She was twenty-one when it finally happened, home from college for the summer and sleeping in her old room like nothing had changed. But everything had. I caught her coming out of the shower one night, towel barely covering those full tits, water still dripping down her thick thighs. "Daddy," she said, voice low and teasing, "you staring again?"
I didn't answer with words. I pushed her back into the bathroom, locked the door, and yanked the towel off. Her body was perfect, smooth skin, shaved pussy already glistening. "You've been teasing me for months, baby girl," I growled, fingers sliding straight between her legs. She was soaked. "Fuck, you're dripping for your daddy."
She moaned and spread her legs wider. "I want it. I want your cock. No more pretending." I shoved two fingers inside her tight cunt, pumping hard while my thumb worked her clit. She bucked against my hand, whispering filthy shit like "Finger-fuck your daughter, daddy, make me come." Her walls clenched and she came quick, juices running down my wrist.
I spun her around, bent her over the sink, and freed my thick cock. No slow build-up.
I slammed into her from behind in one thrust, burying every inch in that hot, wet pussy. She cried out, pushing back to take it deeper. "Harder, daddy, wreck me." I gripped her hips and pounded her, balls slapping her ass, the wet sounds echoing off the tiles. Her tits bounced in the mirror. I reached around and pinched her nipples hard while I fucked her senseless.
She came again, screaming "Daddy!" as her cunt spasmed around my shaft. I didn't stop. I pulled out, dropped to my knees, and ate her from behind, tongue fucking her hole then licking up to her tight asshole. She tasted sweet and dirty. "Please, daddy, put it in my ass," she begged. I spit on her hole, worked a finger in, then stood and pressed my cockhead against it. It took a minute but I sank into her ass, stretching her open. She whimpered and pushed back until I was balls-deep.
I fucked her ass raw and fast, one hand on her throat, the other slapping her clit. "This is what you wanted, my little incest slut?" She nodded, gasping, "Yes, daddy, use all my holes." I pulled out, spun her, and shoved my cock down her throat. She gagged but swallowed me like a pro, eyes watering while I face-fucked her. Spit and precum ran down her chin onto her tits.
I hauled her to the bedroom, threw her on the bed, and climbed between her legs. Missionary this time, slow and deep so I could watch her face while I bred her. "Tell me you're mine," I demanded, cock buried to the hilt. "I'm your daughter slut, daddy. Fill me up." I hammered into her, skin slapping, her legs locked around me. When I came I stayed deep, pumping load after load into her cunt, watching it leak out around my shaft.
We didn't stop that night. She rode me next, grinding her clit against me while I sucked her nipples. Then I took her on all fours again, switching between pussy and ass until she was shaking. By morning she was covered in my cum, marked and satisfied, already whispering about the next time. No guilt, just raw need. We both knew this was only the start of our secret.
