Daddy, I'm Sorry! (Tyr x Katy1008)

[Tyr]

Mark worked his ass off, everyday trying to make a living for himself and his daughter Harley, while also putting her through college. Being a mechanic wasn’t a way to get rich, but he earned a decent living. After his wife died, he’d made a commitment that he would do everything and anything to help raise his daughter so she’d have a great loving home, while he tried to be the perfect dad. No he wasn’t the perfect human being, he’d gotten into his share of trouble, especially when he was younger, but he’d turned it around, and was careful to not to get caught if he did something he wasn’t supposed too. A little wisdom with age. After the death of his wife, he’d passed on having any serious relationships, for fear of them interfering with his relationship with his daughter. On occasion he had time for an encounter or a tryst, but those had always been far away from his house and daughter. Mostly because his sexual proclivity wasn’t exactly the type you shared with a young innocent daughter around.


Now something had happened that shocked him, a tool rep had come by the shop, and had shown him a series of photos he taken from his son’s phone showing some slut his son and friends had been banging. The slut's pussy being stuffed from behind, her hair covering her face as she wolfed down cock, and so much more. Now there would have been nothing wrong with it, except the last few pictures had the slut's face splattered in cum, and looking back at the camera or cell phone smiling was his very own daughter. As soon as he got the tool rep out of the shop, he headed home, as school was out and his daughter was supposed to be home studying. They’d decided she’d live at home while going to college to save money.

He would have pulled into his driveway, but there were two cars, both tricked up older cars, which further put a pit in his stomach as they looked like the standard teenager/jock cars. Still he parked in the street and walked up to his house, he hadn’t even gotten to the door and heard not only his daughter squeal but other voices, and the words coming through the open window were shocking.

Oh fuck, you suck cock so good, damn Mikey you were so right about her.

I told you Paul she loves cock. You should feel how tight this pussy is.

 

[Katy1008]

Harley had intended to work. She had a US History paper on the Civil War that needed to be finished but she’d done all the research and it hasn’t been difficult. She’d had breakfast with her dad and then having kissed him goodbye, she’d had every intention of just sitting down and pushing through. She was 19 years old and in her first year of college. She was a bright kid and probably going to be a school teacher...that’s where her primary career focus had been for about the last year. She’d thought about law school but she was realistic ... she probably wasn’t quite that bright. And her dad had said that the world didn’t need any more lawyers whereas good teachers were important. She was 5’7 with an athletic frame and some nice curves in the right places. She’d played soccer since she was 10 and has been captain of the high school team. That had given her a partial scholarship to get to college and her dad was working his ass off to pay the rest.

The road to hell is paved with good intentions though. And that was very much how her day had gone. She got quite a bit of work done in the morning but then at lunchtime she;d gotten a text message from Mikey. It was a typical message. A picture of his hard cock and a “missing you” message. She’d been out with Mikey three or four times. They weren’t dating or anything; he was an okay fuck though. Harley liked getting fucked. She liked fucking. She imagined her dad might have a heart attack if he ever found out how much she liked it. Truth was she’d had quite the reputation in high school and was already building one in college. Harley smiled at the text but replied saying she was trying to get her essay finished and he was definitely distracting. That had then been the start of a long text exchange with Harley finally relenting and telling him he could come round. She didn’t know that he was bringing a friend - someone she’d never met before. When Mikey had pulled into the drive a second beat up old car had pulled in behind him. She’d let Mikey in and they gone along to the kitchen where Harley was introduced to Paul. As she made coffee, Mikey talked about her... where they’d met, how many times they’d been out and where, but eventually had started talking about how good she was in bed. It had started out pretty vague...more innuendo than anything else...but then he started getting more explicit. Harley had been laughing and giggling and in truth enjoying the attention playing up the mock embarrassment. Throughout the conversation, Mikey’s hands has been on her shoulder or her thigh or her knee. He kissed her a couple of times...just quick kisses. Nothing unusual. Then Mikey pushed things a little and told Paul that Harley had told him she liked the idea of a threesome. Paul already knew this; Mikey having set the whole thing up. It took about 10 seconds for Harley to guess that that was the case and it took another 10 minutes for Mikey to get Harley to say yes.

Mikey and her had been in bed and they had been talking about sexual fantasies. Yes Harley liked sex and she had lots of fun but somehow she never seemed to quite satisfied...something always felt as if it were missing. She hadnt told Mikey that bit but she had said that being with two guys sounded fun. They’d gone into the rec room her dad had. It was his den... a big old couch and a couple of chairs, a tv, a stereo, a big coffee table. Practically as soon as they were there Mikey had started kissing Harley, feeling her up... ‘getting her motor running’ as he’d described it to Paul. ‘I’ll get her motor running and then I promise you she’ll live up to her name and give you a great ride’. It was a standing joke amongst the guys she fucked... and others. Within five minutes she was naked and on her knees in front if both of them. Five minutes after than she was on her hands and knees on the coffee table with Paul fucking her mouth while Mikey had his cock buried in her pussy.

And that was when her dad walked in.

 

[Tyr]

The sounds unabashed sexual rutting filled Mark’s ears as he came to the door. Going through the house, he made his way to the den, maybe at some level he hoped it was a porn movie playing, for that he would have been relieved, because what he heard sounded all too real. He opened the door to the room, it did nothing to relieve his fears or concerns, in fact, it just made the truth of it all the more horrible. There was his daughter, not being raped or held down against her will, no she was shoving herself back against one guy’s cock, while her mouth was stuffed with another. There was no doubt of her willingness in this, for her squeals and moans made clear her eager participation. Having sex with some long established boyfriend wouldn’t have shocked him, but this was entirely different. The girl being stuffed with cock from both ends, wasn’t some young women giving in to some romantic lover, who she'd declared undying love to, no this was some slut, trying to get as much cock stuffed into her as possible at the same time.

Now if this had been somewhere else, and the girl was someone besides his daughter Mark might have appreciated it all, stood there enjoying the show, but this wasn’t any of those things. No this was his daughter, the precious child he’d given up everything for so she could have the perfect upbringing. So she could have the nicer things, go to the nicer schools, and not lack, even though he was just an average working Joe. The whole image he’d had of her, being that sweet young innocent girl, that used to bounce in his lap, run around the house, or play with her toys, was shattered by the image of the naked thing perched on the coffee table taking two cocks into her eager holes. Maybe he should have noted that neither guy looked more than 18 or 19, and that their skill set was amateurish at best, but those were drowned out by the boiling rage he was feeling.

WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON HERE!!!!

Mark yelled, as none of the participants in this debauchery had yet noticed his existence. The deep baritone voice thundered as he announced his presence with authority. Still dressed in his mechanics overalls, he wasn’t a huge guy, but still he was tall and in shape, but his chances of taking on two guys was probably not good, but that didn’t matter, not in his enraged state.

GET OFF MY DAUGHTER YOU ASSHOLES!!

The two young men were shocked, and though they’d really probably done nothing wrong, given Harley had given implicitly permission and encouraged them, they both naturally panicked. Angry fathers were known to kill boys that violated their daughters, so it was a natural reaction to flee. Both quickly withdrew their hard wet members from the young woman, no one had yet achieve the satisfaction they so desired, but none of that mattered, like the most guilty of criminal fleeing the scene, became all that mattered. So only a modest amount of clothes donned, they burst from the room, and headed for their vehicles, some verbal apologies said as they fled. The only thing in mind that just maybe their tricked up muscle cars would out run the irate father, if he pursued. Mark didn’t, he just stood there his arms crossed, trying his best to regain his composure, his eyes for the first time seeing his young adult daughter naked and fully exposed.

 

[Katy1008]

Harley had a pretty good relationship with her dad. Compared to what she heard from her friends about how they were with their parents she thought it was pretty fantastic. Her mom had died when she was five. Harley had always been daddy’s little girl but she was still upset and confused as to where her mommy had gone. As she got older Harley had wondered about how hard her dad had taken it. She’d tried to say to him a few times that she was okay with him finding someone else to be with, that he should get a girlfriend; that he deserved to have someone. He was a good looking guy. But he had dismissed it and said he was too busy; had said he was just fine. He’d been an attentive but not suffocating father. Doing everything he could to provide a good home and put good food on the table. He’d brought his daughter up to be respectful and generous and had made sure that she got her education. When she got into sports at school he’d gone along to the games. When Harley first started playing soccer he was the only dad there; everyone else had their mom in tow and that’s when Harley had first said to him it was okay to find someone else. By the time she was team captain she was obviously going to practice on her own but he went to all her home games and cheered her on. He actually quite enjoyed seeing her play. The main father daughter time though had been around cars and bikes. When she was very young sometimes Mark had to take her to work whether that was at the shop or out at some location in town. Most of the guys in the shop had known her since she was 6 or 7. As she got older she wanted to spend time with her daddy and she had started asking questions about what he was doing and what particular things in the engines did. He would have her helping out - handing him tools or parts and then he’d starting showing her what to do. She could change the oil, change a set of plug, replace carburettors and radiators. She could tune an engine. She knew more about engines than most men.

Mark knew his daughter pretty well except for one thing. She was a twenty four carat slut. She had messed around a few time with boys during her first year in high school - the usual stuff but had been a sophomore when she lost her virginity. A baseball jock she’d met at a party. She’d even introduced him to her dad. She then heard he was also seeing at least one other girl and realised that she had just been a notch on his bed post. She didn’t tell her dad that bit but she decided that she wasn’t going to look for Mr Right. She’d do what the guys did and have fun. She had enjoyed sex and wanted to enjoy it more. In the last two years she’d fucked maybe 25 guys, sucked off maybe another half dozen who she didn’t then sleep with. At one frat party she went to (with Mikey) she let three different guys fuck her one after the other - something else that Mikey had set up beforehand. That had been where the pictures her dad had been shown had been taken. She never quite felt satisfied; well not by the time she got up the following day. Her dad knew none of this. She was his little girl.

Until now.

Harley had been enjoying herself. The two guys by themselves were okay; their cocks were about what she was used to. But she had never had two guys at the same time before. She had never been spit roasted. She loved being pushed/pulled between them... loved the feeling of so many hands on her body. She wished they were a little rougher; it was almost as if they were scared of hurting her. But that aside she was loving this. And then she heard her Dad’s voice. She rarely heard him shout; that wasn’t his style usually when he was pissed. Quite the reverse. Harley was most scared of him when he was speaking firmly but at normal volume. When we came close to her and asked her or told her something very pointedly was when she knew that he wasn’t messing around and that his patience had gone. His shouting was a surprise. All three of them had jumped. The guys had been out of her within a second and were hastily grabbing their clothes. In their haste she had practically fallen off the table into a heap on the floor. Her clothes had been thrown around and nothing was at hand. So all she could do was sit there, her chest heaving, trying to cover herself as best she could looking up at her father as he crossed his arms and looked back at her.

 

[Tyr]

Mark should have been thinking it through, but his whole life, when things went crazy, he just learned to rely on his gut feelings and even though they didn’t follow logic or reason, they’d gotten him a long way through life. Finding his daughter stuffing her pussy and mouth full of cock in his house, while he was busting his ass to put her through college sent him over the edge. He just reacted on instinct without contemplating the reasons, without considering who it was, he verbally lashed out as he approached her prone form. Without clothes to cover her, she was exposed, and Mark made no attempt to divert his eyes. The same clothes that protected her from view, also hid who and what she was. He’d seen her, seen the way she acted and new deep down exactly what she was. For Mark had suppressed his own desires, his own needs, only on the rare occasion letting them loose. Most of Mark’s adult life and even in his late youth, he taken his pleasure from women of loose morals and strong sexual drive. He went beyond that, making them submit to his needs, using them as he wished, treating them like objects whose sole purpose was to please him.

You fucking little skank! I’m working my ass off and you’re in stuffing your little cunt full of cock!

The strength of his fury was clear, as he continued to move forward, his eyes drilling into her as his deep voice boomed out in anger. As he approached he saw more and more of his daughter, and he took note that she wasn’t a little girl, and though he knew it, the image he held for so long of her, was quickly dissolving. The young nubile body that sprawled on the floor wasn’t lost on him, he too would have taken advantage of it as those young men had, if he’d been offered the opportunity, for that he couldn’t fault them. No, his anger was directed at Harley, for she had deceived him, mislead him, making him believe that she was an innocent dedicated student, when in fact she wasn’t that at all, far from it. All the things he could have been doing, all the women he could have been enjoying, wasted in a futile effort to be the perfect father for his daughter. This one moment had destroyed his naïve image of her, replacing it with an entirely different one, one that was becoming clearer and clearer with each step forward.

