I watched my 19-year-old daughter, Lena, bend over the kitchen table to grab her phone and felt my cock twitch hard in my jeans. She was all long legs and tight ass in those tiny shorts, her tank top riding up to show smooth skin. I’d been fighting this for months, but tonight the house was empty and I was done pretending.
“Lena,” I said, voice low. “Come here a minute.”
She straightened and turned, smiling that sweet smile that always got me. “What’s up, Dad?”
I stepped close, letting her feel the heat off my body. “You know what you do to me when you walk around like that?”
Her cheeks flushed but she didn’t back away. “Dad…”
“Been thinking about this since you turned eighteen,” I told her straight. My hand slid to her hip, fingers digging in.
“Thinking about bending you over and fucking this tight little pussy.”
She sucked in a breath. I could see her nipples harden under the thin top. “We shouldn’t…”
“But you want it,” I said, sliding my hand down to cup her ass. “Your cunt’s already wet for Daddy, isn’t it?”
I didn’t wait for an answer. I pushed two fingers between her thighs and felt the damp heat through the shorts. Lena whimpered. That sound broke the last thread of control. I spun her around, bent her over the table, and yanked the shorts down. Her bare ass and smooth, shaved pussy were right there, glistening.
“Fuck, look at that,” I growled. I freed my cock, thick and already leaking, and rubbed the head up and down her slit. “You’re dripping for it.”
“Please,” she whispered, pushing back against me.
I drove in deep on the first thrust, burying every inch in her tight heat. Lena cried out, gripping the edge of the table. I didn’t go slow. I fucked her hard and dirty, the sound of skin slapping filling the kitchen. Her cunt squeezed me like a fist every time I bottomed out.
“That’s it,” I grunted, pounding into her. “Take Daddy’s cock. Been waiting to stretch this little hole.”
She moaned louder, pushing back to meet every thrust. “Harder, Dad. Fuck me harder.”
I reached under her, found her clit, and rubbed it rough while I slammed into her. Her legs started shaking. I felt her pussy clamp down as she came, soaking my cock and the floor. I didn’t stop. I kept fucking her through it, chasing my own release.
When I was close I pulled out, spun her around, and pushed her to her knees. “Open,” I ordered.
Lena looked up at me with glassy eyes and stuck out her tongue. I stroked my cock twice and shot thick ropes across her face and into her mouth. She swallowed what she could, licking her lips clean while I watched.
Afterward I pulled her up, kissed her messy mouth, and told her, “This is just the start. Tonight you sleep in my bed.”
She smiled, still flushed and dripping. “Yes, Daddy.”
