My love stick was to big for her love hole
Sixteen years old Sarah shows her dad she’s a backdoor girl.
Sarah tiptoed downstairs, the house quiet except for her dad, Charles, gentle snores echoing through the hallway. The warm glow from the TV flickered across her dad’s sleeping form, sprawled on the couch in his bathrobe. His chest rose and fell rhythmically, and she couldn’t help but notice the bulge beneath the fabric.
Her mother had gone to bed early, leaving Sarah feeling both relieved and mischievous. She had hoped to sneak into the kitchen and grab a big carrot to play with, but the sight of her dad sleeping there made her pause. A naughty idea popped into her head. She had never seen her father’s penis. The curiosity grew stronger, and she found herself drawn closer to him.
Her heart thumping in her chest, she approached the couch and peeked over the edge. She had only seen penises in James’s magazines, but never in real life. The fabric of the bathrobe was soft and thin, and she knew that if she just pulled it aside a little, she could get a peek.
Her hand hovered over the robe, trembling with excitement. The fabric was warm from her dad’s body, and she could feel her own breath quicken. She gently tugged at the edge of the robe, and it slipped down, revealing his soft, penis. It was smaller than the ones in the magazines, but it still seemed huge. She stared at it, her mind racing with thoughts of how it would feel to touch it.
Sarah leaned in closer, her eyes wide. The shaft was thick and veiny, the tip slightly darker than the rest of his body. His shaves balls hung low and heavy, and she couldn’t help but feel a strange fascination. Her hand hovered just above his junk, her fingertips tingling with the urge to touch.
Her breath was shallow as she reached out and lightly brushed her fingertips against the velvety skin of his shaft. The contact was electric, sending a jolt of excitement through her body. She watched in fascination as it twitched in response to her touch. It was so much softer than she had imagined, and she marveled at how small her hands looked next to it.
Her curiosity grew bolder as she wrapped her hand around her dad’s penis, feeling it pulse gently in her grasp. She didn’t know much about them, but she knew enough to know that meant he liked it. She began to stroke him lightly, watching as his penis grew hard and firm under her touch. She had never felt anything so alive, so responsive, and the power she had over it thrilled her.
As she stroked her father’s cock, she couldn’t help but think of the men in James’s magazines, how they looked as they pushed their cocks into the women’s willing bumholes. The thought sent a shiver down her spine, and she felt her own pussy throb in response. She leaned closer, her cheek brushing against the hair on his thigh as she studied his reactions. His breathing grew heavier, but he remained asleep, lost in his own world of dreams.
Her eyes wandered over the rest of his body, taking in the dusting of hair on his chest, the way his stomach softly curved. It was nothing like the toned, muscular bodies in the magazines, but there was something comforting about his dad-bod.
Her grip tightened around his shaft, and she began to stroke him in earnest. She watched as pre-cum began to bead at the tip, and she couldn’t help but lean in closer to see.
It was mesmerizing, the way her dad’s penis responded to her touch. Each stroke was met with a subtle twitch or a slight thickening of his shaft, as if the organ had a mind of its own. Sarah’s eyes were glued to the hypnotic dance of her hand on him, her pulse racing in time with the movements. The feeling of power and excitement was intoxicating. She had never felt so grown up.
The memory of the hairbrush handle deep in her bum was still fresh, and she longed to repeat the sensation. Her free hand wandered down to her panties, and she slipped her fingers inside, feeling the slickness of her desire.
Her dad stirred in his sleep, a low groan escaping his throat. The sound sent a bolt of terror through her, and she froze. But he didn’t wake up. The only movement was the subtle rising and falling of his chest.
Her hand paused on his penis, she liked the feel of the warmth and the weight of it in her hand. She knew this was wrong, that she shouldn’t be touching him like this, but she couldn’t stop. Her curiosity had turned into something else, something that made her feel both excited and guilty. The compulsion was too strong, and she didn’t even want to fight it.
She watched as her dad’s cock grew even harder in her hand, the head swelling and becoming a deep shade of red. The pre-cum had started to leak out in a steady stream, and she found herself wanting to taste it.
With a deep breath, she leaned in closer and gently flicked her tongue against the slit. . She didn’t know why she was doing this, but it was like she was discovering something about herself that she had always known was there.