What do you have to say for yourself? Don’t give me any lame ass excuses?

As he moved forward something else was happening, his body was starting to react to her naked form. For he was a man, before he was a father, and that she was a woman was clearly in evidence, as her beautiful sexy tits heaved with each of her breaths. Mark was a well-endowed man, so wouldn’t be long before his natural arousal would become evident. Not that it mattered to him, for he no longer viewed her as someone to cuddle and protect, his thoughts towards her were already transforming to a far more primal kind.

 

[Katy1008]

Harley positively flinched when her dad shouted again after the guys had left. She heard tyres screeching on the drive way, laying down some rubber in their haste the leave. No she was on her own. Just her. And her dad who, if anything was shouting louder. She looked up at him wide eyed. She could see the fury in his eyes; could see the anger and the rage. Part of her was confused. Did it really warrant this much fury? She had never failed a single subject; she had maintained a good academic profile and was on for about a 3.4GPA. She never missed school... maybe an odd class here and there but it was just an odd class. And so she fucked around with guys. Literally. She couldn't understand why he was so angry.

As he stepped closer she tried to scuttle back a little but trying to move on her rear whilst at the same time keep herself covered was challenging to say the least. She was surprised by the language her dad was using; of course she had heard him swear before but not like this. But she realised something else too... something which really took her by surprise. Her dad was a good man. He was great looking in fact. 'Oh god... did I just think that? Did I really just let that thought go through my brain. Fuck.' He was getting closer. What the hell was he going to do?

"Daddy, I'm sorry. I... it was... they... I'm sorry Daddy... it was just... I didn't know Mikey was going to bring his friend. I didn't intend... I'm so sorry Daddy."

She was backed up against the couch and had nowhere else to go. Mark towered directly above her forcing her to tip her head right back to look up at him. Her breathing was short and fast as she braced herself for whatever was about to happen. Mark had never hit her... beyond a normal spanking when she was young, he had never raised a hand. Despite that, she really didn't know what he was going to do now.

 

[Tyr]

The gentle man, whom a daughter could easily sway, was gone, a darker more primal guy now stood there hovering over her. The things he'd been so careful to keep from her, were ever so quickly coming to the forefront.. Her pleading tone was falling on deaf ears as she tried to explain given reason to why two men were using her like a cheap whore in his living room. Maybe if she was in her room surrounded by stuff animals or dressed as the innocent student he would have considered her pleas, but she wasn’t, those façade, those images were in stark contrast to the reality of her nakedness. The scene of two guys giving it to her from both ends was too new and too strong to be denied or overlooked. John, didn’t even think, he just reacted, his hand reaching down, to grab the frightened girl by the hair.

So you were just going to fuck one guy, but hell since there were two cocks available, you saw no reason to let the other one go to waste, isn't that right?

The sarcasm and tone made it clear he didn’t believe her; in fact the question was completely rhetorical, for he already knew the answer. The strong calloused hand, born from days of hard work, held the fine soft strands of hair firmly in its grasp. For now he was in control, her ability to escape gone, as he gazed down inspecting her body, not as a father would, but as a man would when confronted with something that demanded attention. Mark’s had seen and enjoy a number of women in his life, and he knew that she was a sexual creature, a thing of lust and desire. Now that he was upon her, the smell of her sexually aroused state was clear, if not the moisture that trailed down her leg would have been enough evidence. She may have proclaimed her innocence, but nothing about her body had anything to do with virtue and purity, and everything to do with need and hunger.

Have you ever seen a cock you didn’t like or want? Tell me!!

The power and commanding tone of his words were harsh, but clear. Mark wasn't giving her any ground, or room to escape this. As a father he would have punished her, taken her phone, or grounded her, but that was for a little innocent girl, not the wanton slut that he held before him. Still he was a man and the thing before him, was giving rise to a most natural reaction, as the increased beating of his heart and deepening of his breaths, not only fed his rage, but filled his ever growing cock. The bulge was stating to become noticeable as it trailed down the leg of his greasy coveralls. He didn’t care, nor did he make any attempt to hide his arousal, why should he, she’d seen lots of hard cocks if his guess was right. Of course when he asked his last question, her face wasn’t far from her father very substantial appendage. She was about to discover things about her father, that most daughter never dreamed of, or if they did, they didn't tell anyone.

 

[Katy1008]

Harley's screamed as he grabbed hold of her hair. It was as much in surprise and anticipation of what his outstretching hand was going to do as it was about what it actually did not. Any thoughts about her modesty at least in front of her dad suddenly went out the window when he grabbed hold of her hair. Her right hand went up immediately to the wrist directly above her head. Her hand maybe at a stretched reached around two thirds of it, but she was trying to stop if from pulling whilst at the same time trying to find her feet or her knees... put something in contact with the ground to reduce the pull on her hair. She just couldn't manage to get her feet under her though no matter how much she wriggled and twisted her legs. Her left hand finished up on his thigh only a couple of inches away from the growing bulge. She wasn't aware of that at that moment though.

Sarcasm or not, her dad probably wasn't far off the mark when he suggested that she say saw no reason not to take the two when they were offered. She had wanted to try a threesome for so long. Her and Mikey had watched MMF on online porn. They had tased about it. It hadn't taken him that long to persuade her. Paul was pretty good looking. Mikey had gotten her warmed up a little through the test messages he'd sent and then through touching her up a little. So by the time he suggested she do both him and Paul... was it really that big a deal? And she had been enjoying it. A lot.

Had she ever seen a cock she didn't like or want. She was 19 years old and had fucked 25 different guys. Paul was 26. She could probably have had more had she wanted it. She had turned guys down... lots of them... But once she had gotten into a position where a hard cock was presented to her.. it was hard to think of a time she had said no. Even at that party that Mikey took her to... three different guys one after the other. But what was she supposed to say to her dad now. How was she supposed to just say that she like cock. And then she realised what was only a few inches from her face and her hand. A spark flashed through her body ending between her legs. Her eyes widened. Still squirming and squealing, she looked up

"Daddy Im sorry... please stop... I... you.... oowwwmmmm"

 

[Tyr]

I bet you’re sorry, only sorry that I fucking caught you!

