her work him harder, feeling his hand grab at her hair as he hunched over just slightly.

 

[ShadowKnux372]

The low rumble of a car pulling into the driveway sounded outside the home, the engine quiet enough that anyone within the home would be none the wiser of anyone driving up, of the sound of a door being open and shut, letting out the single occupant and owner of the car, briefcase clutched tightly in his grip. Gregory was a man who enjoyed a well-to-do lifestyle, born of the hard work in rising the corporate ladder, not resting until he sat at one of the highest positions in his company. With the money and notoriety that came with the position, though, came the risk of long shifts like this one, overseeing the finer details of the business with a fine-tooth comb, as well as the risk of coming home to find something unpleasant within.

His daughter Delilah, little Lily, had always been the loving, adorable daughter he always imagined having when he entertained thoughts of family, and his hard work to provide for himself and the family meant she had grown up with plenty of privilege. Christmas and birthdays came laden with presents, and a respectable allowance, coupled with a fairly pliable willpower in Gregory's early years of fatherhood, meant she would have money to spare whenever some new movie came out, or a wonderful new dress or bits of jewelry were spotted and desired. As the years went by, however, the relationship changed between them. Little girls stay young and sweet like sugar for only so long, before they begin to show more of their spice.

Once Lily had become a teenager, Gregory had found himself the single father to a feisty and troublesome young woman. Parties, drinking, boys...all the typical marks of a growing teenager going wild. All the normal attitudes of rebellious teenagers Gregory could handle, but there was one issue that had developed quickly and spiraled out of control as Lily grew: a wanton lust that burgeoned within him, aimed directly at her. At first he had thought his brain and body were acting out against him, playing on his tiredness from long days at work, or on his lengthy time without a woman of his own, ever since Delilah's mother had left the picture. No amount of denying or trying to shrug it off worked, however...this thirty-something man was craving the young, nubile body of his own flesh and blood, with a desire so strong it was almost bestial, requiring much of his willpower just to resist base impulses.

Delilah's actions made things no easier. As her body grew more and more shapely and sensual, she grew prouder and prouder with showing it off, roaming through the house at all hours of the day in various states of undress. How many times Gregory had to drop an activity to hastily find a moment of private time in the bathroom because Lily had decided to prance around in only a towel or her undergarments? He'd lost track by now. Perhaps more damning to his own waning resistance to her wiles was the seeming enjoyment she had in putting him in this situations, reveling in her own sexuality. It had gotten to the point that, time and time again, Gregory had come home to hear the sounds of sex sounding out from one room or another, anywhere from her room, to the kitchen, to the den, even to his own room once or twice.

Gregory's slow trudge to the door was as quiet as always, the silent turning of the knob as he used the key to unlock the front door, granting him access to the one place he should be able to relax in, the one sanctuary that was his. Unceremoniously, he dropped his briefcase next to the coat rack, setting his coat on one of the points to hang it as he let out a soft sigh. Slowly, he scanned the room, noting that neither in the kitchen and living room, both immediately viewable from the doorway, did his daughter appear to be. At this late hour of the evening, she was certain to be home somewhere, and it was best for the man's nerves to find out what she was up to before he considered resting.

It was when he was climbing the stairs to the second-floor hallway that he became aware of some noise rising above the silence of his home. He stopped halfway up the steps, his pace slowing as his ears focused harder on the sound. Heavy breathing...sharp, wet sounds...and then the low moan of a young male. Even before he surreptitiously turned his head around the corner at the top of the stairs, he knew what sight he would see. Little Lily, once so pure and innocent, now on her knees, pink panties exposed and hugging her pert backside smoothly, her mouth planted on the crotch of some new teenage punk, sucking him off like a common whore, while the boy trembled from the sensation. Either Lily was that good with her mouth, or the punk barely had any experience or control...Gregory could easily assume both were true. Blood began to pump through the father's body as he turned away, his vision clear of the sight, unnoticed by the participants, but his ears still hearing the low moans and wet, hungry slurps of his daughter. Judging by the sounds, any second the boy would lose it, busting a nut and shooting off a quick load, no doubt.