The taste was salty and slightly bitter, but not unpleasant. She licked again, her tongue swirling around the head of his cock. Her other hand found its way back to her pussy, her fingers sliding in easily.
Her dad’s breathing grew deeper, and she watched with a mix of fear and excitement as his cock began to throb in her hand. The precum flowed freely now, and she found herself eager to explore more of him with her mouth.
Gently, she took the head of her father’s penis between her lips, feeling the smoothness of the skin and the velvet of the mushroom tip. She sucked lightly, tasting the saltiness of his precum. The sensation was strange and exhilarating, and she couldn’t believe she was doing this.
Her free hand wandered to his balls, and she cupped them gently in her palm. They felt heavy and warm, and she rolled them softly. His thighs tensed slightly, and she heard a low murmur from his chest.
Encouraged by his response, Sarah took more of him into her mouth, her teeth scraping lightly against his shaft as she began to bob her head. The salty taste grew stronger, and she could feel his cock pulse with every suck. It was like nothing she had ever experienced before, and she couldn’t get enough of it.
Without realizing it, she had moved closer to him on the couch, her knees pressing into the cushion. Her hand was a blur, working in tandem with her mouth as she explored every inch of him. She felt her own arousal building, her panties damp with desire.
Suddenly, his hand found the back of her head, guiding her movements. She looked up, and for a split second, she was sure he’d caught her. But the glazed look in his eyes told her he was still mostly asleep.
“Mm, that’s it, Rachel,” he murmured, his voice thick with sleep. He thought it was her mother, Rachel, his hand still guiding her movements.
Sarah’s eyes widened in shock, but she couldn’t pull away. The thrill of being caught was too intense. She swallowed hard and took him deeper into her mouth, feeling his cock hit the back of her throat. She gagged slightly but managed to keep going, the thrill of being used by her own daddy was addictive.
Her hand reached behind her to her own bare ass, her fingers slick with her juices, sliding into her tight little rear hole. She loved playing with her bum, the feeling of fullness and the slight burn as she pushed in and out.
“Mmm, Rachel,” her dad’s voice was a little clearer, his grip on her head tightening slightly.
Sarah came to the realization that her dad was slowly waking up. She tired to pull away, but his grip grew stronger, urging her to continue. She glanced up at him, his eyes still half-lidded, and watched as he took in the sight of his little girl with her mouth full of his cock.
“Oh, Sarah,” he murmured again, his voice thick with lust.
Sarah’s eyes grew wide with terror and excitement as she realized her father was fully awake. But instead of pushing her away, his grip grew stronger. The realization that her dad knew it was her, and that he was enjoying it, only made her more wet.
“Deeper,” he murmured, his hand guiding her movements. His penis was thick and long. She gagged as he pushed deeper, the head of his cock pushing into her throat.
Sarah’s eyes watered as she took him in, her throat burning with the unfamiliar intrusion. Her father’s cock was choking her, and she tried to relax her throat muscles, as she felt him push deeper. She gagged more, her eyes bulging slightly, but she couldn’t pull away. She focused on the sensation, the way his shaft filled her completely, the way she could feel every ridge and vein.
Her saliva coated his penis, making wet, gurgling noises as it slid in and out of her mouth. Her face was bright red from the effort, her cheeks puffed out like a chipmunk’s. She could feel the head of his cock hit the back of her throat, and she drooed onot his balls. The feeling was overwhelming, she was terrified but somehow wanted more.
“Oh, yes, baby,” her father murmured, his eyes now fully open and locked on her face. “You’re doing so good.”
The praise sent a wave of excitement through her, and she tried to take him even deeper, her neck bulging on every inward stroke. The sound of his cock sliding in and out of her throat was obscene. She could feel her gag reflex trying to kick in, but she swallowed it down, determined to take all of him.
“Mmm, yes, just like that,” her father groaned, his hips bucking as he fucked her throat with long, slow strokes. His hand was now tangled in her hair, holding her in place as he pushed himself deep into her throat.
Sarah’s eyes watered even more, and she couldn’t breathe, but she didn’t care. The sensation of her fathers thick, hard cock sliding in and out of her mouth was too much. She felt like a naughty little slut, and she loved it. The saliva dripped down her chin, and she could feel her own pussy throbbing with each movement.
