She walked into the house like she owned the place, but we both knew who really ran things. At twenty-two, Lena still lived under my roof, and she loved pushing every button until I snapped. Tonight was no different. She wore a tiny tank top with no bra, nipples hard against the fabric, and shorts so short her ass cheeks peeked out with every step. "Daddy, I'm home," she called out, voice dripping with that bratty tone she knew would get to me.
I was waiting in the living room, already hard just from the sound of her voice. "Get over here," I growled. No warm greeting, no small talk. She smirked but obeyed, stopping right in front of my chair. I grabbed her wrist and yanked her onto my lap, one hand immediately sliding up her thigh under those ridiculous shorts. Her pussy was bare underneath, already wet. "You've been teasing me all week with these slutty outfits.
Time to pay up."
Lena gasped as my fingers found her clit, rubbing rough circles. "Daddy, please…" she started, but I cut her off with a hard slap on her ass. "Shut up and take it. You know you want Daddy's cock." I shoved two fingers inside her tight cunt, pumping them fast while she squirmed. She was soaked, dripping down my hand, her hips rocking back against me despite the rough treatment. I pulled my fingers out and made her suck them clean, watching her tongue swirl around like the eager little whore she was for me.
I stood up, lifting her with me, and carried her to the bedroom. Tossing her on the bed, I stripped off my clothes, my thick cock springing free, already leaking precum. "On your knees," I ordered. She scrambled to obey, mouth open. I fed her my dick, thrusting deep into her throat until she gagged. "That's it, take Daddy's cock like a good girl." Saliva ran down her chin as I fucked her face, holding her head in place. She moaned around me, eyes watering, but she didn't pull away.
When I was ready, I flipped her onto her back, ripped off her shorts and top, and spread her legs wide. Her pussy glistened, pink and swollen. I rubbed the head of my cock against her entrance, teasing. "Beg for it," I demanded. "Beg Daddy to fuck you." Lena's voice came out shaky and desperate. "Please, Daddy, fuck me. Fuck your daughter hard. I need your cock inside me."
I slammed into her in one thrust, burying myself balls-deep. She cried out, back arching, but I didn't give her time to adjust. I pounded her relentlessly, the bed creaking under us, skin slapping skin. Her tits bounced with every thrust. I leaned down, biting her neck, marking her. "This cunt belongs to me," I grunted. "My daughter's tight little hole, only for Daddy." She wrapped her legs around me, pulling me deeper, moaning louder with each stroke.
I flipped her over, yanking her hips up so her ass was in the air. I spanked her hard, leaving red handprints, then drove back inside her from behind. One hand gripped her hair, pulling her head back as I fucked her like an animal. "You love this, don't you? Incest with your dominant daddy. Getting railed by the man who raised you." She pushed back against me, meeting every thrust. "Yes, Daddy! Harder!"
Reaching under her, I rubbed her clit in time with my pounding. She came first, pussy clenching around my cock, juices squirting out around me. I didn't stop, fucking her through it until her legs shook. Then I pulled out, flipped her again, and straddled her chest. I stroked my cock fast, aiming at her open mouth. "Swallow every drop," I ordered, and unloaded thick ropes of cum across her tongue and face. She swallowed what she could, licking her lips clean.
We lay there catching our breath, my hand still possessively on her thigh. She curled against me, whispering, "Again later, Daddy?" I smirked, already feeling myself stir. "Count on it. You're mine." The night stretched ahead, full of more raw, filthy need between us.