He stifled a groan of his own as his breathing got heavier. Leaning against a wall himself, his pants had grown tight from the sight, and one hand was going on its own to rub at it. His mind's eye was already painting a sinful picture that replaced the pitiful young boy with a real man, a moving image of his daughter sucking his own cock and tasting a much bigger, and better cock. This went on for a few seconds, before Gregory had to physically grab his groping hand with his other, and pull it away. He was a father, a well-respected man amongst his company and the community...he was not operating a den of sin for his daughter to bring boy after boy into. He would deal with his rampaging libido later; right now he had to eject an unwanted guest.

Turning the corner, his strong hand gave a powerful smack to the corner wall, the sound echoing through the small hallway, and alerting the pair of them to his presence. "Delilah!" his voice thundered, enough force behind each syllable of her name that it bordered on shaking the foundation of his home slightly. His face was red, from the earlier blood pumping downward, but could easily be read as his growing fury at the sight. His sharp brown eyes narrowed and shot daggers at the teen leaning against the wall and until now enjoying an expert cocksucking. "What are you doing with my little Delilah?!" he bellowed, stomping towards the pair of them, towering over either of them with his size and mass.

 

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Of course she knew what she was doing was wrong, it was all wrong. Whether it be because she was in her father's home, so openly letting that pretty little mouth of hers take in every last inch that this boy had to offer or because she knew just what time it would be soon enough. She had thought this over about a million times, fantasized about it while she bent over a table or a counter to reach something, while wearing something tight and form fitting. Fantasized about her dearest father snapping, losing it and pressing her harder against the kitchen counter, thrusting into her and making her cry out because that's the kind of way she should be fucked. Feeling her panties grow wet at her own daydream, she could feel her dear friend tensing up as her head bobbed warmly over him, saliva coating her naturally pouting lips as he gripped her hair now. Half lidded eyes staring up at him as another " Fuck, " slipped from his mouth, his hands were on either side of her head as he began thrusting into her mouth now.

The sound of slurping escalated now, his groans and the soft sounds of her moaning, her throat vibrating around him, dear God he certainly was going to bust. And that he did, the young man hunching over more as he groaned out, releasing her hair just in time for the smack to echo around them, his eyes shot up immediately. Delilah's, however, did not, un-phased as her head moved not once, but twice back down his cock, finally pulling her lips away to let her father see the sticky mess both she and her friend had made. Though the teens were both still slightly drunk, the teenage boy, after shuddering at the after orgasm mouth he had received, shook himself into a standing position, the streamed mixture of both cum and saliva separating finally and laying on his daughter's mouth as he zipped his pants up quickly. " Fucking shit, I - I! Shit! " He stammered, hastily side stepping to avoid being pummeled by Lily's father, he began running with quick haste down the stairs and out of the house, fear being his divine guidance in running.

Though he had tripped over Gregory's suitcase on the way out, he still made it out, Lily hearing the door slam behind him as she sat on her knees. Licking her lips and swallowing like the good girl she had turned into, her eyes looked up at him now as she remained where she was on her knees, sitting back just slightly, " Daddy, " The tone of her voice almost sounded as though she was scolding him for ruining her fun, when she was inwardly hoping that this would only be the beginning, " You're home early. "

 

[ShadowKnux372]

Upon breaching the hallway and making himself known, two events happened in quick succession that Gregory knew would happen. First came the teen reaching his peak, groaning out in orgasmic bliss as his member must have released some sticky semen deep into his little girl's mouth, leaving him a twitching, blissed-out wreck, at least until he noticed the presence of an angry father. Even as blissful as he had been, self-preservation kicked in hard within the boy's instincts, his hands fumbling with his clothes to pull them up, and his legs working hard and fast to get him out of the building. Scowling all the while, Gregory simply let the kid squirm as he ran out in terror, nearly tripping down the stairs in his haste, tumbling over his briefcase and making his way out the door, leaving him alone with his daughter.

Lily, in contrast to her male partner, had a good deal less embarrassment on her face, instead just coolly drinking down what had been given to her, almost making a show of it, as if she was consciously teasing her father with the sight, to make him angry, or perhaps...Whatever the reason, Gregory's chest was pounding, and his blood still felt warm inside him. This wasn't an indignant anger that any normal father would have, though. This was jealousy...envy at the fact that the load she was gulping down didn't come from his own, superior penis. The same feeling once coursed through his veins after finding one too many clues to his ex-wife enjoying a younger man or two for a "visit."

