She was eighteen, legal, and dripping for it. The second the front door shut behind Mom, she stripped off her shorts and climbed into Daddy's lap on the couch.
"Fuck me, Daddy," she said straight out. "I've been wet all day thinking about your cock."
He didn't waste time with talk. His big hands grabbed her ass, yanked her panties aside, and two thick fingers shoved straight into her pussy. She was soaked already, tight but greedy, grinding down on his knuckles while he pumped them hard.
"Such a dirty little girl," he growled, voice low and rough. "You want Daddy's dick in this cunt? Say it."
"Yes, Daddy. Fuck your daughter. Fill me up."
He unzipped fast. His cock sprang out, heavy, veined, already leaking. She wrapped her hand around it, stroked once, then sank down without warning. The head stretched her open, thick and hot, pushing deep until her ass met his thighs. She moaned loud, no shame, riding him in sloppy, wet strokes right there in the living room.
He slapped her ass, hard. "Bounce on it. Let me feel that tight hole squeeze."
She did. Hips snapping, tits bouncing under her tank top, pussy making filthy wet sounds every time she dropped. Juice ran down his shaft onto his balls. He grabbed her hips, thrust up to meet her, pounding the spot that made her scream.
"Harder, Daddy. Wreck my cunt."
He flipped her onto her back on the couch, yanked her legs wide, and drove back in balls-deep. The slap of skin on skin filled the room. He fucked her like he owned her, deep, relentless, sweat dripping from his chest onto her stomach. She came first, pussy clamping, gushing around him, but he didn't stop. He kept pounding through the spasms, thumb rubbing her swollen clit until she came again, shaking.
"Turn over," he ordered.
She got on her knees, face in the cushions, ass up. He spread her cheeks, spat on her asshole, then lined up and shoved back into her pussy from behind. One hand fisted her hair, the other reached under to pinch her nipples while he hammered. The angle hit deeper, rougher. Every thrust pushed a grunt out of her.
"Take it," he said. "Daddy's dirty fucktoy."
She pushed back, meeting every stroke, begging for more. "Cum in me, Daddy. Breed your daughter's pussy."
He groaned, pace turning brutal. His cock swelled, then pulsed, flooding her with thick ropes of cum. It overflowed, leaking out around his shaft, running down her thighs. He stayed buried, grinding through the last spurts, then pulled out slow so she could feel every inch.
She reached back, scooped some of the mess with two fingers, and sucked them clean while he watched.
"Again," she said. "Don't stop until I'm full."
He was already hard again.
He dragged her to the floor, put her on all fours, and took her ass this time, working his cum-slick cock into the tighter hole while she fingered her own clit. Raw, fast, no mercy. She came screaming his name, body rocking under him, and he followed, pumping another load deep in her ass.
They didn't move for a long minute, breathing hard, his cock still twitching inside her. Then he pulled out, watched his cum drip from both holes, and slapped her ass one more time.
"Clean me up, baby girl."
She turned around, took his softening cock in her mouth, and licked every trace of their mess off him, slow and thorough, eyes locked on his.
The house was quiet again except for the wet sounds of her mouth. Mom wouldn't be home for hours. They had plenty of time for round three.