Her father’s grip on her head grew even stronger, his fingers digging into her cheeks as he began to fuck her face in earnest. “You’re so good, baby,” he moaned, his hips bucking as he thrust into her mouth. She felt like she was going to pass out. She was his little whore now, to use as he wished.
The saliva was pouring down her chin, and she was choking on his cock, but she couldn’t stop. His hand tightened on the back of her head, keeping her in place as he pushed himself deeper and deeper. She could feel his balls on her chin and his pubes against her nose.
“I’m going to cum,” he warned, his voice strained, as he continued to fuck her throat with increasing speed. Sarah nodded eagerly, her eyes watering as she felt the head of his cock swell in her mouth. She knew she wasn’t supposed to enjoy this, but she couldn’t help the way her body responded to his dominance.
Her father’s hand clamped down on the back of her head, holding her in place as he erupted. Cum shot straight into her throat, and choked her. Some of it spurted out her nose, but she managed to swallow most of it, her throat muscles working overtime.
As he came down from his high, his grip on her loosened. He pulled his cock from her mouth with a wet pop, leaving her gasping for air. She wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, her eyes watering.
Her father looked down at her, his eyes filled with horror and regret. “Sarah, I’m so sorry,” he whispered, his voice thick with emotion. “I didn’t mean to…I just couldn’t stop. You’re my daughter, and I shouldn’t have…but why did you…?”
Sarah sat back on her heels, her chin and chest shiny with cum and saliva, her breathing ragged. “It’s okay, daddy,” she murmured, her voice hoarse. “I wanted to. I like it.”
Her father’s face was a mix of shock and arousal, his cock still hard and glistening with her saliva. “But…but you’re just a little girl,” he stuttered, his hand dropping to his side.
“I know, daddy,” Sarah said, her voice girlie and sweet, “but I’ve felt different for a while now. And when I saw your… I just had to know what it felt like.” She reached out and took his semi-hard penis in her small hand, stroking it gently. “It’s okay, you liked it too, didn’t you?”
Her dad’s eyes searched hers, torn between his love for his daughter and his newfound lust for her. He didn’t know how to respond. He had never felt anything so wrong. He nodded slowly, his cock growing hard again under her touch.
“I…I don’t know if this is right,” he whispered, his voice shaking.
“Don’t worry, daddy,” Sarah said, her eyes shining with a newfound sense of power. She straddled him, her small, tight ass hovering over his still hard cock. She reached behind her and spread her cheeks with both hands, exposing her tight little asshole to him.
Her father watched, his cock twitching with excitement. “Sarah, what are you doing?” he whispered, his voice strained.
“You liked my mouth, daddy,” she said, her voice low and sultry, “now I want to try something else.” She reached back and took his cock in her hand, the saliva making it slick and shiny. She lined it up with her tight little bum, the head of his cock just touching the puckered entrance.
Her dad’s eyes went wide, his mouth opening and closing like a fish out of water. “Sarah, no,” he whispered, but his protests were weak, his cock betraying his true feelings. Sarah leaned in closer, her breath hot against his ear. “Don’t you want to feel how tight my little bum is, daddy?”
Her dad’s breath hitched, and he couldn’t find the words to respond. She took the silence as consent and pushed down, the head of his cock starting to slowly breach her tight little ring of muscle.
“Oh, fuck,” her father groaned, his hands gripped her slender hips. Sarah felt the pressure build as her anus stretched around him. It was so big, so much thicker than the hairbrush handle she was used to, but the pain was also sort of a weird throbbing pleasure. She could feel her ass cheeks quivering with the effort of taking him all in.
“Are you okay, baby?” her dad’s voice was strained with effort, his cock still lodged halfway in her ass.
“Yes, daddy,” Sarah whimpered, her eyes watering. “Keep going.”
Her father’s eyes searched hers, before he nodded. He took a deep breath and pushed her down further, his cock sliding deeper into her tight little ass. She felt a burning sensation as her body stretched around his girth, but she didn’t stop. She braced herself against his chest, her tiny tits pressing into him, her small, pink nipples standing erect.
“Oh, daddy,” she moaned, her voice a mix of pain and pleasure. She began to rock her hips back and forth, taking him in inch by inch. Her tight ass gripped him like a vice, the walls of her anus squeezing around his cock with each movement.