"Delilah. To your room." he said, his voice low and commanding. Whenever he used this serious tone with her, from the early days of her childhood, she knew to obey him, and this was one thing that she, even as teasing and mischievous as she had become, still adhered to in her teenage ears. To make sure she knew to follow, he grabbed her by the shoulder and lifted her to her feet, leading her down the hall to her room, trying not to focus on the light moisture around her lips, or the image of her swallowing down cum that still burned in his mind.

Once they had reached her room, he shut the door behind them, pointing to her bed so she knew where to sit. He stepped forward a bit himself, not looking at her directly as he spoke. "This is the fourth time this month alone, Delilah." he said, his arms at his side, fingers flexing slightly. "Once again, I find you somewhere in the house with a boy, and this time you didn't have the sense to try to hide it. What possesses you to act like this?" he asked, his tone stern. His mind, still focused on the image before, forgot to filter his words from his head to his mouth, and an additional question slipped out of him. "Why do you settle for these dumb little boys?"

 

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Oh what was a man to do when he caught this young thing in the situation she was in. If Gregory was any other man, why he could have long since had Delilah bouncing up and down on his much more superior cock, rather than even bothering to deal with some pencil dicked boy. He could have been watching her from above as she swallowed his cum, and he certainly wouldn't be the bystander in the distance. But here he was, the father of this seemingly devilish girl, stuck in the predicament of punishing her while he himself would rather be any other man. Delilah's half lidded eyes ventured toward her father now, eyes taking in the sight of the fuming man before letting them venture down, down until they reached the bulge in his pants. And there it was, that pleasant little smirk of hers that she had grown so fond of using when it came down to her beloved daddy.

Hands on her thighs as she remained on the floor until he moved toward her, his tone easily told her to get moving, shifting slightly only to have his impatient grasp pull her up and guide her. Licking her lips again gently as she almost stumbled into her room on her heels, soon the blonde was sitting on her bed, eyes following her pacing father with a nearly blank expression. Was that the alcohol or was his little girl plotting something again? His second question caught Delilah for a moment, perking a brow up just slightly as she slid her shoes off her feet, the hem of her dress still beyond above where it should have been, the straps of her dress off her shoulders and her hair in a slightly tangled mess. A sight to see, to say the very least. " I just can't help myself Daddy, " She spoke, pausing to take a soft bite to the flesh of her bottom lip, eyes venturing down before looking back up to him, " I get so. . So riled up that I just have to have someone inside me. "

A part of her had tried her damnedest not to sound so slutty in her words, but Lily knew that telling her father the truth was simply all that it was, eyes again venturing to where she had seen the tent in his pants before speaking again, " You understand, don't you Daddy? "

 

[ShadowKnux372]

It was more than flustering for any parent when their child was barely responsive to any of their directions or discipline. Gregory was being put through a similar situation now that he was dealing with Delilah, barely listening to his directions, needing to be dragged into her room, and being almost expressionless while he did so, or while she was being talked to sternly. There was a hazy look in her eyes...had she been drinking again? Gregory recalled seeing that look before a few times when she was buzzed, but he hadn't seen any alcohol around the house and had yet to get close enough to smell her breath...though at this point it would likely smell of cock and semen, masking some of the scent if there was alcohol to be found.

While the father had paced as he spoke, refusing to look at his little girl as she rested on her bed like this was an ordinary occurrence, no more important than a discussion about daily planning, he finally looked towards her by the time she was speaking, her dress barely changed from before, her dress teasing with the imminent viewing of her panties again, her hair a mess and her dress falling off. His gaze locked on her, almost against his will, and if looking away might have saved him some shame by allowing his bulging pants to shrink to normal, he was now doomed to staying stiff within.

The sound of her voice pulled him out of his haze, just in time to hear what it was she was actually saying. What she was saying was so direct and filthy, coming from someone who was once so pure to him. What caught him off-guard, however, even more than her words, carrying an element of teasing to them, was the quick flicker of her eyes. At first he thought it was a trick of his eyes, his lust making him imagine things that weren't happening. He wouldn't have hallucinated the sight twice, however, and her eyes had definitely flicked downward twice, looking directly at where he was bulging.