Both her hands gripped his arm trying to extract herself from his grip, but to no avail. The entwined strands of hair were held firmly in his grasp, as he held her head and controlled her ability to move or escape. That she was sorry, really didn’t matter to him, he put his entire life on hold for her, and she’d betrayed him, and this wasn’t one time, she’d been doing it for some time, he just knew that. She wasn’t any virgin, and a girl didn’t start by banging two guys at once in the living room. No he’d been working his ass off, while she was fucking hers off, it was just that simple. While he was abstaining, and trying to build the best life for her, she was getting stuffed. The more he thought about it the more it pissed him off. Why the fuck should he going without, especially when she was giving to anybody and everybody. Looking down at her, he could see exactly what she was looking at, and it wasn’t up at him. Without even thinking he just reacted.

I know how to prove it to you.

With one hand still firmly holding her head, the other reaches up and grabs the zipper at the top, and in a motion he'd done a thousand times, pulls the zipper all the way down. The coveralls, were made so a guy could pull his dick out and pee while standing up, so they worked fine for what he had in mind. With his outfit open all the way down his front, he unceremoniously reached into his coveralls, and drew out the long thick semi flaccid length. The piece of cock meat hung down right in front of the young girl’s face, its girth and length substantially greater than the two guys she’d been without even being hard. Mark waves it in front of her taunting her with it, letting it slap her face, and run across her lips.

Daddy has a big fucking cock! What have you got to say for yourself now?

Mark held her head there, but was it really necessary? He watched her eyes, he watched her body, to see, to judge her reaction. For he already knew what his body’s reaction was to a young naked nubile slut in need of a good fucking.

 

[Katy1008]

Had she given the question any thought at that moment, she probably wouldn’t have denied that she was sorry Mark had walked in just when he did. An hour later maybe and they would have been done. He hasn’t been due home for maybe four more hours; she might have wondered how he knew. How could anyone have told him? He must have come home for some other reason. But whatever the cause, she was sorry he had come home quite so early but had she been thinking about it, she would have had no intention of admitting it. She wasn’t really thinking about it because her full attention was on his physicality...his physical presence, completely in her personal space, completely controlling her or at least dictation her movement and her focus simply by his close presence and they way he held her hair. He twisted his hand in such a way that the side of her face was practically against his thigh; her body was exposed as she hung onto his wrist now with both hands. And she really couldn’t not notice was was right in front of her just beneath the fabric of the coverall. He was big...bigger than anyone she had ever had before. She cringed inwardly when she suddenly realised what she was thinking bou.

And then she felt her cheeks flush as he saw that she had noticed. But now what was he doing? Oh god no. He couldn’t possibly be...ohhhhfuck... this wasn’t right....she shouldn’t....she flinched as he slapped the semi hard dick against her face, rubbed the head over her. Oh fuck this couldn’t be happening. Shouldn’t be happening. But it was and despite everything she could feel her body tingling....and it wasn’t just an after effect of the two guys who left only a short period before. And then without thinking.... her hand let go of his wrist and reached out, her fingers finding and then wrapping around the thick but still soft cock. Her father’s cock.

 

[Tyr]

A truly innocent girl would have continued her protests, and when confronted with a cock would have screamed or increased her struggle to escape, but of course that not what this one did. She stared, and finally reached out and grasped his hanging length, her fingers just making it around his girth. For a moment he didn’t say anything, he just let her explore and enjoy her new discovery, something she probably never knew about her father. While she held her father’s cock, Mark reached down and did a little exploring of his own. Still holding her hair, the other hand reaches down the rough fingers and palm grabbing her young tit, kneading it beneath his grasp. As much as she was mesmerized or intrigued by his cock, he too was captivated by her young nubile body. Something so young, so hot, hadn’t been his to have in a long time, and now with it so readily available, he wasn’t going to let the opportunity pass. No this slut was going to pay back ever sacrifice and dollar he put into raising her, and he was going to enjoy collecting.

Oh you know you want it! Open your mouth and suck on it, baby.

The tone he used wasn’t as angry or mean, but the same one he used as a father, when he helped her, try something new like food or riding a bike. The same man that had been there her whole life was now instructing her not on such mundane things, but one something entirely sexual. There was no pretense that he didn’t understand what she was doing, he was encouraging her.

That’s right daddy’s going to feed you.

Her father wasn’t servicing up ice cream or candy, but cock and cum, and in some twisted way Mark knew this was a far more desirable treat for a girl like her.

 

[Katy1008]

Harley wasn’t really struggling any more. She knew her dad wasn’t going to beat her although she really did have no cause to think he would ever do that. No. What she started to suspect her dad was going to do was altogether different. Almost as soon as her hand had found his cock, Mark’s had left it, and for a second she just held it, barely feeling it in that time but instinct and habit took over and she began to stroke the length. She had never seen a cock so long whilst being so soft but as her hand began to work, so the inevitable happened. Longer. Thicker. Harder.

Then she felt his hand at her tit. Harley had a well developed bust. It was probably what most of the guys at school were first attracted to. Full, firm, milky white. The skin silky soft. Harley had been to second base with plenty of guys. She had been 14 the first time she let a boy put his hand under her sweater and inside her bra as they had made out...in that very room. Of all the boys and young men who had caressed and squeezed and pawed at her tits though, nothing was like this. In the past the hands and fingers had all been soft, unweathered by work and time. They had also been smaller. He father’s hand was rough and could hold and squeeze and knead so much of her tit. She could feel his finger tips squeezing in; she could feel the roughness of his palm against her hard nipple. Her eyes closed, her shoulder pulled back just a little, almost lifting her tit to him, and she couldn’t help but moan as he seemed to take ownership of that part of her body.

