Daddy's Little Girl

The streetlights illuminated your neighbourhood in its orange glow as you hurriedly drove home. You had promised your wife that you would be home before dinner but by the time your meeting had ended, it was already dark. Pulling into your driveway, you felt a ping of guilt swell in your chest as the light from your suburban home was out, signalling that your wife had gotten tired of waiting for you. You sat in the car in silence for a moment, bracing yourself to face your wife's eventual fury. You should have known better than to make promises that you couldn't keep but you had never been able say no to her, even before you fell in love with her.

"You're late!" A stern voice scolded as you quietly stepped into your home, the lights turning on to reveal your wife standing in nothing but a translucent, pink babydoll dress that highlighted her exquisite curves. However, your eyes were drawn upwards, where her beautiful face was twisted into an angry frown. For a man standing at 6" feet tall and ripped with muscles there was very few things in life that you feared.

But this small, blonde girl in a pink nightie scared you. After all, Erin was much more than just a 23 year old blonde bombshell that you married immediately after divorcing your first wife.

"I'm sorry I'm late, baby, the meeting ran later th..."

"Don't call me that, John!" Your daughter retorted, almost childishly, her green eyes flaring. "I'm mad at you. You promised me that you would never put your work over our family ever again! Don't treat me like you did to mom!"

You winced at her accusation and was immediately overwhelmed with guilt. Hearing your baby girl spat your first name with such venom felt like taking a shotgun blast to the chest. You hadn't always been there for her when she was growing up and you did promised that you would be a better father to her children. And you did try. Before you had used your work to distract yourself from your crumbling marriage with your previous wife, her mother. But now, work was just work. An agony of waiting in anticipation to return to home. You know that it was wrong and irresponsible for you, a man in charge of the livelihood of hundreds of employees but you didn't care. They should be lucky that you even showed up to work at all after marrying your daughter and becoming a grandparent. She was the paradise you had been searching for your entire life and not even God could banish you from her embrace.

"Our family will always be my priority. Its true that work has been stressful since the virus struck but..." You closed the distance between the two of you, taking her hands in yours and looking deep into her eyes. "The best thing about the long hours in the office, is the thought of coming home to you. You are the best goddamn thing in my life, Erin. Well... the second best thing in my life."

Your daughter raised a brow, a flash of anger and jealousy in her eyes until she understood the meaning of your words and smiled warmly. "She's upstairs sleeping. She had wanted to wait for you but she fell asleep on the couch."

"Yeah, I need to find a way to make it up to her," you murmured, thinking about the bundle of joy that you and your daughter had brought into the world. It was almost three years since you left your wife for her own daughter, impregnating her with a daughter of her own. Motherhood had suited her far more than your previous wife. Her body had glowed as she swelled with life, her breasts becoming even larger than her mother's had ever been. But the changes were far more than physical. She was no longer the doe-eyed girl eager for your praises and affection but she had matured into a remarkable woman.

"You spoil her too much," Your daughter protested feebly since she too doted on her precocious sister/daughter. "If you keep giving her everything she wants, she'll grow up into a brat."

"Hmm... Takes one to know one." You teased and you quickly silenced your wife's protest in a searing kiss, capturing her lush lips with your own, making her mewl in your mouth. All of her frustrations and anger melted away under your experienced touch, your hands working over her divine body in worship.

"Fuck me, daddy...." Your daughter gasped in your ear, moaning as you started to kiss down her neck, your hand rubbing against her clothed crotch, earning satisfied mewls from her lips with every contact with her clitoris.

"So it's daddy again? What happened with John?" You teased, lifting her nightie so that she was naked, right there in the middle of the living room, except for her panties which were becoming increasingly wet with her arousal.

"Fucking asshole..." You heard her moan as you bend your neck and took one nipple into your mouth. She had stopped lactating a few months ago but that didn't stop you from trying to milk her as you both enjoyed the feeling of suckling her magnificent tits.

"Yeah... And you are a brat, aren't you? Daddy's little brat." You lifted her up in your arms, kissing her passionately even as she struggled to get rid of your clothes, her fingers hungry as it searched for skin.

Your tie.

Shoes.

Belt.

Shirt.

Shorts.

And finally your boxers were discarded all along the way, leaving a trail that lead to your bedroom. Now nude, you and your daughter fell upon the bed, lips still locked as you tried to devour one another, commit each other's smell and taste to memory as if you'll never have the chance again.

Unsurprisingly, Erin's pussy was sopping wet, dripping with arousal. She never needed much foreplay in order to be wet and willing for you, all she ever needed was to see you naked before she started dripping with want. You guided your cock to the entrance and she instinctively raised her hips as you drove down, making you both gasp and groan against each other's mouth. Nothing could ever prepare you for how incredible it was to be finally hilted inside of your daughter. No matter how many times you had her, it was always new and it never failed to leave you breathless, as if you were taking her virginity once again, even during the times when she was pregnant with your baby.

Time then lost its meaning as you fucked your daughter, using her body for your pleasure and giving her threefold in return. The moon shone down upon your writhing bodies, as you fucked her and she fucked back, her pussy pulsing with excitement, welcoming you with every inward thrust and grasping you unwillingly as you draw back. Within mere minutes, or hours, Erin cried out as if in pain as she came on your cock, locking her arms and legs around you in a **** and futile attempt to be even closer to you.

"Kiss me, daddy." Your daughter begged as she came down from her high and you eagerly complied to her demands, kissing her wantonly, tongues cavorting lewdly in each other's mouths as you fucked beneath the pale moonlight. This was not lovemaking, there will be time for that later. This was raw, animalistic breeding sex as your bodies shifted and moved with only one objective in mind and only one finish.

"Inside me, daddy. Please.... I.... want.... you.... Give me another baby!" Your daughter cried out, overtaken by her needs. How can you ever deny such a request? You thought as you began to fuck your daughter harder. No longer concerned about prolonging your climax or making sure that she enjoys it. The wetness on the bed is more than enough proof of her enjoyment.

Erin clutched onto you tightly, her fingers clawing at your back and on your ass, urging you to fuck her even harder to get deeper inside her, panting into your neck as she muttered obscenities to God above. How long had it been since that fateful night when you'd first lain together? How long had it been since she'd asked you to be your woman? And now you were on the verge of giving your daughter another child, another sibling. When she was younger she would ask for a little sister or brother for Christmas, now she would be impregnated with one. She would gladly bear the children that your wife never wanted.

With one hard push you thrusted deep into your daughter’s pussy and shot your load of incestuous cum in her pussy. Her body shivered as she came once more and her tight cunt squeezed your cock as she felt your load pour into her fertile unprotected womb, easily filling her up and getting her impregnated. Together you rode the wave of orgasmic bliss, holding onto each other tightly and kissing sloppily until you both ran out of air.

"I love you, baby." You murmur lazily into her sweaty neck, making her swoon in your arms, her pussy tightening just a little bit on your softening cock.

"I love you even more, daddy." You heard her whisper softly before you both closed your eyes and drifted off...

This chapter is just a debauched porn-without-plot idea that I just had to get out of my head and down into writing and felt like this is the best story to publish it. To be honest, I'm not entirely sure where the story will go, if there will be a time jump or a flashback or if it will pick up the very next morning. I welcome all comments and criticism and if anyone has any ideas or suggestions, please feel free to let me know...