Something was snapping quickly inside Gregory's head, and it was likely his self-restraint. He found himself nodding, his voice speaking, as if it was coming from someone else, even though he knew the words were what he wanted to say. "Yes, Delilah...I understand what you mean. A person has needs, after all. It's natural to want to sate those needs..." he said slowly, carefully and slowly approaching closer to his little girl, hands shaking just slightly at what he was about to do.

"You're not the only one with needs, however, Delilah." he said, his voice sharpening slightly, and his hands traveled to his pants, to the button, and the zipper...."Someone else here has needs, and if you're so eager to sleep with little boys to sate yours..." he said, pulling the zipper down and then his clothes, releasing his mammoth manhood into the air, holding it right in front of Delilah's face. "Then it's time you stopped settling for those limp-dick little boys, and tried out what a real man is like." he finished, his words hot and sharp, his cock floating right in front of her face, letting the smell of his manly scent assault her senses.

 

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Just like any daddy's girl knew, there were way to breaking down a father, ways to make him do what you wanted and ways of getting out of trouble. Delilah was no fool in knowing she could play those cards, knowing she could flip that switch, but there was something different about this time. Here was his seventeen year old daughter, her hair a mess and her mouth even messier, telling him the sort of girl she had become as if he already didn't see it for himself. As if he hadn't just watched her suck down cum that had been shot into her mouth by some teenage punk, there was a hushed part of her that knew he was jealous, knew he was pissed off because it wasn't him to do such a thing. Jealousy was what she was basing her teases on, watching that look flash in his eyes as she so honestly explained what she felt, one of her hands warmly moving over her thighs as she sat, with the occasional dip toward her inner skin. There was something in that look in her father's eyes, something that she had been patiently waiting for, patiently pushing the rise. Oh how she wanted to reach out and stroke him through his pants, to pull him out through the zipper and let him ravage her tight pussy.

A faint shiver washing over her skin, Lilah looked up at him as he began to speak again, stepping toward her now with a new understanding of the needs she had, a new realization of what his daughter was capable of and what she wanted. Did he understand? Watching where his shaky hands fell, Delilah's smirk had found its way to her face when he undid his pants, her hands again smearing over her warm skin, her eyes didn't dare pull away from the main event, even as his pants and underwear were cast aside, she licked gently at her already wet lips. The scent did in fact fill her nose, her eyes closing as she smiled softly, her hand reaching out and taking an affectionate grip to the base of her father's cock, looking up at him now as let her lips gently smear against his length. " All those little boys, " Delilah began, her voice soft as her tongue moved over the meaty muscle, stroking warmly from where her hand gripped to the base, her eyes never once left his, " Were practice for my Daddy. " Delilah only called him such a name on special occasions, when she needed something or was being scolded, though now it only seemed fitting to call him her favorite pet name. Especially now, as she let her full lips settle at the tip of his cock, tongue swirling over it as though it were a piece of candy that she craved to get to the center of.

 

[ShadowKnux372]

There stood Gregory, his pants and underwear dropped to the floor, his manhood standing out, engorged with all the arousal his body could possibly fill it with at this point, right in front of his own flesh and blood, her height while sitting on the bed just perfect to be face-to-face with his member, which throbbed just slightly with need. He had nothing to hide now, no morals or inhibitions to listen to. All that mattered at the moment was his manhood, sating its raging desire, and using his sultry young daughter as the means to please him.

Her reaction was as good as he could have hoped for...better, even. Any normal teenage girl would react in sheer disgust and horror at this sort of thing happening, coming from their father, and would have resulted in a terrible scandal and incarceration for Gregory. Not Delilah, however. His darling daughter instead reached out and took his length into her hands, soft and slender, curling around his thickness just perfectly, caressing his flesh and pleasuring them simply by touching him. His previously serious and slightly uncertain expression was already melting away, now curling into a smile, seeing that his advances were far from unwelcome.

Her words inflamed him even further, filling him with a sense of triumph and perverse pride, if she was really telling the truth, and in this sort of situation, what would she gain by lying and accepting his advances? No, those subtle movements, that playful mannerisms...even the amount of times he caught her in the midst of sexual situations, alone or with another boy...it was all to push him and prod him, his attempts at hiding that burning desire inside him apparently not completely successful, enough leaking through that his daughter had seen, and reciprocated, now leading to consummation.

