Bonding

Dean stared at his daughter as she lay naked upon his bed.

He had carried her there from the living room after she collapsed. Minutes later her body still occasionally jumped as an aftershock of pleasure ran through it. Evidently, the orgasm she had given herself had been quite intense.

"Heather..."

"Mmmm, yeah dad?" She writhed in his sheets and smiled. "I've never felt so content."

"Heather I- I..." A promise made **** Dean to speak against his will. He was compelled to be open and honest, even if it meant saying something he knew he shouldn't. "...I want to..."

"...fuck me?" The brunette eyed her fathers stiff cock. "I've never done it and I know we shouldn't, but after what we've already done..."

"Masturbation is a lot different than sex."

Is it though?

"But what if I want you to? What if I want more than just being seen? Daddy, I want someone to touch me..."

"I-" The compulsion guided him. "I want to touch you. I want to fuck you. But you're my daughter..."

She bit her lip and stared at his exposed tool. "What if we didn't, you know, use my..." She placed her hand over her fresh teen pussy.

Dean thought back to what had happened only minutes prior. Heather had been finger fucking her own ass when she brought herself to orgasm.

"Are you interested in that?"

She nodded. "I don't- I mean it's..." The teen rolled onto her stomach. "...I've never touched myself there before." Her hands slid down her sides to rest upon her perky cheeks. She then spread them apart to grant her father a clear view of her asshole. "But tonight I couldn't hold back, I couldn't deny what I wanted. When I realized I wanted to touch myself there I felt no shame or hesitation." She slid two fingers into her relaxed hole, it still hadn't quite recovered from it's previous finger banging. "It- ahh- it feels good." Her fingers parted to spread her hole open. "If you don't feel comfortable using my pussy, then maybe you can use my ass?"

The line has already been crossed. There is no going back

Heather came onto her knees, her head low on the bed and her ass raised high. Again she spread her cheeks. "Daddy, will you fuck my ass?"

The words triggered something inside her. A desire to be seen sexually mixed with the natural competitiveness of an athlete. Unrestrained by shame or decency, the mixture of feelings and attitudes poured from the teens mouth.

"Please daddy, please pound my slutty butt. Shove your fat cock up your little girls tight asshole" Her breathing grew heavy as the dirty talk revved her up. She had never before spoken in such a manner. "I want you to use me. Use my ass. Bust a nut in my guts. Bleach my insides with cum. Make me feel pretty, show me I'm sexy. I'm more than-"

Dean buried his face between his daughters cheeks and lapped hungrily at her back door.

"Ahh, you- ahh, Daddy..." The sensation was unlike anything Heather had felt before. Her father groped her ass while kissing, licking and penetrating her back door with his tongue. "Fuck that's, that's just so- ahh, so..."

Dean knew she needed to be prepped before he could do what he wanted with that hole. A rim job would help get her loose and a bit wet, but he found himself making the same wish everyone involved with anal sex has made; that the ass would lube itself with arousal. Lost in the throws of passion, the father didn't notice his daughters asshole grow unnaturally slick.

He pulled back, satisfied that she was as ready as ever.

"Are you sure you want this?"

"Yes. Yes daddy I want this. I want you inside me."

Dean climbed onto the bed and knelt behind his daughter. He spit in his hand and stroked his thick cock for good measure before pressing his tip against Heathers puckered hole. She gasped less from the feeling and more from the anticipation of what was to come.

"I'll go slowly. I don't want you to get hurt." His concern for his daughters well being transcended mere words and caution.

"I'm sure I'll be fine." She had no idea why she was so certain.

It started slow. The tip of Deans cock pressed firmly against his daughters ass. Then came the pressure, the slow stretching of the teenagers anus as her fathers shaft pushed inside her. A slickness to Heathers asshole made the initial penetration a smooth affair. She closed her eyes and breathed deep as the rod of meat slowly pushed further and further into her body. His cock, thick and long, stretched her ass wide as he slid in as far as he could go.

Dean could feel the moisture and intense heat of his daughters pussy on his sack. He placed his hands on her hips and held in place, waiting for her to adjust to the fleshy penetrator rammed up her backside.

"Are you ok? Can I start moving?"

She nodded. "Yeah, better then ok."

"It doesn't hurt?"

"No, not at all. It feels amazing." She reached back to slap his hand. Competitiveness and athleticism again flared in her mind. "Go. Go on, I can take it. It doesn't hurt."

Dean slowly pulled his cock out of his daughters ass. She moaned and arched her back at the sensation. Just as slowly, he slid back in.

"You can go faster..."

Again he pulled out and again he plunged in. Though unintended, Deans recently granted divinity had made the act immensely pleasurable for his daughter. With ample lubrication and no pain she experienced nothing but pleasure and a feeling of fullness. He had made Heathers body perfectly suited to anal sex.

"Let me know if it's too much." He picked up the pace. "I'm going to start really enjoying you now."

Heather could only moan and nod her head in response as Dean started properly pounding his daughters ass. The slapping sound of flesh on flesh, the creaking of the bed frame and the squelching of a thick shaft hammering into a wet, tight hole echoed through the small room. Without thought or worry Dean wound up and slapped his daughters ass. Her firm cheek jiggled pleasantly. Again he spanked his little girl. Then again.

Heathers anus contracted around her father. Bed sheets muffled her cries as she reached orgasm.

"Fuck, Heather, I'm..."

She twisted to look back at him. Her drooling mouth hung open, her hazel eyes struggled to focus.

"C-cum in my a- ahh- ass."

He started to cum but he refused to stop thrusting. Spunk mixed with lube as his shaft continued to plunge in and out of her back door. Only when his balls had been drained did the man fall back from his daughter.