And then she heard the richness of his voice. Warm, calm, familiar. It was the voice that for years had told her ‘it was okay’, the voice that encouraged her and supported her. She opened her eyes and looked up at him. There was the familiar authorative look; no sickly sweet smile; he was simply instructing her and his look said he expected her to do it. And her body wanted to do it. Her whole body ached for what he seemed to be offering her. Her hand was still slowly stroking his ever lengthening, ever thickening cock. But he was her father, her dad. Her brain....or at least part of it was telling her this was wrong. From the darker part of her brain however there was an insistent voice telling her it was okay. Telling her how good his cock looked; how good it felt in her hand, how it was going to feel amazing in her mouth. Her breathing quietened a little but the short breaths she was taking through her mouth were still visible in the movement of her chest. Harley inched her head forward, pulling against Mark’s hold for a moment until he moved his hand with her. Still looking up at him she brought her slightly open mouth to the head of his cock.her mouth opened a little wider and her lips surrounded the head, the flat of her tongue drawing softly against it as she took her first gentle suck of the head...lips and tongue caressing it...just the head...once...twice....three times.... and then she took a lilt more, her mouth opening wider until her mouth was working on maybe the first three or four inches of Mark’s shaft, her hand working on the rest. She let go of her father’s wrist with her right hand and brought it to rest on his thigh, as her body twisted around a little to bring her more directly in front of him. Harley moaned again and then again as she worked more confidently, and as the hunger in her started to grow. Mark’s cock was also growing.

 

[Tyr]

Mark could feel the delicate smooth fingers working his length, and knew that this wasn’t her first cock or even her second. No, she knew exactly what she was doing, and his flaccid member responded to her efforts, by filling her hand and rising to the occasion. If she was ever timid or reticent, that was gone, for she seemed more than eager to play with and explore her father’s thickening appendage. Then nature took over, and she looked up at him those young eyes filled with lust and need. How many times before when she needed or wanted something did she look at him in a similar way? Mark smiled as she moved her head pulling the hair he held not to escape, but to get closer to what she really wanted, her hair now acting as a leash to her lust. Not wishing to keep her from her task, his hand moved closer to himself, allowing her to move closer and have easier access to her intended target. With her eyes looking up at him for affirmation or acceptance he couldn’t tell, but he could tell that she was happy from the moans that slipped from her mouth as she filled her mouth with his cock.

Nice, very nice!

Maybe Mark should have reconsidered what he had done, but he didn’t, because it felt so good and so natural. Was this what a mother felt like, the first time her baby suckled at her teat, because he now felt closer to his daughter than he had ever before. Little girls grow up, they don’t need their father as much, nor do they really want him in their lives as much, but now it felt like things were going the opposite direction, that she wanted her father, want to be with him. She had needs and he was satisfying them, letting her feast on his length, his hand let go of her hair, and simply petted her head and hair in appreciation.

There you go baby. Daddy has what you really need. Take your time, daddy is going to take care of you from now on.

Now the words could have meant a lot of things, when spoken between a father and daughter, but now it meant something far different than the usual. Their relationship was changed forever, maybe better, maybe worse, time would tell, but definitely is was going to be different. Mark had known enough women in his life, and if truth be known, had sought out certain types that fulfilled him in the manner he needed and desired. The young woman now working his cock, was clearly one of those kind of women, and even though Harley was his daughter, it really didn’t matter, not any longer. His hand continued to pet her head, in a reassuring manner, before he stopped petting her, and let her enjoy his cock, while he worked his way out of his coveralls and clothes, making sure the whole time her lips were wrapped around his length.

 

[Katy1008]

Harley started to lose herself in the moment and in her task. She forgot who this was or rather the 'wrongness' of who this was. The man in front of her was everything that she was attracted to; good looking, strong, mature in experience and in knowledge, powerful and already in a natural position of power over her. She needed to show him that she was experienced enough to be able to please him, that sexually she was not just a little girl. Encouraged and reassured by his words she took her hand from his shaft, instead resting both on the side of his thighs, now letter her mouth and tongue do all of the work. And still she felt his cock getting harder and thicker and longer. There was no doubt this would be the biggest cock she had ever had and that both scared and excited her. But with every passing moment, she wanted him more.

She continued to lick and suck and kiss, moving her head back and forth and round slowly; sometimes licking and kissing the shaft, sometimes working her mouth and tongue as her head bobbed up and down on his length. Gradually she was taking it a little deeper and a little deeper still. She took her time; she allowed herself to get accustomed to it. She was always going to gag on it sooner or later but she forced herself to relax, breath slowly through her nose and push a little deeper before pulling back slowly and letting it quietly 'pop' from her mouth. All the time she looked up.

"I do want it Daddy... I want it so bad."

As he slipped out of his coveralls, she stretched one hand up, sliding over his stomach and chest, caressing his tanned firm torso. As she reached up, she took Mike even deeper, but even then she was only about 2/3rds of the way his shaft. She choked, swallowed, and her eyes watered a little until she gently eased herself back. It had been a long time since she had been unable to take a guy's cock completely but she didn't see it as a failure on her part; Mark's cock was bigger than any of them.

 

[Tyr]

Now some girls would rub your dick, or just give it enough attention to get you hard. They liked cock, but only did enough to get a guy ready, in comparison to what a true slut did. They didn’t like dick, they loved dick, it was like catnip for a cat, and the more they got the happier they were. Mark didn’t need to say a thing, or encourage her, because moaning coming from the lips wrapped around his shaft, made clear just how much his daughter was enjoying herself. With each passing moment, she was eagerly trying to stuff more of his member deeper into her mouth, she was a greedy cock slut, for which he no longer had doubts. Now that she’d seen it, touched it, tasted it, he figured it would be hard to get her to let go.

Daddy’s sees how hungry you are! You need some more don’t you?

Truly a rhetorical question, as the answer was clearly obvious. With his coveralls piled on the floor he reaches down his hands taking control of her head, as his hips move forward, driving his big cock deeper into her mouth and throat. He could have been gentle, and soft about it, letting her take it at a slower pace, but that wasn’t Mark’s way. Doing things in a half way manner wasn’t the way he did things, especially when it came to sex. No Mark preferred an almost totally unrestrained, uninhibited, dominant style to his sexual satisfaction. So his hips began to gyrate, rhythmically plying his steely length in and out of her mouth, which he was used as convenient fuck hole. And just like everything else about him, he went all the way, driving every inch of his meaty length into her mouth, till the nut sack holding his bloated balls touched her chin. No attempt was made to get permission or some sort of acquiescence, he just took what he wanted. He only withdrew his cock, when he figured she would need more air to survive.