"Daddy" was now being treated to the beginning of a fantastic oral experience, the warm, sticky feeling of her lips indescribable on his member, her tongue teasing and circling around the thick mushroom-top head of his dick, the same one that had once created her. "Oh, yeah? Little Lily was practicing for Daddy, hmm?" he said, his smirk curving upward more as his voice was low and throaty with his current lust. "Then it's time to clean you up a little. I need to wash the taste of that little punk out of your mouth." he said, one of his strong hands reaching to the back of her soft locks, his palm sinking down to the back of her head, pushing her face forward and further down his cock, letting more and more of his length and thickness sink into her moist lips, seeing just how deep his little girl could take a real man.

 

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It certainly wasn't an ordinary sight, at least not from this perspective, as there had been numerous times when Gregory had walked in and heard a sound no father should ever have to hear. But, they had all been done with a purpose, a decision made to screw with her father, to rile him up so badly that he lost all desire to sit on the sidelines while his little girl got pumped into by some little cock that she wouldn't even remember the name of in a week. Delilah didn't give a flying shit about those boys, and made it clear the next time that she saw them that they were nothing, treating them like she were a frat boy and they were some simple, idiot pledge willing to do whatever she asked them. And fortunately for Lilah being a hot piece of ass, they didn't ask questions. They just did what she wanted them to do until she discarded them like tissues. Here and now was the prize, or at least getting damn near it, especially with his massive member wagging in front of her, Delilah had been patient in waiting, patient in building up her father's emotions and sex drive. She knew he was a lone type of man, aside from the occasional girlfriend, he would never fuck them the way he always knew he wanted to fuck his daughter.

And Delilah was going to take advantage of that, just like she did with everything else with her father. This time though, it would be of great benefit to him. " All for Daddy, " Delilah repeated up to him, her eyes were almost begging for him to do exactly what he said. Wipe the taste out of her mouth, she wanted it filled with her father's cock, and ultimately his cum. Her well practiced mouth began sucking him in with the push of his hand, feeling the thick head of his member sink into her throat with only a faint gasp of air before she easily regained her composure. She would be damned if she gagged up the cock she worked so hard for.

 

[ShadowKnux372]

After all the time that had been spent holding himself back, Gregory wasn't going to let the opportunity to let go pass him by. If his daughter was so sinful that she had been long craving the same taboo desires he had been trying to hard to restrain, then she was going to have to put up with the results of an older gentleman with repressed desires, and what happens when the dam on those wants finally bursts.

Watching his cock disappear into Delilah's mouth, he let out a little groan, as the tightness wrapped around him, her tongue swirling all about as he forced her to take him deeper...deeper...she only needed a short little intake of air before she was able to take him even further. Truly, Lily had some fantastic cocksucking skills. He planned to capitalize on that as much as possible. His hand pushed her further down, until he was completely inside her, the upper parts of his cock reaching into her throat, throbbing around the tunnel, as he let his daughter's face rest right against his loins, the scent and taste flooding her senses from being held there. Another groan left him, a louder one as he allowed himself to let the pleasure wash over him. He was getting sucked off by his own daughter, and it felt fantastic. Far beyond any of the sex he had had with his own wife, or the few girlfriends he managed to latch onto for short flings.

Releasing the pressure on her head for a moment, he pulled back and let her lips slide back up his cock, wet sticky sounds emitting from the pull, before pumping her back up quickly. This was no mere blowjob, where the woman controlled her every action and rhythm; this was Gregory, beginning to fuck her mouth with his adult rod, his fingers curling and grasping more of her soft hair to further his control over her rhythm. "That's it, Delilah..." he growled, grinning down at that once-innocent face, contorted now into something so much more sexual and erotic. "Take all of Daddy...Daddy's gonna deep-clean your mouth, until he's all you can taste. You like that?" he asked, chuckling as another hand went to her head and began to pump her.

There he stood, using her face like a sexual toy, growling and grunting at the sensations, listening to the lewd, sticky sounds her mouth could make wrapped around his cock. His gaze locked on her face to see how she enjoyed being treated in such a way, not just for her sexual preferences, but to see how it felt to be treated such a way by her own father. While watching her, he picked up the pace, steadily and quickly pulling her head back and forth over his thick dick, his breath getting heavier. He had held back so often, and it felt so good now, that he couldn't wait to reach his rapidly approaching release, and watch her finally swallow down a real man's cum...his cum.

