Colette - Bred by her Father

Remembering my boss's words, as I tried to recover from filling another one of her holes within two hours, a shiver ran through me as I remembered what she said to me:

"How about we have lunch now and after that you pump my cunt full of your wonderful babymakers?"

Well, I did.

So, me sitting there, on the mansion's large terrace, I decided to have a second lunch. Coming makes one hungry. A waiter came by, took my order, and left. At that moment, from the corner of my eyes, I saw a regular couple having lunch three tables away from me.

It was that cuckold couple who booked a breeding session some months ago at the mansion, and I had the honor to fuck bareback the unprotected hot wife. The husband just watched as my balls emptied twice a big cum load deep inside his fertile wife.

I stood up and walked towards her with a smile on my face, remembering how she screamed from pleasure as my balls pumped her full of my cum. She smiled at me, happy that I recognized her.

"Hi. Good to see you," I said to the hotwife, ignoring her cuck.

She was wearing a one-piece, thin summer dress with straps and a deep décolleté. I got closer to her and stood behind the chair in which she was sitting. Sliding my left hand from above under her top's thin fabric, which was barely covering her succulent DDD tits, I started kneading her left big udder.

My right hand went all the way south and found no slip under her dress. I slid one finger inside her married cunt. Soppy already, with minimal action, ready to have a cock inside her.

As I turned my mouth towards hers, she eagerly opened her mouth to receive my investigating tongue. While I was French kissing his wife, right here, in public, her cuck could only watch how I kept fingering her, making sure to rub her clit every time my finger went in, making her moan softly in my mouth.

"Mmmmpphhh." She moaned, spreading her legs instinctively, opening her cunt as wide as possible.

I knew it wouldn't take long for her to orgasm on my finger, but I wanted her horny and not satisfied. I slowly stopped all my actions and stood upright again, leaving her on the edge of cumming.

"How's your belly doing?" I asked, referring to her wish to get knocked up by me.

She pouted at me because I stopped fingering her and was feeling very lustful, but she lifted her dress, showing me a flat stomach. "I need to get fucked by you again..."

"Well, I will happily knock you up for good," I reassured her. "Perhaps you talk to Anna?"

"Good idea. We need to plan it a little, and I need to calculate my ovulating days." She replied. "This time I will do the calculating; my husband got it wrong last time. Looking angrily at him. "He doesn't even know how to get me pregnant by a stranger."

"My balls are at your service." I confirmed my willingness to breed her more successfully this time.

I looked at the husband and told him, "Cuck, take my cock and balls out and present them to your wife."

He quickly stood up, walked around the table, and opened my pants for her. Carefully lowering my underwear, he then held my cock and balls in both his hands, lifting them for her, keeping them on display.

"I remember that delicious cock." She smiled at me.

"Get them closer to me, cucky." She told her husband.

I took two more steps towards her, her husband following, holding my cock and balls up for her.

She bent towards me and gave my cock's tip a soft, caring kiss. "Will you fill me again?" She asked for my cock.

I let my hard cock twitch one time, and she had to laugh. "That's a yes!" She smiled, not losing eye contact with me, giving me a very hungry look.

"Can I give it a couple of sucks?"

"Sure," I replied.

After sucking me for like 5 minutes, she stopped.

"You know what?" She said, adding, "I want to fuck you right now, at least one time before I get my ovulating days; my husband is useless with his tiny weeny, and I am really horny for you."

I replied, saying that "If Anna doesn't object, why not fuck today, here, in plain view, on the terrace?" I added, telling her, "I just need like an hour or two to rest."

"Oh yes!" She cried softly of lust, turning her head towards her cuck, telling him, "We need to find Anna right away." Thus, both left, and I was sitting at a terrace table alone again.

I texted Anna to inform her about the upcoming hotwife request. I wanted to fuck her in public so all the guests could enjoy the fornicating while having their lunches.

As I was about to ask Anna for Viagra, a small soft hand caressed my cheek, and a lovely female voice with a French accent said to me, "Are you the big Dutch cock who will hurt my pussy on Thursday?"

I smiled, looking up at her angelic face. There she was, Colette, with one hand caressing my face, a young dream come true.

I quickly sent another text to Anna and instead of asking for Viagra, if Colette could prepare my cock for the hotwife fuck, just in case.

"Sure. I will talk to her," Anna replied. "The hotwife fuck is confirmed in two hours. Colette will suck you hard 10 minutes before. Pay as usual, including bareback and cuck."

"So, Colette, you are the new hot pussy in town?"

She smiled, sitting down in the next lounge chair, lifting her dress. "How will you know without having a finger in my pussy?"

What a tease, I thought. Well, you have to give it to her; she knows how to treat a man.

I moved my chair closer to her, and without any foreplay, I inserted my middle finger in her open twat.

"Mmmmhhh." She moaned, keeping eye contact with me. "Is this, as people say, going Dutch?"

A third voice said: "I see you are getting to know each other." Anna was standing there, grinning, as she joined us.

"Mmmmhhh, yeeees." Was all Colette could answer.