You’re just a dirty little slut aren’t you?

There hanging before her, was his long thick member dripping in her throat slime, a rope of it swinging between his cocks’s bulging head and her gaping mouth.

Don’t be shy, I’ll let you in on a secret, your daddy loves sluts!

At the first sign of her acknowledgement or even denial, he was ready to drive his cock back into her mouth, to prove his point and feed her craving.

 

[Katy1008]

Harley didn’t just like cock...she didn’t even love just cock...she loved everything about sucking cock. There was something about being on her knees in front of a guy...something about the feel of his hand in her hair. She didn’t fully understand why, but there was no question that it was more than just sucking cock,that turned her on. And if it was the right kind of guy she was kneeling in front of. ... Mike...her daddy... was definitely the right kind of guy and with every minute that passed Harley felt better and better about what she was doing. What they were doing. When he half asked and half told her that she needed some more, she gave a slight nod. Her heart almost skipped a beat and her tummy flipped as he slid his hand into her hair and she felt his hips move forward. Scared. Excited. She felt him tighten his grip a little and pull her head forward. His movements were violent or uncontrolled. Quite the reverse. He moved smoothly. Confidently. He knew exactly what he wanted from her. She was suddenly choking. Without even realising it she was pushing a little at his thighs. It was instinctive; she really wasn’t trying to push him away or fight against him, but as she choked...as her throat filled completely with his thick shaft. Mike took no notice of her pushing. He went entirely on his own judgment; he would decide when she got to stop choking.

And when he did she gasped hard...drawing in air..coughing a little...swallowing... all as he kept hold of her head, chin wet with saliva

Plenty of guys had called her a slut when they had been fucking her and she guessed plenty of guys and girls called her a slut behind her back. Hearing her dad describe her in that way was different. He held her head tipped back a little. She was looking up at him, still breathing a little harder than normal, with her mouth open. Marks cock was a few inches above her, now full length, hard and thick. It glistened wet with her saliva. At that moment there was nothing she wanted more to have his cock back in her mouth.

‘I...I am a...dirty little slut daddy... “ her statement was a little timid - maybe a lot timid for Harley and it was broken up by her need to take breaths. And then suddenly she couldn’t take any more breath. One smooth movement and her mouth and throat were full. Her eyes closed tight as he pushed deeper than ever, his hips moving forward as his hands pulled her onto him.

 

[Tyr]

Mark actually smiled down at Harley, his daughter, as she confessed herself to be a ‘dirty little slut. In a twisted way he was proud of her, because she’d spoken the truth, not tried to deny it, or even worse profess she was innocence. There was nothing innocent about her, he knew that now, and in a way it made him happier and relieved. For so long he’d being a different person, the man, the father he was expected to be, and not who he truly was. Gazing down at her, her beautiful eyes looking up at him, and her sexy lips stretched around his cock, and with it buried deep in her throat, it not only felt good, it felt right. There wasn’t going to be anymore hiding, or deceit, no they were both going to be who they really were, and it made Mark happy.

I know you’re a dirty little slut, and daddy loves you even more for it.

Still holding her head with both his hands, her hair gripped firmly between his fingers, he fucked her face, driving his engorged shaft into her mouth and throat, repeating it over and over again with vengence. For good or bad, he was taking some of his pent up sexual frustration out on her, now if it was something she needed too, time would tell. The more he pounded her face, the more he realized he’d been fooling himself; he’d suppressed his own needs and desires, when he didn’t have too. Occasionally he would withdraw enough she could catch a breath or two, but that was it. Then he stopped, but left his cock buried in her and looked down at her. Kneeling before him, her mouth and throat full of cock, truly was the answer to his happiness, but not in the way he imagine even a few hours ago. Now he let go of her hair, and instead gently stroked it as he had when she was younger.

But you know what sweetheart, you’re going to now be daddy’s dirty little slut.

Mark meant it, because he now realized what he needed and wanted in his life, what was missing. Harley wasn’t going to be the perfect daughter he hoped for, but that no longer upset him, because she was going to be something different, something better, she was going to be the perfect woman he truly desired.

 

[Katy1008]

Harley had never had an experience like this before in her life. She had never been used like this before. It was... mentally she struggled to find the words to describe what was happening to her. But in the midst of her mind racing... in the midst of her confusion and her fear and her excitement, she started to wonder if this was what she had been looking for. Had she turned herself into a slut or let herself become a slut in an attempt to find something that up until now she simply hadn't. Up until now, she hadn't really known what she was looking for - and maybe didn't even realize that she was, in fact, looking for something. Looking but never finding. Sure she got a level of satisfaction... a huge amount of enjoyment... but it was empty calories. Her hunger was satiated for only a short time. Then she went looking for something else. Maybe she didn't need to look anymore. Maybe what she had been looking for had been right in front of her all the time.

But the man standing in front of her wasn't her father or at least wasn't the father she had known up to this point. All the times she had tried to get him to go out on dates; to find someone after her mother. All the times he had declined. She wasn't really aware of him seeing anyone since her mother - even for a single date - although she was sure that he must have seen some women over the years. Had he been looking too? Had he been trying to find someone ... someone he could be like this with... someone he could be himself with. Harley liked who he seemed to be right now. She liked it very much. And for all that she was a little scared... for all that she coughed and choked as he forced his cock deep into her throat, for all his strong hands held onto her hair tightly... she liked it very much. And that seemed to make him happy.

As he stopped fucking her mouth, she looked up at him, breathing hard through her nose, her lips stretched firmly around his cock. As he stroked her hair, she leaned her head a little into his hand, and she gave a slight, almost imperceptible nod.

 

[Tyr]

Words held power, but actions spoke louder than words or so goes the saying. Mark stood over his lovely daughter as she affirmed her desire to be more than just a daughter to him. No words slipped form her lips, but she nodded. The nod of her head might have been enough, but that affirmation was further reinforced, that even with her head released from his powerful grasp, her lips never left his hard cock. She looked up at him, her mouth full of his manhood, and it wasn’t with fear or loathing for what he’d just done to her, she wasn’t struggling to escape; no she was staring up at him with what Mark thought was contentment and satisfaction. Still stroking her hair, and petting her head, Mark gave her an opportunity to just enjoy his cock. Somehow, by whatever strange series of events, they seemed to both have reached a point they were enjoying the new dynamic to their relationship.