The sensation was like nothing he had ever felt before. Her asshole was so much tighter than Rachel’s pussy, and the sight of his daughter’s tiny body stretched over him was insane. He watched as she took him deeper, her face contorted with the effort of keeping his adult cock in her tiny rear.
“Fuck, you’re so tight,” he grunted, his hands gripping her hips tightly, guiding her movements. She was fully seated on him now, his cock buried to the hilt in her tight little hole. She slapped her clit with her hand, the pleasure mixing with the pain of being so fully stretched by her daddy’s cock.
Her asshole was like a vice around his penis, sending waves of pleasure through his body. He watched in amazement as her small hand moved rapidly, slapping her swollen little clit hard.
“Daddy,” she moaned, her voice strained. “It hurts so good.” Her father’s eyes were filled with a mix of love, lust, and confusion. “Relax,” he whispered, his hands moving to her small waist to help guide her movements. Sarah nodded, her face a mask of ecstasy and pain as she began to bounce up and down, her tight asshole stretching and clenching around his thick shaft.
The sound of their skin slapping filled the quiet room, punctuated by the occasional sloppy farting noise that escaped from her stretched sphincter. Sarah’s eyes rolled back in her head as she felt her father’s thick cock slide in and out of her ass, the feeling of fullness and the occasional pinch of pain making her wetter than ever.
Her father, Charles, watched in amazement as his daughter’s tight, young ass took him in, her cheeks bouncing with each stroke. He couldn’t believe what was happening, but the feeling was too good to stop. She was so tight, so wet, and her little cries of pleasure were driving him wild.
Sarah felt her dad’s cock slide out of her ass almost entirely before plunging back in balls deep . The feeling made her toes curl. She gripped his shoulders, her nails digging into his skin as she lifted herself back up and then dropped back down onto his cock, taking him in all the way to the base, feeling his balls slap against her.
Her hips rocking back and forth as she rode him like a pony, her tight ring stretching and clenching around his shaft.
The friction between them was unbearable, and she couldn’t hold back the grunts that escaped her mouth with every thrust. Her tiny hand flew to her clit, slapping it hard, the sound echoing in the quiet room. It was a rhythmic slap that matched the pace of her ass slamming down onto her daddy’s cock.
Her small frame bobbing up and down on his thickness. Her tight, puckered asshole looked puffy and red around the base of her daddy’s meat, The sight of her taking him like this, so eagerly, was driving him insane with lust.
“Fuck, that’s so good,” he groaned, his hands gripping her hips tightly, helping her to move faster. She moaned, her eyes squeezed shut, her teeth biting down on her bottom lip. The pain was there, but it was mixed with a pleasure she had never felt before.
Her asshole was stretched to the limit, the skin around it pulled taut and shiny with sweat and saliva. She could feel every inch of him inside her, his cock thick and unyielding as it filled her up completely. She felt like her ass was being turned inside out, but the feeling was so intense, so overwhelming, that she couldn’t help but push back onto him. The cheeks of her bottom clenching around his shaft as she fucked herself on him.
Sarah started to shake with each stroke, her tight ring clenching on his thickness. His cock felt like it was made of steel, inside her. Her breath came in ragged gasps, her hand moving faster and faster over her clit.
Her father watched in amazement as she approached her climax. “You’re going to cum for me, aren’t you, baby?” he whispered, his voice thick with lust.
Sarah just grunted, her body shaking. She felt like she was going to burst, her pussy was on fire, as her asshole clenched and released around him.
She convulsed around him, her body tightening as she reached the peak of her climax. The sensation was like nothing she had ever felt before, and she screamed out in pleasure, her voice raw and hoarse.
Her father’s eyes widened as he watched his daughter’s tight little asshole clamp down on his cock, her whole body shaking with the intensity of her orgasm. He couldn’t hold back any longer. With a roar, he thrust deep into her one final time, his cum spurting into her bowels, filling her up.
Sarah’s eyes rolled back in her head as she felt the hot spurt of her father’s seed fill her ass. She had never felt so full, so complete. Her pussy was still pulsing around her own fingers, the sensation of his cum leaking out around his cock and down her thighs.
Her father’s breathing was ragged, his chest heaving as he held onto her. “Sarah,” he whispered, his voice filled with a mix of awe and fear. “What have we done?”