"Is she wet?" Anna asked me.

"Very," I replied, going knuckle-deep with my middle finger, and I started a steady fucking rhythm with my finger, my thumb playing with her clit.

"Oh. Oh. Oh." Was all Colette could moan.

"If you listen carefully, Anna, you can hear the sopping sounds."

Anna bent towards the moaning Colette and whispered in her ear. Colette listened carefully and nodded two, three times, to what Anna was saying. Once Anna was finished talking, Colette grabbed my wrist, that way keeping my finger inside her, and stood up, placing one leg on the chair and one on the floor, making her slit as wide open as possible.

The next thing she did was lower the top part of her dress towards her waist and lift the lower part over her hips, having cunt and tits on full display for all the guests, keeping her high heels on. After that, she started fucking herself with my finger by pulling my wrist back and forth.

While Colette was busy finger-fucking herself, Anna approached me and whispered to me:

"We have a lot of regular guests here today on the terrace, so I treat them today to a free-of-charge goodie. You will be fucking this young waitress here on the terrace, in public, for everybody to watch. Please try to change positions a couple of times and have her in front of you on full display. Pay as usual." Anna smiled.

I nodded, whispering back: "I do need Viagra for the hotwife fuck."

"No problem," Anna replied.

"What are you whispering, Dutch man?" Colette asked me lustfully with that delicious French accent.

"You have little surprise for me?"

I didn't answer, but instead, I took my pants off. My cock was rock hard from the French tease.

"Sit on my lap, Colette; let's have some diplomatic intercourse..."

"Oh, so nice." Colette answered delightedly, with the sight of my fully erect cock.

"You have big cocks in Holland."

Colette let go of my wrist and came to my lounge chair, quickly grabbing my big shaft with her tiny hand, holding it upright for her hungry mouth, and taking the cock head all the way in.

"Colette, I thought your pussy wanted me?" I asked her, pretending an objection against the heavenly blowjob I was getting, like a very spoiled child.

"Yes, but I need to make your monster smooth for my young French pussy; it is only 18 years old. Your cock must glide inside me like a wet baguette." Colette mumbled with her mouth full as she was sucking my cock, caressing with one hand my balls and her tongue playing a devilish game with the sensitive cock head.

So young and so skilled, I thought. Colette must have been sucking cock since she was a young teenager. Imagine having such a slut daughter in your house, her bedroom only two doors away from yours.

You, as a single father, are walking during a hot summer night into the dark kitchen, in nothing but your old shorts, to get something to drink, startling her as she is standing by the fridge, drinking from an open milk carton. Your daughter Colette dropping from the fright gave a gush of milk on her skimpy nightie, making the fabric completely transparent, the wet spots accentuating her perky young breasts.

Seeing this, your fatherly cock quickly grows rigid inside your thin shorts, and your daughter sees it, just as she has seen your large cock before, on that day when you took a shower with the bathroom door ajar.

But this time she cannot stop staring at your phallus because it gets so big, the cock tip showing itself over the waistband, the big mushroom getting so colossal that the foreskin cannot cover it entirely anymore, leaving a round, skinless opening right above the cock slit where drops of precum pop up.

As you try to look away from her stiffening nipples, which is not only caused by the cold milk, you also see drops of milk near her mouth, and they remind you of cum she somehow missed while swallowing your seed. Rubbing one drop of milk with your finger towards her young lips, Colette eagerly takes your finger in her mouth, sucking it tenderly, keeping eye contact.

You feel a soft teenage hand cup the bulge in your shorts, trying to measure the size of your fully erect cock, her hand too small to cover its size. Her hand slides down, finding your balls, full of ****-ready cum. As she looks down, she sees the precum drop and stops sucking your finger, taking it out of her mouth.

Slowly, she kneels in front of the cock that made her, most of it still hidden by the thin fabric, but for the tip. Her pointy tongue expertly darts out, hitting the glob of precum, bringing it home to her thirsty mouth. Enjoying its taste first, she swallows the cum that made her and moans uncontrollably, sending bolts of pleasure towards her virgin slit.

Bringing both hands to your shorts' waistband, she skillfully pulls it down, as if she has been doing this her entire life. You step out of your shorts, and your cock bounces free, inches away from your daughters' lips, rampant and hard, your balls swollen as never before.

As a true slut, she licks your entire shaft from the balls all the way up to the head, pulling back with her hand in one swift motion the foreskin and taking your cock's head completely in her mouth. She can't help letting out a soft moan as she finally sucks her father's cock.

Colette's sucking expertise was out of this world, and she must have practiced every day at school on a lot of 18-year-old young boys, because her tongue knew all the sensitive spots that trigger balls and cock. The difference this time was the cock and balls' size and the staying power.

Those teenage boys would shoot her face full of spunk after merely touching their little penises one or two times, not even having a change of swallowing those appetizing proteins. Each time she had to collect the cum with her fingers from all over her face, neck, and clothes. She would be barely done with licking clean her fingers, swallowing whatever dribbles she would find, and the next boy would stand in front of her, cock out, ready.