When you were born your mother fed you, now that you’re growing up, it time for daddy to feed you.

Mark chuckled as he lets her suckled at his hardness. For whatever reason, he felt closer to her than he had in years. The natural growing apart of parent and child, seemed to reverse itself as he stood there letting her feast on his length, like a babe to its mother’s teat.

Time to feed my little slut, just the kind of nourishment you need.

Yes it was twisted and depraved, but just saying the words brought him closer to what they both desired. Why did feeding his daughter a load of cum, arouse him so, Mark didn’t know, but he did know deep down, that he wanted to do it again and again. The pressure had been building all the time he’d been fucking her face, but just standing here looking down upon her, had done little to relieve that pressure. He knew it wouldn’t take much, but he wanted to watch, to watch her swallow his load and too see her take her first feeding as his dirty little slut. So he stood gazing down on her, petting her head and awaiting her reaction. Would she now flee or would work to empty his balls?

 

[Katy1008]

In lots of ways she had been in this position many...many times before. On her knees... her mouth full of steely hard cock - usually young hard cock but that didn’t matter, her chin and tits wet with her own saliva. She knew what happened next. She knew that she probably didn’t have to do much more and nature would take its course. She had never failed to bring a guy to climax with her mouth if thats what he wanted... if he was willing to let her. To be fair the guys she had been in this position with before probably didn’t have that much stamina in the face of her obvious ‘skills’ but she didnt care; she liked it when guys came in her mouth. It confirmed her status as a slut... and she never really hid from that and from how that made her feel. Well... except in front of her father. She had always hidden how much of a slut she was from him. For a second she wondered why he came home early... did he someone know what was happening in the house... but then her attention quickly refocused. She refocused her gaze up at him, shuffled a little on her knees moving just that little bit closer to him. Would he let himself cum? Did he want his little girl to do this? Did he want her to prove to him beyond a simply nod that she knew her place as her daddy’s dirty little slut?

As she moved a little, she brought her hands to his thighs and then moved her right hand towards Mike’s shaft as she pulled her head back slowly. Her hand never got there. Mark said nothing but he gently swatted her hand away telling her without any words that he wasn’t interested in her using her hands. This was all about what she could do with her mouth. Her right hand moved back to Mark’s hip and she focused on her task. Never letting her gaze drop she began working her head back and further perhaps for the first time truly independently. Mark’s hand was still on her head but he was letting her show him what she wanted. And at that moment, she wanted his cum.

 

[Tyr]

Mark swatted her hands away, he wanted her to work for it. She was going to learn that he wasn’t going to accept some half assed lazy girl, he expected far more from his slut. Much like her entire childhood he kept the bar raised high, wouldn’t let her get away with less than a real effort. And if she was going to be his slut, then she was going to be the best slut she could be, he wouldn’t accept anything less. He seen enough girls who would flirt or even give a guy some attention as a way to control him, that kind of thing didn’t work with him. Mark expected a girl to serve his needs, and to do it to the best of her ability, and some lazy half heated effort was unacceptable. Standing tall above her, his legs partially spread, he let her feast on his bulging length, the tip hardly ever leaving her mouth, as his large balls hung heavy between them. He gazed down at her, watching her, like a proud father, which he was, as she began to prove how good a slut she could be for her father.

Do it right! I expect the best from you, don’t disappoint me.

Anyone listening in would have thought it the most normal of conversation between father and daughter, but this was no normal situation. This was a real man, instructing his slut, teaching her what was expected of her, guiding her along a most depraved path. As he stood there, he was letting her prove herself, showing him what she could do, and if she did a good enough job, she would be awarded appropriately, by a nice large mouthful of hot sticky cum.

Now show me what you’ve learned.

Realty was they were both coming out from behind the facades they had hidden behind, each had deceived the other because they thought it was the right things to do. Now the truth of who and what they each were, was coming out, and either they were going to accept the reality of who the other was, or not. Though, the enthusiastic lips wrapped around his cock, gave a positive indication that things might must just work out. His intense gaze made clear that he was watching her, judging her, and that failure or even poor performance was not going to be allowed. Mark wondered just how experienced his daughter was, how many cocks had she had? Had she been only with boys, or had some real man broken her in, he realized how much he really didn’t know about his daughter, but he also knew that he was going to know the truth, the complete truth.

 

[Katy1008]

‘Do it right... don’t disappoint me... show me what you’ve learned.’

At heart, Harley was ‘daddy’s little girl’; she had spent her whole life wanting his approval... needing his approval. Grades or softball or soccer or combustion engines. She wanted her Dad to tell her she’d done good. She wanted the satisfied smile from him that warmed her inside. Never in her wildest dreams had she thought she would be looking for that from this position. ‘Do it right... don’t disappoint me...’ Mentally the reset button had been hit for her. When Mark has first come at her he had fucked her mouth and throat and whilst she would never deny that she didn’t like it when guys did that to her, he had done it through anger and frustration. Now she was going to slow things down. She would show him what she’d learned. Maybe it wouldn’t be the best blow job he’d ever had but she knew it would be good.

She shuffled a little closer and knelt up, looking up at him, a smile reaching her eyes. She pulled back her head slowly until just the head of his cock was in her mouth. Opening her mouth, she let it rest on her bottom lip and teased it with her tongue. Slow. Easy. Turning her head a little she worked her way down the shaft using her lips and her tongue to caress it. Bending her head back and putting an arch in her back, she licked and sucked and slurped on his balls... all the time looking up at him. Slow. Easy. Deliberate. Soft moans and sighs were occasionally audible. She worked her mouth back up and took the huge head back inside. She knew she had never had so much meat to play with. And then slowly she started to consume him. One long slow descent down his shaft. She retched a little as the head hit the back of her throat...she paused for a moment...breathed through it and swallowed and then took him deeper. Her tongue rubbed the underside of the thick shaft. Her mouth stretched wider. She held him... balls deep ....held him longer.... saliva dripping from her stretched mouth... and then slowly pulled her way back... breathing a little more heavily through her nose. She licked and kissed and sucked the head for a moment or two, collecting herself, and then she started the descent again. Consuming him entirely all over again.