 

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Yes. This was exactly what she wanted, exactly the desire she knew her father possessed for his not so innocent, and certainly not so little, girl. The mouth on his little girl caved in just slightly, offering him a teasing moment of closed in, tight space as she lustfully kept eye contact with him, her nose pressed against his skin, she could smell the faint smell of cologne under a hard day at the office. Oh how many times she had wanted to make it all feel better for him, but she couldn't. Instead Delilah resulted in stressing him out, making him realize his fantasies before making him put up with them being reenacted by his daughter and some moron, and while she would rather be screaming out his name, the girl had to put on a good show. But now was the real time to shine, the real time to show her father what she had learned, how it was paying off. Like a good girl, bringing him her report card so to speak. Feeling him grip into her blonde curls tighter, one of her hands gently veered upward, taking in the hot saliva and precum that helped her mouth glide over him as he rocked back into her face.

That same hand going to gently grip the heavy, waiting for release, balls that slapped against her chin gently, opening her mouth just a little bit wider so he could hear her moans being muffled by the sound of his cock reaching the back of her throat. He could see the spit, glistening on both his cock and her lips, her heavy breasts rising and falling beneath the sight as the occasional drip of liquids fell onto her breasts. Moans getting all the louder, just to amplify that noise, to make sure her daddy remembered, that this was what Lilah wanted, and this was what she had saved up for.

 

[ShadowKnux372]

It was too incredible, this stimulation. What man could resist this kind of treatment, this kind of loving and heated blowjob, whether it came from a cheap whore or their own flesh and blood? No, Gregory was far beyond caring about the taboos involved with doing such a thing with his little Delilah, watching his entire length vanish into her mouth, her eyes alight with mischief and lust even as he used her like a sex toy, her moans tingling against his ears and making him crave the sound of more, loader and more filthy moans. If his daughter was no longer such a sweet and innocent girl, he might as well indulge himself in her eroticism, see just how much of a dirty, father-fucking teen she was.

First things first, however, Gregory needed to focus on his impending release. With both hands gripping her curls firmly, pumping her face over his length and allowing her as much breath as necessary, her hands teasing at his balls and churning the sperm within, her saliva coating him thoroughly...he was ready. "Delilah....Delilaaah..." he groaned, his voice a guttural growl of pleasure, as he pumped her a little more, his manhood throbbing in the imminent release. It was traveling up his body, sheer will keeping him from exploding for just a moment longer, making the machinations of her tongue and tight, hot mouth last even a second longer. He couldn't stave it off forever, unfortunately, and with another loud groan of her name, he pulled her close, letting his cock reach her throat again as he burst, thick streams of cum traveling straight down her throat. "Ohh..." he groaned, pulling back as he came, making good on his promise to clean her palate, by filling up her mouth proper with his creamy white juices, splattering on her tongue and the walls of her mouth. He didn't release her from his grip until he was certain he had no more cum to give for her to swallow, at least from this orgasm, his rod slipping out with a pop, bouncing about as it remained hard and thick, coated with the combined sticky juices of cum and saliva.

"How does Daddy taste, Delilah?" Gregory asked with a smirk. He wanted to hear how much superior he was in flavor to those little brats...he wanted to hear his little girl sing his praises over the entire course of the night now. "Once you're done savoring Daddy's cum, take off your clothes." he commanded. "Daddy wants to see his little girl soaked and begging for her father to teach her how real men fuck." he added, his smirk turning into a perverse grin.

 

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To say that Delilah simply wanted the prize that her father was offering, was not enough. It simply wasn't enough for him to cum in her mouth, but Daddy dearest would find that out soon enough, her mouth working him wonderfully and not daring to let go. No, she was going to make him a very happy man, as she knew he hadn't been truly happy in a long time. Sure, she'd watched a few women flounce in here with her father, because he was such a handsome man, big and strong, with a nice, fat cock to be the cherry on top. Just the thought of the woman her father had recently brought home made her mouth work harder, head bob faster and tongue press against him a bit more, eyes almost glaring now as she looked up to him. The guttural sound was exactly what she wanted to hear, but the fun part was when she felt him shoot his load into her mouth, closing her pretty eyes warmly as Delilah drank in the first load shot into the back of her throat.

