I slammed the front door shut behind me and there she was, bent over the kitchen table in nothing but a tiny tank top and those cutoff shorts that barely covered her fat ass. My daughter. Eighteen, legal, and built like sin itself. That big booty of hers jiggled with every little move she made, cheeks spilling out the bottom of the denim like they were begging to be grabbed and spread.
"Daddy," she said, turning her head with that smirk she knew drove me crazy. "You're home early."
I didn't answer with words. I crossed the room in three steps, grabbed two handfuls of that thick, soft ass, and squeezed hard. She moaned, pushing back against my hands. The shorts rode up, the fabric disappearing between her cheeks. I yanked them down in one rough tug. No panties. Her pussy was already wet, lips puffy and glistening, and right above it that huge round ass flexed and bounced.
I dropped to my knees and buried my face between those cheeks. Tongue first, licking a long stripe from her dripping cunt up to her tight little asshole. She tasted sweet and dirty at the same time. I spread her wider, tongue fucking her hole while my fingers worked her clit. She pushed that big booty back harder, grinding on my face.
"Fuck, Daddy, eat that ass," she groaned. "Been waiting all day for you to come home and use me."
I stood up, unbuckled, and slapped my cock against those fat cheeks. The head left wet streaks across her skin. I lined up and shoved in deep in one thrust. Her pussy clenched around me like a fist. That big booty rippled with every slam of my hips. I watched it shake and bounce, the sight making my balls tighten.
I fucked her hard right there on the table. The wood creaked under us. Her moans got louder, turning into filthy begging. "Harder, Daddy. Wreck that pussy. Spank my big ass while you fuck me." My hand cracked down on one cheek, then the other, leaving red prints. The sound echoed through the kitchen.
I pulled out and flipped her onto her back. Her tits bounced free when I ripped the tank top off. I hooked her legs over my shoulders and drove back in. From this angle I could watch every inch disappear into her while that fat ass hung off the edge of the table, still jiggling. She reached down and spread her cheeks for me, showing off everything.
"Look at how you stretch me, Daddy. Your cock feels so good in your little girl's cunt."
I leaned forward and spit on her asshole, then pushed my thumb in while I kept pounding her pussy. She came hard, squirting around my cock, that big booty shaking uncontrollably. I didn't stop. I pulled out, flipped her again, and pressed my cock against her asshole.
"Beg for it," I growled.
"Please, Daddy. Fuck my ass. Stretch my big booty with your cock."
I pushed in slow at first, then buried myself to the balls. Her ass took every inch like it was made for it.
I fucked her ass with the same raw rhythm, one hand gripping a handful of cheek, the other reaching around to rub her clit. She came again, screaming my name, her whole body shaking.
I pulled out at the last second, spun her around, and painted that big jiggling ass with thick ropes of cum. It ran down the crack, over her pussy, dripping onto the floor. She reached back and rubbed it into her skin, then licked her fingers clean while looking me in the eyes.
We didn't talk about stopping. We never did. She just smiled, stood up on shaky legs, and led me to the bedroom for round two. That big booty swayed the whole way down the hall, already marked and ready for more.
