I pushed open the bedroom door and there she was, my 24-year-old daughter Lena, standing by the bed in nothing but a thin white tank top and panties. Her nipples poked hard against the cotton. She didn’t look surprised to see me. She looked ready.
“Lock it,” she said.
I turned the lock. My cock was already stiffening in my jeans. We’d been circling this for months—late-night talks that got too honest, too many glasses of wine, too many times she’d sat on my lap and felt how hard I got for her. Tonight the line was gone.
She peeled the tank top off first. Her tits were full and heavy, the same shape as her mother’s but younger, firmer. She hooked her thumbs in her panties and slid them down, stepping out of them. Her pussy was shaved smooth, lips already glistening.
“Come here, Daddy,” she said, voice low and filthy. “Come fuck your daughter.”
I crossed the room in three steps. My hands went straight to her ass, squeezing hard as I pulled her against me. She ground her bare cunt against the bulge in my pants and moaned.
“Been waiting for this,” she whispered. “Every time you hugged me I wanted you to bend me over the kitchen counter and just take it.”
I shoved her onto the bed. She landed on her back, legs spreading automatically. I stripped fast, cock springing free, thick and veined. Lena’s eyes locked on it.
“Fuck, look at that,” she breathed. “My daddy’s big dick. Come put it in me.”
I climbed between her thighs and rubbed the head up and down her slit, coating myself in her wetness. She was dripping. I pushed the tip inside and she gasped, back arching.
“Slow,” she panted. “Let me feel every inch.”
I sank in inch by inch until my balls rested against her ass. She was tight, hot, and pulsing around me. Her pussy clenched like it was trying to pull me deeper.
“Oh my God, Daddy,” she moaned. “You’re inside your little girl. Fuck me.”
I started thrusting, long and deep. The wet sound of my cock sliding in and out of her filled the room. Lena’s tits bounced with every stroke. She reached down and rubbed her clit while I fucked her.
“Harder,” she demanded. “Fuck me like you mean it. Use your daughter’s cunt.”
I grabbed her hips and slammed into her. The headboard banged the wall. Her moans turned into sharp cries every time I bottomed out. Sweat slicked our skin. I leaned down and sucked one of her nipples into my mouth, biting just hard enough to make her yelp and clench tighter around me.
“Gonna come already,” she gasped. “Daddy’s dick feels too good.”
Her pussy fluttered and then she was coming, legs shaking, juices coating my shaft. I didn’t stop. I fucked her straight through it, pounding her soaked hole while she whimpered and begged.
“Don’t pull out,” she said when she could talk again. “I want you to fill me up. Come inside your daughter.”
I flipped her onto her stomach, yanked her hips up, and drove back in from behind. The new angle let me go even deeper. Her ass rippled every time my hips smacked against it. I reached under her and pinched her clit, making her scream into the pillow.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” she chanted. “Breed me, Daddy. Give me that load.”
I felt my balls tighten. I fucked her faster, rougher, until the orgasm hit me like a punch. I buried myself to the hilt and unloaded, thick ropes of cum pumping deep into her pussy. She pushed back against me, taking every drop.
When I finally pulled out, my cum leaked out of her and ran down her thighs. Lena rolled onto her back, spread her legs, and scooped some of it onto her fingers. She licked them clean while looking me in the eye.
“Next round,” she said, “I want it in my mouth first. Then you can fuck my ass.
We’ve got all night, Daddy.”
She reached for my cock again, already half-hard, and smiled like the filthy girl she was.
