Page 32 of My Big Fat Daddy Issues

“How do you like feeling Daddy’s big man part touching you down here?” I tease my voice thick and low.

“I like it,” she nods, her attention locked on where I’m rubbing against her. “It makes me want you to do something else…”

I hum, pinching her taught little nipple between my fingers as she lifts her hips, reaching for more of my girth.

I reach down and give my cock a few pumps, trying to ease the throbbing. It only makes it worse. There’s no relief in this world that will slake my lust but being inside my daughter’s little body.

Step-daughter. Fuck, does it matter?

Not right now. I’m a single-minded mother fucker and getting inside her, taking that sweet, tight cherry from her and paining my cock with her blood and her womb with my seed is all that matters.

I can barely see straight the primal need to fuck her making me blind and dumb.

“What do you want to do baby?” I manage, every word ripping out of my throat.

“I want you to put it there,” she whispers, her innocence more intoxicating than the strongest whiskey. “Where your fingers were.”

“You want your Daddy to fuck you?” I question, needing to hear it. “Is that what you are saying? You don’t care that it’s wrong or that we can’t tell anyone?”

I shift back, and she whines. Standing straight, I clench my cock at the base and slap it down on her wet pink flesh. Over and over again, making her twist and beg.

“I won’t tell,” she gasps. “I can’t stop wanting it.”

“Well, Daddy can’t stop either, you feel that?” I ask as I nudge the head at her entrance. “I’m pushing inside now, I can’t stop either. I’m going to fuck you, bare. Nothing between us, my cum is going deep, baby. I’m going to empty my balls in my little girl while she begs for me to stop.”

Her warmth hugs the tip as I slip in slowly, savoring the tightness of her core. I reach down and tug and position her ankles until they’re on my shoulders.

“Ow,” she hisses as the first inch through her untouched opening.

“The head’s not even inside yet, baby,” I murmur, as soothing as I can muster. “You’re gonna have to be brave. This is all for Daddy isn’t it? All this tight sweetness… it’s just for me.”

“It’s all for you. It was always for you,” she whimpers. Then, she screams as I push even further inside, stretching her virgin pussy to its very limits. Her hands fly upward, and she digs her nails into my triceps. “Ow!”

She shudders but fuck. She’s so fucking hot and tight. I’m not gonna last two pumps, and I’m not even all the way inside yet. She feels so fucking good it should be a sin.

“My little girl,” I grit out, giving her another inch, groaning at how fucking tight she is around my girth. “So pretty for me.”

I look down at where we’re connected. This angle gives me a perfect view of her pink folds spreading obscenely wide. She struggles to take my length it’s damn near as long as her forearm. But she’ll take it.

Her chest shifts with the quick pants coming from her open mouth. Her face is twisted in painful bravery.

“It’s too big, Daddy. Make it stop hurting,” she begs, her whining only making my dick harder, my balls heavier.

“It will,” I promise, pushing further inside. I’m nearly halfway in now, her tight little pussy gripping onto me, begging me to go deeper. “I just need to push a little more inside you.”

A lot fucking more really, but there’s no need for her to know that now. She’s going to take it, no matter how much she cries.

“It’s too much. I can’t,” she protests, flinging her head back and forth. Her little hands slapping at my chest as I bend her like a fucking pretzel, tucking my hips and stuffing a few more inches inside, my face knotted in effort.

“You can. I got you good and soft and wet. All that juice you squired out? That’s your pussy begging for me to fuck you,” I continue to inch forward, rocking in and out of that sweet, perfect impossible tightness. “So, that’s what I’m doing. Don’t act like you didn’t want Daddy to make you a big girl now. It won’t always hurt like this, baby.”

I ease forward with slow steady pressure as she sucks air through her teeth. Her juicy cunt is strangling my girth but I grunt and strain until I’m fully inside, covered in sweat. Jesus, nothing has felt this good.

Ever.

I’m seated in the girl who looked up to me like a father. The girl I carried on my shoulders around the zoo. The girl I went toparent teacher conferences for because her deadbeat dad never showed up for shit.

I hated the way she cried when her mother told her he died in a car accident the summer of her twelfth birthday when deep down I was fucking relieved. One big pain was going to be hard for her, but a thousand tiny cuts from him constantly disappointing her would have killed her.