He stood towering over her impassively, his body language screaming at her to prove herself good enough. Good enough to be his slut... not his little girl anymore. His dirty little slut. Harley liked sex. She liked getting fucked but she’d never felt like this before with any other guy. This was something new. It scared her and excited her like nothing else ever had. Moaning with Mark’s cock deep in her throat sent tiny vibrations through his shaft... she pulled back and gradually started to move a little quicker.

 

[Tyr]

The reality of it hadn’t set in for Mark; he was just reacting to a beautiful young slut that was hungrily consuming his cock. That she was his daughter or that this could damage the relationship they’d had never really came to him, the anger, the betrayal had pushed him to this situation, accompanied by his natural desires long suppressed had just simply taken over. Without the external factor of seeing his daughter used both on the phone pictures and in person, he probably wouldn’t have been in this situation, which if Mark had reflected on it, would have been a very sad thing. However, Mark wasn’t in a reflective mood, or giving any consideration to the serendipity of his cock buried in his daughter eager mouth, he just reacted to his own animalistic needs, and that was good enough for him. He was a man who had had a slut’s lips wrapped around his cock, and really that was all that mattered to him at that moment.

You’re doing good sweetheart.

Mark gave encouragement to her, watching as she worked his cock. He could tell she wasn’t doing it only because he demanded it, no she was doing because she liked it Over the years he’d had enough girls play with his tool, and it didn’t take long to realize which ones went through the motions and did what they thought they should, compared to the ones that truly enjoyed, loved and craved cock. Maybe he should have been horrified or at least appalled that his daughter wasn’t an innocent young woman, but instead a cock loving slut, but he wasn’t, he was the exact opposite. The idea that he’d found a young eager slut, that he could feed his cock to was thrilling, exciting and hopefully very satisfying, even if it was his daughter. For Mark it was now all about Harley as a woman, a slut, and not about her as his daughter. Though at some subconscious level there was probably some unrealized thrill about putting his cock to his daughter.

Seems you have learned something.

Now her blow job wasn’t the best or the most experienced, but for a girl her age, she’d clearly had learned a lot, and the potential was there. Not every girl could take his full length, and she’d done an admirable job, he was proud. She was showing some talent he didn’t know she had. Given his lack of recent sexual partners, and her youthful eagerness, he found himself giving into the moment, and felt the pressure in his balls reach a boiling point.

I’m about to cum, but don’t you fucking swallow, I want to see your mouth full, understand slut?

Most guys would have just been satisfied she’d given them head, or enjoyed them swallowing the load, but Mark demanded more. Mark was a take control type of guy, and even with her he was in command. There was no doubt, as his hand reached again back to her head that had been free that this wasn’t open to discussion, as his hand grab a hold of a large wad of hair.

 

[Katy1008]

Harley was 15 the first time she had a cock in her mouth and the first time she tasted cum. It had belonged to a 18year old jock she had met at a party who had taken her out to his truck. They’d made out for a while and then he’d asked her to service his cock. When she said she’d never done it before, he said he’d teach her. And he did... well the basics at least. There had been no real finesse about the whole thing. As he’d sat in the driver seat, he’d told her to take out his cock and play with it. She had felt it getting hard in her hand, watched how it grew longer and thicker. He’d told her to kiss the head...to lick it...nice and slow. She took the basic direction well and he had moaned and gasped as she learnt her way around a hard male member. Her gag reflex wasn’t too bad but he’d told her she needed to practice to overcome it. He told her as it was her first time maybe she should just bring him off with her hand and then she could taste him. Three days later, when he gave her a second lesson in his bedroom, he’d cum on her face and in her mouth. Afterwards, word seemed to get round pretty quick and she’d gotten numerous text messages offering her practice opportunities. She’s taken up quite a few of the offers! She found being on her knees in front of a guy a huge turn on and she loved the feel of a guy’s hand in her hair and she loved the feel of her lips slipping over the landscape of a hard cock.

The pictures Mark had been shown by the tool rep had been one of the best times she’d had. Three different guys. One after the other. Each one fucking her and cumming in or over her. He’d all gotten pictures on there phones, some she knew noting about and some where she was too turned on or too knackered to care about.

Nothing that she’d ever done before had been like this though. And she had never sucked off a cock as big as her dad’s. Harley moaned as she felt his fingers tighten in her hair and, looking up at him, eyes wide, she gave a slight nod. The instruction was new though. No-one had ever told her not to swallow. She’d seen it enough in porn movies though. She knew - thought she knew - what Mark wanted. She wanted to please him working her mouth back and forth on maybe the top 5 or 6 inches of his shaft, acing herself for the inevitable.

 

[Tyr]

Mark with a guttural groan started deep in his chest, the eruption of which matched the blast of his cock as it spewed its hot sticky viscous seed into his daughter mouth. The spasms of pleasure were accompanied by a sense of relief as the pent up pressure was released in a series of tumultuous blasts of cum. He stared down at Harley thrilled with the sight of her mouth at the end of his pulsating cock. Others might look down at a slut, or think less of them, but for him there was little more exciting or thrilling than feeding your joy to a creature that not only took it but wanted it. That was what made sluts so perfect for Mark, he knew wanted what he wanted, they got off on the way he used them, and they were more than happy to empty his balls over and over.

Oh fuck yes!

Mark exclaimed as one long almost excruciating blast followed another. He let her feast on his cock, as she fed for the first time at his more than ample member. Even with her being not as experienced as some of the sluts he’d had in the past, one of course being her mother, it felt like one of the hardest cums he’d ever add. The reason may have been the lack of adequate relief over the past years, or that she was suck a young and hot piece of ass, or even the more twisted reason that it was his own slutty daughter filling her mouth with his load. The exact reason didn’t matter, only how good it felt to cum, as he groaned again.

Take that fucking load slut! Make daddy happy, and do as I told you.

There was probably more than her mouth could hold, and what she was going to do with the excess was her problem. Mark was in the moment, and the shivers that went through his body felt so good, and each spasm, washed away just a small part of the anger and betrayal that he felt. It truly was difficult to be angry at a woman and especially a slut when she had her lips wrapped around your cock.