Well, that was her own initiative. She knew it would make sense with fast shooting cum loads to have at least ten boys waiting in line, each one getting two or three times a blowjob. They would last longer the second time. Especially because she wanted to practice on cocks and not on searching for cum the whole time. By the third time, she would empty those little balls that much that sometimes they almost fainted.

Still, twenty to thirty very small cumloads did not fill her stomach. So, she had an idea. Since the 12th graders would not deliver good loads of cum and had no staying power, she needed to practice on college cocks. In theory, the basketball players would have the biggest cocks. Would they have the biggest balls too? Well, this was for her to find out.

She got connected with a girl called Nicolette from the Chi Omega sorority who was famous for being a slut. She shared with her the wish to practice cocksucking but didn't want any fast shooters. Well, that's difficult to know up front, Nicolette said. Some of them come really quick, especially if you suck them in plain view at a campus party. The best would be to suck four or five twice. Colette had to laugh and explained to Nicolette why, but she added, "At least the line is only five boys and not ten."

But she never let them fuck her. Not even in the ass. No, she had a crush for her daddy, and she wanted to be the best cocksucker in town, before giving her flower to him. That's why she always called them boys, no matter how old they were.

Her father's cock was different. That was a man's cock. Big, strong, experienced, knowing how to plow a cunt. Oh! A shiver ran through her at the thought of how he would penetrate her. It was very fat, and she wondered how her mother, Gabrielle, who was slender build, could have embraced the meat invasion in her delicate pussy.

Colette stopped sucking her dad's cock and whispered softly, "Did you know I have other holes too?"

You both know now you will deflower her tonight; the wait is over. But not in the kitchen. You lift your daughter in your arms and carry her to the master bedroom, where not long ago her mother was knocked up by the same cock she just had in her young mouth.

As you stand in front of the bed with your daughter in your arms, you kiss her, tasting your own cock on her lips. Colette eagerly responds to your intrusive tongue, twirling hers around yours. Soon she will be made a woman, right there in the same spot where she saw her father take her mother's backdoor endless times.

You lay your young daughter on the mattress and tell her to undress. She does it quickly, so willingly. Lying on her back, raising her knees, having her feet flat on the bed, she whispers.

"Will you fuck my pussy now, Daddy?"

You quickly crawl on the bed, in between her smooth young legs, your hard cock swinging up and down. As you move up further, your mouth reaches hers, while your right hand is aligning your cock in front of her virgin slit. The idea is to mute her with French kissing as you ram your father's bareback cock deep inside your daughter's virgin slit, breaking the hymen.

She naively opens her mouth wide to you, as you fill it completely with your tongue, making her breathe through her nostrils.

Right then, you check again your cock's alignment for a second and thrust it hard inside her, making her bend her back upwards and lift her belly from the flash of agony as you break into her. Tears of pain pop into your daughter's eyes, but you ignore it by pulling back a little and shoving your cock deeper inside her, making her groan of pain and pleasure.

You notice the enormous lubrication, knowing it must be a mix of her natural cunt juices and blood, but still ignoring it, pulling back again and, with one hard last push, reaching her womb, balls deep inside her.

You keep your cock still like that for a moment so that her young cunt walls can get used to its size, but soon it is time to fuck her.

As a good caring father, you now start a nice slow and deep rhythmic fucking of your own daughter, knowing that she is not on the pill. Soon you fill her with your cum load, completing the circle of ****. You notice that her cries are changing, from pain to pleasure. As you start grinding her harder, she instinctively puts her legs around your waist, pulling you deeper with each thrust, participating in the breeding for the first time.

You sense the familiar buildup in your balls, this time much quicker than usual, but that makes sense. Not every day you get to deflower and breed your own inexperienced daughter.

"I am getting close, honey." You whisper in Colette's ear, not meant to warn her, but to make her cum with you at the same time.

Colette could only groan, lost in both carnal pleasure and knowing she will soon get her father's baby. She wonders, as her orgasm announces itself, how big her belly will swell and if she will get big titties.

"Aarggh. Arrrgggh. Aaah!"

"Come for me, baby." Her father whispers as the cunt beating goes into the last round.

Colette spasms under her drilling father, her body writhing, while having her first cock inducted orgasm and dozens of cunt and uterus contractions send her screaming over the edge.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaah, Daddy!"

You keep pumping in and out of her shaking pussy, ignoring her screams, your balls rock hard, needing their release.

One more push.

Another one.

LAST PUSH.

"AAAAARGGGHHH." You grunt loudly as you pump your unprotected daughter full of your strong babymakers. Load after load of cum disappears deep inside her, to never come back. You keep your cock still, deep against her womb, making sure you knock up your own daughter, setting the first step for a long tradition of inbreeding.

...

From far away, as I was lost in my thoughts about the growing up of the young Colette, a soft voice with a French accent says something to me and pulls me back to the here and now.

"Hey, Dutchie." Colette calls me again, having my cock no longer in her mouth.

"Yes, babe?" I reply.

"Time to fuck me, Dutchie."

Will be continued.