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Father Figure
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- Sep 21, 2015
He didn't want it to end.
He knew it was going to if he kept fucking her at this relentless pace, with how tight and warm his angel's young little cunt felt wrapped around his huge prick. He understood that if he kept pushing, if he kept slamming down into her, that it was going to be over in a matter of moments with the spill of some huge load of seed deep inside of her. No, that was not what he wanted, not yet. He groaned as he felt her moan against him, her cries and trembling words driving him insane as she fought and pushed against his chest. There was no possibility he could convince himself that this was consensual, no possible way he could ever fucking reconcile that this was something she had wanted. He was raping her. She might be getting off on it, her body betraying her in her moment of vulnerability underneath him, but he could see the tears that slowly dripped down her beautiful face as she tried to accept what was happening. He could see the sorrow in her eyes and he knew right then and there that she had never been more beautiful in his sight, never been more perfect.
He hated himself for loving this. He leaned down, pausing in his strokes inside of her, keeping himself nice and deep as he kissed her cheek softly. His hand moved to grip her hair, jerking her head just slightly so he could turn her and taste...that was what he wanted to do, he wanted to taste those tears, and his tongue came out to trace along her skin slowly...the saltiness of that broken innocence slaking his own terrible thirst and he gave a small moan of his own at this point. That sick lust pulsed deep within him, making his cock twitch inside of his little girl, and he had to flex his ass to keep from cumming inside of her. He traced his tongue along her skin before kissing her once more on the nose and he whispered..."Turn over baby."
She could fight but there was little she could do to stop a grown man, especially not one as built as her father happened to be. He slowly slid out of her, his cock dripping with the wet cream of her pussy and the precum that had dribbled and mingled with her sex. Leaning back he looked down at that conquest, giving a small smirk as if he was admiring his handiwork, like he was some kind of artist taking the time to appreciate the ravaged young hole of his daughter and he reached out to take hold of her little body. He jerked her, flipping her over, forcing her into position so he could mount her from behind. His hands forced her down, shoving her shoulders so that she was flush against the bed, his legs coming to either side of hers to keep her nice and tight as he took her. He angled that dick down and up between her thighs, finding that slick slit and entering her once more with gasp at how fucking tight she was.
The true victory was going to be making her cum. The true moment when his little girl would give in completely was going to be when he brought her pleasure. He knew that deep down, he had to make damned sure of that fact, because if he left her unfulfilled after he had his way then he was sure that she would not be returning into his arms. Would it lead to something worse, maybe, probably not...shame might keep her quiet. But completion, that might bring her to Daddy's bed. His body ached as he lowered against her, the heavy weight of him keeping her from going far as his arms wrapped round her. Like he cared about her, like he loved her. One arm came across her shoulders, gripping her, while the other slid up and underneath to press fingers against her sex...to slowly work that hard clit, making damned sure she was going nowhere as he kept that prick buried inside of her squirming little hole. There was no way he could move, if he even dared to do so he was going to cum, he had to wait...had to be patient and wait for her. His voice was hard, encouraging, thick with his own lust as he demanded into her ear..."Cum for Daddy, cum on his cock."
He knew it was going to if he kept fucking her at this relentless pace, with how tight and warm his angel's young little cunt felt wrapped around his huge prick. He understood that if he kept pushing, if he kept slamming down into her, that it was going to be over in a matter of moments with the spill of some huge load of seed deep inside of her. No, that was not what he wanted, not yet. He groaned as he felt her moan against him, her cries and trembling words driving him insane as she fought and pushed against his chest. There was no possibility he could convince himself that this was consensual, no possible way he could ever fucking reconcile that this was something she had wanted. He was raping her. She might be getting off on it, her body betraying her in her moment of vulnerability underneath him, but he could see the tears that slowly dripped down her beautiful face as she tried to accept what was happening. He could see the sorrow in her eyes and he knew right then and there that she had never been more beautiful in his sight, never been more perfect.
He hated himself for loving this. He leaned down, pausing in his strokes inside of her, keeping himself nice and deep as he kissed her cheek softly. His hand moved to grip her hair, jerking her head just slightly so he could turn her and taste...that was what he wanted to do, he wanted to taste those tears, and his tongue came out to trace along her skin slowly...the saltiness of that broken innocence slaking his own terrible thirst and he gave a small moan of his own at this point. That sick lust pulsed deep within him, making his cock twitch inside of his little girl, and he had to flex his ass to keep from cumming inside of her. He traced his tongue along her skin before kissing her once more on the nose and he whispered..."Turn over baby."
She could fight but there was little she could do to stop a grown man, especially not one as built as her father happened to be. He slowly slid out of her, his cock dripping with the wet cream of her pussy and the precum that had dribbled and mingled with her sex. Leaning back he looked down at that conquest, giving a small smirk as if he was admiring his handiwork, like he was some kind of artist taking the time to appreciate the ravaged young hole of his daughter and he reached out to take hold of her little body. He jerked her, flipping her over, forcing her into position so he could mount her from behind. His hands forced her down, shoving her shoulders so that she was flush against the bed, his legs coming to either side of hers to keep her nice and tight as he took her. He angled that dick down and up between her thighs, finding that slick slit and entering her once more with gasp at how fucking tight she was.
The true victory was going to be making her cum. The true moment when his little girl would give in completely was going to be when he brought her pleasure. He knew that deep down, he had to make damned sure of that fact, because if he left her unfulfilled after he had his way then he was sure that she would not be returning into his arms. Would it lead to something worse, maybe, probably not...shame might keep her quiet. But completion, that might bring her to Daddy's bed. His body ached as he lowered against her, the heavy weight of him keeping her from going far as his arms wrapped round her. Like he cared about her, like he loved her. One arm came across her shoulders, gripping her, while the other slid up and underneath to press fingers against her sex...to slowly work that hard clit, making damned sure she was going nowhere as he kept that prick buried inside of her squirming little hole. There was no way he could move, if he even dared to do so he was going to cum, he had to wait...had to be patient and wait for her. His voice was hard, encouraging, thick with his own lust as he demanded into her ear..."Cum for Daddy, cum on his cock."