Sarah tiptoed downstairs, the house quiet except for her dad, Charles, gentle snores echoing through the hallway. The warm glow from the TV flickered across her dad’s sleeping form, sprawled on the couch in his bathrobe. His chest rose and fell rhythmically, and she couldn’t help but notice the bulge beneath the fabric.
Her mother had gone to bed early, leaving Sarah feeling both relieved and mischievous. She had hoped to sneak into the kitchen and grab a big carrot to play with, but the sight of her dad sleeping there made her pause. A naughty idea popped into her head. She had never seen her father’s penis. The curiosity grew stronger, and she found herself drawn closer to him.
Her heart thumping in her chest, she approached the couch and peeked over the edge. She had only seen penises in James’s magazines, but never in real life. The fabric of the bathrobe was soft and thin, and she knew that if she just pulled it aside a little, she could get a peek.
Her hand hovered over the robe, trembling with excitement. The fabric was warm from her dad’s body, and she could feel her own breath quicken. She gently tugged at the edge of the robe, and it slipped down, revealing his soft, penis. It was smaller than the ones in the magazines, but it still seemed huge. She stared at it, her mind racing with thoughts of how it would feel to touch it.
Sarah leaned in closer, her eyes wide. The shaft was thick and veiny, the tip slightly darker than the rest of his body. His shaves balls hung low and heavy, and she couldn’t help but feel a strange fascination. Her hand hovered just above his junk, her fingertips tingling with the urge to touch.
Her breath was shallow as she reached out and lightly brushed her fingertips against the velvety skin of his shaft. The contact was electric, sending a jolt of excitement through her body. She watched in fascination as it twitched in response to her touch. It was so much softer than she had imagined, and she marveled at how small her hands looked next to it.
Her curiosity grew bolder as she wrapped her hand around her dad’s penis, feeling it pulse gently in her grasp. She didn’t know much about them, but she knew enough to know that meant he liked it. She began to stroke him lightly, watching as his penis grew hard and firm under her touch. She had never felt anything so alive, so responsive, and the power she had over it thrilled her.
As she stroked her father’s cock, she couldn’t help but think of the men in James’s magazines, how they looked as they pushed their cocks into the women’s willing bumholes. The thought sent a shiver down her spine, and she felt her own pussy throb in response. She leaned closer, her cheek brushing against the hair on his thigh as she studied his reactions. His breathing grew heavier, but he remained asleep, lost in his own world of dreams.
Her eyes wandered over the rest of his body, taking in the dusting of hair on his chest, the way his stomach softly curved. It was nothing like the toned, muscular bodies in the magazines, but there was something comforting about his dad-bod.
Her grip tightened around his shaft, and she began to stroke him in earnest. She watched as pre-cum began to bead at the tip, and she couldn’t help but lean in closer to see.
It was mesmerizing, the way her dad’s penis responded to her touch. Each stroke was met with a subtle twitch or a slight thickening of his shaft, as if the organ had a mind of its own. Sarah’s eyes were glued to the hypnotic dance of her hand on him, her pulse racing in time with the movements. The feeling of power and excitement was intoxicating. She had never felt so grown up.
The memory of the hairbrush handle deep in her bum was still fresh, and she longed to repeat the sensation. Her free hand wandered down to her panties, and she slipped her fingers inside, feeling the slickness of her desire.
Her dad stirred in his sleep, a low groan escaping his throat. The sound sent a bolt of terror through her, and she froze. But he didn’t wake up. The only movement was the subtle rising and falling of his chest.
Her hand paused on his penis, she liked the feel of the warmth and the weight of it in her hand. She knew this was wrong, that she shouldn’t be touching him like this, but she couldn’t stop. Her curiosity had turned into something else, something that made her feel both excited and guilty. The compulsion was too strong, and she didn’t even want to fight it.
She watched as her dad’s cock grew even harder in her hand, the head swelling and becoming a deep shade of red. The pre-cum had started to leak out in a steady stream, and she found herself wanting to taste it.
With a deep breath, she leaned in closer and gently flicked her tongue against the slit. . She didn’t know why she was doing this, but it was like she was discovering something about herself that she had always known was there.