Her mouth soon full and his cock being so simply pulled away from her mouth, with her eyes closed she tilted her head back, showing him all the cum she had collected like a good girl, before swallowing like an even better girl. All for her daddy. " So good Daddy. " Delilah's words even came out of her like a moan, looking up at him again as she directed his cock to smear over her lips, leaving tender kisses against the sensitive head, " Better than all those boys. Did my practicing work Daddy? " They both knew the answer to that, a soft grin spreading over Delilah's lips. The tipsy blonde shifting back just lightly as he told her to strip for him, she moved back further on her large bed now, fingers grasping at the edges of her dress and pulling it up and over her head. Her breasts immediately freed, with a dress like the one she was wearing, there was no need for a bra, heavy bust bouncing softly as she grinned over to him.

Laying on her back now, the last piece of clothing was barely any at all, the pink lace panties on her lower half, her index fingers hooked into the top, pulling it up smoothly over her bent and raised legs. Teasingly flinging the panties toward him, Delilah's right hand soon found itself nearing her hot, wet sex. " Fuck my tight pussy Daddy, " Rubbing her fingers against her folds now, there lay his little girl, on her back with her legs spread, giving him the view of a lifetime, " See? It's all wet for you. "

 

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To say that this orgasm was the best in his life was hardly an exaggeration for Gregory, feeling the thick seed he hadn't shot anywhere near an actual woman in a long time pool within his own daughter's mouth, the parts he didn't shoot directly down her hungry throat at least, feeling her breath against his cock and her slight movements undulating the sticky coating, saliva and semen mixing around his member, until it was finally time to pull out, watching his not-so-innocent little girl show off the prize he had given, a thick white puddle of cum in her mouth, disposed of down her gullet quick and easy.

He didn't even need to vocalize an answer towards her question of whether her practicing had worked; she had clearly gained enough skill to please any cock to a torrential orgasm, even when her practice dummies probably held no candle to the size and thickness of his own tool. He just smiled and nodded, watching her obey his command about stripping, watching the dress slip above her head and reveal her bouncing, busty tits come into view, two round, perky globes that Gregory couldn't wait to watch bounce like crazy while he was pounding his little girl and making her scream for more.

Once the panties were off, sliding down those shapely legs before flying through the air near him, only made his lusty gaze burn even hotter, watching her spread herself for him, presenting him with a tiny, teenage snatch just ripe for being pounded by a real man, a real cock...her big Daddy's cock. Without even needing to say anything, Gregory all but lunged after his daughter, bringing himself to the bed and hovering over her, his body lining up with hers, as one hand gripped one of her amble breasts between his fingers, squeezing firmly. "You better brace yourself." he warned her, a little bit of playfulness in his voice, before he slammed forward, a low growl of pleasure echoing in his throat as her body clamped down tightly and pleasingly on his cock, now buried balls-deep in his little Delilah.

 

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Making their parent proud was usually any girl's dream really, any child in general, wanted to make their parents happy with whatever they had chosen to do. And though she had essentially put her dear father through a bit of tedium, and essentially a large amount of stress, Delilah wasn't at all unsure of herself. No, just like all the boys she had practiced with, her father was different, but not something foreign to her. No, he was the man who had basically raised her for the majority of her life, and now she wanted to make him a very happy man, so much that she wanted to learn every bit of his cock. She wanted to learn it just enough to make sure he was a very pleased man. Daddy won't need anyone else but me. Rubbing her fingers again through her slit, her fingers spreading her wet folds open as though she were calling out for him without needing to say a word, biting her plush bottom lip and looking up at him.

When he moved to swiftly straddle her body, her legs immediately moved to spread a bit wider, accommodating and welcoming him already to bury himself inside of her. Chest rising and falling as she leaned back against one of her soft pillows, grinning gently as he groped at her breasts and told her to brace herself, one hand settling back against the bed while the other seemed to tease now at both her pussy and his length. Though within no time, the first sound of her unmuffled moans emerged, the blonde's breasts bouncing accordingly from his force, closing her eyes when she felt her hot snatch hold onto him tightly. " Daddy. "