Page 47 of My Big Fat Daddy Issues

“Yes, baby. It feels good, doesn’t it?” I mumble against the softness.

She nods, her chest heaving as she wraps one calf around the back of my neck. “More! Please...”

I pump my dick up and down, licking her while I imagine what it will feel like when I finally get her tight cunt wrapped around my thick meat, pumping a hot load deep inside her.

I’m so fucking close to blowing when she starts to ride my face like a greedy little slut.

Her body takes over, and the sounds and evidence of her pleasure nearly blind me. I’m about to give my daughter her first orgasm.

The pride that swells in my chest tightens around my heart as her teenage pussy clamps down on my tongue, and I re-focus my efforts on her clit.

Spasms rock her body as I fist the root of my cock, holding back my impending orgasm as hers takes flight.

“Dad! God,please, Daddy—” Her voice cracks. Ecstasy takes the rest of her words as her climax barrels through her, a release of wet, streaming pleasure coming from her body.

I gulp it down as she gulps air, and lap and suck and lose myself in the fever dream of a fucking lifetime.

My control is long gone. I rise up as her orgasm twists through her body, her eyes rolled back. I straddle her, jacking my angry length with one hand, reaching up to grab her hair by the root, pulling her face up and forward.

“Smile, baby. Daddy’s going to give you a nice prize for having your first orgasm on his face. Smile, here it comes.”

Her lust-hazed eyes barely focus as I practically fold her body in half, beating off onto her face as she gives me a half-conscious smile a fraction of a second before I decorate her cheeks, lips, teeth, and nose. My orgasm is so fierce and powerful, the edges of the small space go black, and I curse, roaring and spurting hot cream all over my little girl’s face.

By the time I’m done, she’s covered in my hot spunk, still smiling and my dick is still ramrod hard but the vision of her cute face covered in me, I feel like a fucking king.

The rain lets up as we come down. Lights from other semis cut through the humid air in the living quarters as I pull her down next to me, her body sweat-slick and slack from the powerful orgasm.

We lie tangled like that for a long time. Our hearts beating hard while the storm dies down outside. She fits against me just like she always has, head pillowed on my chest as I stroke her hair.

“You’re so fucking beautiful with my cum on your face, baby.”

“It’s sticky and yummy,” Mina says, licking her lips, her voice thick and sleepy. “What’s next on the lesson plan?”

I smirk into the dark. “I’ll show you, soon. But, I’m going to put some of this cum down in your wet pussy and some in your mouth with my fingers. We never ever waste it, okay? When Daddy comes, it’s very special.”

There is no coming back from this now. She’s marked me, and I’ve marked her.

The next thing will be to tie her to me permanently. Once I breed my teenage daughter, she will be my own personal cum dump for the rest of her life. I’m never letting her get away.

Just how it should be.

Chapter 3

The cab of my rig hums like a live wire, dashboard lights cutting jagged shadows across the front seat. I shift onto the bench cushion, groaning inwardly as my jeans strain against the growing ache between my legs. The scent of her still clings to me, and it’s enough to unravel every thread of self-control.

Mina is asleep now on the bed behind me. The overwhelming emotions of what happened between us got the better of her as I cleaned her face with my fingers. She sucks the cream off like a good girl, then I pumped some up inside her tight channel explaining to her that even when a man’s seed doesn’t come out of his cock all up inside her, she can still get pregnant.

She looked shocked and scared, then kissed her and hummed against her hair until she passed out.

My dick is still out of control, and it’s either this or I take her virginity while she sleeps. And I want her fully conscious with her eyes on her father when I tear away her innocence her for the first time.

I yank down my zipper, doing battle with the stiff thickness until my cock springs free, hard as iron beneath the flickering glow of the dash. An image of her bleeds into my mind: her hips arched beneath me earlier, that honeyed gasp when I licked that ring of flesh that is standing between me and my life’s purpose.

Breeding my daughter.

Christ, she’s tight enough to snap my dick in half. But, if she’s going to take the pain for me, the least I can do is the same.

I imagine it all. Fucking, sucking, filling her with my thick cream, her sitting on my face while I feast. So much to teach, so much to explore, and I’m going to be her first for everything.