The taste was salty and slightly bitter, but not unpleasant. She licked again, her tongue swirling around the head of his cock. Her other hand found its way back to her pussy, her fingers sliding in easily.
Her dad’s breathing grew deeper, and she watched with a mix of fear and excitement as his cock began to throb in her hand. The precum flowed freely now, and she found herself eager to explore more of him with her mouth.
Gently, she took the head of her father’s penis between her lips, feeling the smoothness of the skin and the velvet of the mushroom tip. She sucked lightly, tasting the saltiness of his precum. The sensation was strange and exhilarating, and she couldn’t believe she was doing this.
Her free hand wandered to his balls, and she cupped them gently in her palm. They felt heavy and warm, and she rolled them softly. His thighs tensed slightly, and she heard a low murmur from his chest.
Encouraged by his response, Sarah took more of him into her mouth, her teeth scraping lightly against his shaft as she began to bob her head. The salty taste grew stronger, and she could feel his cock pulse with every suck. It was like nothing she had ever experienced before, and she couldn’t get enough of it.
Without realizing it, she had moved closer to him on the couch, her knees pressing into the cushion. Her hand was a blur, working in tandem with her mouth as she explored every inch of him. She felt her own arousal building, her panties damp with desire.
Suddenly, his hand found the back of her head, guiding her movements. She looked up, and for a split second, she was sure he’d caught her. But the glazed look in his eyes told her he was still mostly asleep.
“Mm, that’s it, Rachel,” he murmured, his voice thick with sleep. He thought it was her mother, Rachel, his hand still guiding her movements.
Sarah’s eyes widened in shock, but she couldn’t pull away. The thrill of being caught was too intense. She swallowed hard and took him deeper into her mouth, feeling his cock hit the back of her throat. She gagged slightly but managed to keep going, the thrill of being used by her own daddy was addictive.
Her hand reached behind her to her own bare ass, her fingers slick with her juices, sliding into her tight little rear hole. She loved playing with her bum, the feeling of fullness and the slight burn as she pushed in and out.
“Mmm, Rachel,” her dad’s voice was a little clearer, his grip on her head tightening slightly.
Sarah came to the realization that her dad was slowly waking up. She tired to pull away, but his grip grew stronger, urging her to continue. She glanced up at him, his eyes still half-lidded, and watched as he took in the sight of his little girl with her mouth full of his cock.
“Oh, Sarah,” he murmured again, his voice thick with lust.
Sarah’s eyes grew wide with terror and excitement as she realized her father was fully awake. But instead of pushing her away, his grip grew stronger. The realization that her dad knew it was her, and that he was enjoying it, only made her more wet.
“Deeper,” he murmured, his hand guiding her movements. His penis was thick and long. She gagged as he pushed deeper, the head of his cock pushing into her throat.
Sarah’s eyes watered as she took him in, her throat burning with the unfamiliar intrusion. Her father’s cock was choking her, and she tried to relax her throat muscles, as she felt him push deeper. She gagged more, her eyes bulging slightly, but she couldn’t pull away. She focused on the sensation, the way his shaft filled her completely, the way she could feel every ridge and vein.
Her saliva coated his penis, making wet, gurgling noises as it slid in and out of her mouth. Her face was bright red from the effort, her cheeks puffed out like a chipmunk’s. She could feel the head of his cock hit the back of her throat, and she drooed onot his balls. The feeling was overwhelming, she was terrified but somehow wanted more.
“Oh, yes, baby,” her father murmured, his eyes now fully open and locked on her face. “You’re doing so good.”
The praise sent a wave of excitement through her, and she tried to take him even deeper, her neck bulging on every inward stroke. The sound of his cock sliding in and out of her throat was obscene. She could feel her gag reflex trying to kick in, but she swallowed it down, determined to take all of him.
“Mmm, yes, just like that,” her father groaned, his hips bucking as he fucked her throat with long, slow strokes. His hand was now tangled in her hair, holding her in place as he pushed himself deep into her throat.
Sarah’s eyes watered even more, and she couldn’t breathe, but she didn’t care. The sensation of her fathers thick, hard cock sliding in and out of her mouth was too much. She felt like a naughty little slut, and she loved it. The saliva dripped down her chin, and she could feel her own pussy throbbing with each movement.
Her father’s grip on her head grew even stronger, his fingers digging into her cheeks as he began to fuck her face in earnest. “You’re so good, baby,” he moaned, his hips bucking as he thrust into her mouth. She felt like she was going to pass out. She was his little whore now, to use as he wished.
The saliva was pouring down her chin, and she was choking on his cock, but she couldn’t stop. His hand tightened on the back of her head, keeping her in place as he pushed himself deeper and deeper. She could feel his balls on her chin and his pubes against her nose.
“I’m going to cum,” he warned, his voice strained, as he continued to fuck her throat with increasing speed. Sarah nodded eagerly, her eyes watering as she felt the head of his cock swell in her mouth. She knew she wasn’t supposed to enjoy this, but she couldn’t help the way her body responded to his dominance.
Her father’s hand clamped down on the back of her head, holding her in place as he erupted. Cum shot straight into her throat, and choked her. Some of it spurted out her nose, but she managed to swallow most of it, her throat muscles working overtime.
As he came down from his high, his grip on her loosened. He pulled his cock from her mouth with a wet pop, leaving her gasping for air. She wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, her eyes watering.
Her father looked down at her, his eyes filled with horror and regret. “Sarah, I’m so sorry,” he whispered, his voice thick with emotion. “I didn’t mean to…I just couldn’t stop. You’re my daughter, and I shouldn’t have…but why did you…?”
Sarah sat back on her heels, her chin and chest shiny with cum and saliva, her breathing ragged. “It’s okay, daddy,” she murmured, her voice hoarse. “I wanted to. I like it.”
Her father’s face was a mix of shock and arousal, his cock still hard and glistening with her saliva. “But…but you’re just a little girl,” he stuttered, his hand dropping to his side.
“I know, daddy,” Sarah said, her voice girlie and sweet, “but I’ve felt different for a while now. And when I saw your… I just had to know what it felt like.” She reached out and took his semi-hard penis in her small hand, stroking it gently. “It’s okay, you liked it too, didn’t you?”
Her dad’s eyes searched hers, torn between his love for his daughter and his newfound lust for her. He didn’t know how to respond. He had never felt anything so wrong. He nodded slowly, his cock growing hard again under her touch.
“I…I don’t know if this is right,” he whispered, his voice shaking.
“Don’t worry, daddy,” Sarah said, her eyes shining with a newfound sense of power. She straddled him, her small, tight ass hovering over his still hard cock. She reached behind her and spread her cheeks with both hands, exposing her tight little asshole to him.
Her father watched, his cock twitching with excitement. “Sarah, what are you doing?” he whispered, his voice strained.
“You liked my mouth, daddy,” she said, her voice low and sultry, “now I want to try something else.” She reached back and took his cock in her hand, the saliva making it slick and shiny. She lined it up with her tight little bum, the head of his cock just touching the puckered entrance.
Her dad’s eyes went wide, his mouth opening and closing like a fish out of water. “Sarah, no,” he whispered, but his protests were weak, his cock betraying his true feelings. Sarah leaned in closer, her breath hot against his ear. “Don’t you want to feel how tight my little bum is, daddy?”
Her dad’s breath hitched, and he couldn’t find the words to respond. She took the silence as consent and pushed down, the head of his cock starting to slowly breach her tight little ring of muscle.
“Oh, fuck,” her father groaned, his hands gripped her slender hips. Sarah felt the pressure build as her anus stretched around him. It was so big, so much thicker than the hairbrush handle she was used to, but the pain was also sort of a weird throbbing pleasure. She could feel her ass cheeks quivering with the effort of taking him all in.
“Are you okay, baby?” her dad’s voice was strained with effort, his cock still lodged halfway in her ass.
“Yes, daddy,” Sarah whimpered, her eyes watering. “Keep going.”
Her father’s eyes searched hers, before he nodded. He took a deep breath and pushed her down further, his cock sliding deeper into her tight little ass. She felt a burning sensation as her body stretched around his girth, but she didn’t stop. She braced herself against his chest, her tiny tits pressing into him, her small, pink nipples standing erect.
“Oh, daddy,” she moaned, her voice a mix of pain and pleasure. She began to rock her hips back and forth, taking him in inch by inch. Her tight ass gripped him like a vice, the walls of her anus squeezing around his cock with each movement.
The sensation was like nothing he had ever felt before. Her asshole was so much tighter than Rachel’s pussy, and the sight of his daughter’s tiny body stretched over him was insane. He watched as she took him deeper, her face contorted with the effort of keeping his adult cock in her tiny rear.
“Fuck, you’re so tight,” he grunted, his hands gripping her hips tightly, guiding her movements. She was fully seated on him now, his cock buried to the hilt in her tight little hole. She slapped her clit with her hand, the pleasure mixing with the pain of being so fully stretched by her daddy’s cock.
Her asshole was like a vice around his penis, sending waves of pleasure through his body. He watched in amazement as her small hand moved rapidly, slapping her swollen little clit hard.
“Daddy,” she moaned, her voice strained. “It hurts so good.” Her father’s eyes were filled with a mix of love, lust, and confusion. “Relax,” he whispered, his hands moving to her small waist to help guide her movements. Sarah nodded, her face a mask of ecstasy and pain as she began to bounce up and down, her tight asshole stretching and clenching around his thick shaft.
The sound of their skin slapping filled the quiet room, punctuated by the occasional sloppy farting noise that escaped from her stretched sphincter. Sarah’s eyes rolled back in her head as she felt her father’s thick cock slide in and out of her ass, the feeling of fullness and the occasional pinch of pain making her wetter than ever.
Her father, Charles, watched in amazement as his daughter’s tight, young ass took him in, her cheeks bouncing with each stroke. He couldn’t believe what was happening, but the feeling was too good to stop. She was so tight, so wet, and her little cries of pleasure were driving him wild.
Sarah felt her dad’s cock slide out of her ass almost entirely before plunging back in balls deep . The feeling made her toes curl. She gripped his shoulders, her nails digging into his skin as she lifted herself back up and then dropped back down onto his cock, taking him in all the way to the base, feeling his balls slap against her.
Her hips rocking back and forth as she rode him like a pony, her tight ring stretching and clenching around his shaft.
The friction between them was unbearable, and she couldn’t hold back the grunts that escaped her mouth with every thrust. Her tiny hand flew to her clit, slapping it hard, the sound echoing in the quiet room. It was a rhythmic slap that matched the pace of her ass slamming down onto her daddy’s cock.
Her small frame bobbing up and down on his thickness. Her tight, puckered asshole looked puffy and red around the base of her daddy’s meat, The sight of her taking him like this, so eagerly, was driving him insane with lust.
“Fuck, that’s so good,” he groaned, his hands gripping her hips tightly, helping her to move faster. She moaned, her eyes squeezed shut, her teeth biting down on her bottom lip. The pain was there, but it was mixed with a pleasure she had never felt before.
Her asshole was stretched to the limit, the skin around it pulled taut and shiny with sweat and saliva. She could feel every inch of him inside her, his cock thick and unyielding as it filled her up completely. She felt like her ass was being turned inside out, but the feeling was so intense, so overwhelming, that she couldn’t help but push back onto him. The cheeks of her bottom clenching around his shaft as she fucked herself on him.
Sarah started to shake with each stroke, her tight ring clenching on his thickness. His cock felt like it was made of steel, inside her. Her breath came in ragged gasps, her hand moving faster and faster over her clit.
Her father watched in amazement as she approached her climax. “You’re going to cum for me, aren’t you, baby?” he whispered, his voice thick with lust.
Sarah just grunted, her body shaking. She felt like she was going to burst, her pussy was on fire, as her asshole clenched and released around him.
She convulsed around him, her body tightening as she reached the peak of her climax. The sensation was like nothing she had ever felt before, and she screamed out in pleasure, her voice raw and hoarse.
Her father’s eyes widened as he watched his daughter’s tight little asshole clamp down on his cock, her whole body shaking with the intensity of her orgasm. He couldn’t hold back any longer. With a roar, he thrust deep into her one final time, his cum spurting into her bowels, filling her up.
Sarah’s eyes rolled back in her head as she felt the hot spurt of her father’s seed fill her ass. She had never felt so full, so complete. Her pussy was still pulsing around her own fingers, the sensation of his cum leaking out around his cock and down her thighs.
Her father’s breathing was ragged, his chest heaving as he held onto her. “Sarah,” he whispered, his voice filled with a mix of awe and fear. “What have we done?”