He continues...

You are up to orgasm number four before he even begins to show signs of stopping. The entire time it's been with you on your back, and that's felt amazing, and your brain is kind of mush at the moment, so he could ask you to do anything and you'd say yes. Which, it seems, had been his plan the entire time.

"Babe?"

"Mmm," You say, smiling dreamily up at him as he re-arranges his grip on your leg and keeps thrusting. He's worked up a fine sweat now.

"Want to try something new?" He asks, grin sharky. "I think you'll like it... it's a little more... animalistic."

You are a puddle of goo and you nod. _Of course you want to try something new! _At this point he could tell you to do anything and you'd do it.

He waits only a second to pull back, pulling out all the way. For a second you're empty and you whine, but that quickly changes as he grabs you and flips you over. You land with an oomph and he's there with two pillows to put under your stomach and breasts.

"Up on your knees, honey," He says, groping you as he helps you up onto your hands and knees. You're wobbly, so you overcompensate and end up in his lap. He palms both of your perky breasts and pulls you all the way back so your back is to his front. You moan as he plays with your nipples. But you're empty. With a pout, your right hand travels down to your nether-regions and you begin to play.

"Oh, oh, oh, what do we have here?"

You are confused for a moment, before he shows you. Releasing one of your breasts he tilts your chin up so you're staring at the far side of the room. Right in front of you is your mirror! It's a big one, because you like to check yourself out before you leave in the mornings.

Flushing you realize that's has a whole new meaning here.

Now, instead of your manly muscular body flexing in the mirror, its your horny, panting womanly body staring back. In between your legs you see your sex bright red and flushed, engorged from the continuous fucking. Right under your rather swollen button is your father's cock, standing to attention just below, and ready to enter you. He's huge compared to you, both you's, and suddenly you totally get why men like to watch when they drive into someone. Hell. There isn't anything happening except some boob groping and you are getting wet! Well, wetter!

You stop breathing in awe as your father's feral smirk meets yours, he is ready to breach your entrance at a moments notice. His cock nudges your folds and you shake from the way you are sitting in his lap.

"Ready?" He asks, like he hasn't been pounding you for the last ten - twenty - thirty minutes.

You whimper.

"That'a girl." He coo's petting your stomach. "Now. Watch," He says, and slides home in one easy, long thrust.

You watch, transfixed as your folds swallow him up. Like a sheath, wide open mouth, and completely going to the hilt. His balls are under you, full and hanging. Your fingers are still inside your folds, and you feel that perfect length press past.

It's bliss.

And then he pushes you forward onto your hands.

"Ohmph!" You let out a feminine little yelp as he stands behind you on his knees, one hand tangling with your long hair, the other on your hip, as he snaps his hips forward. He pulls all the way out and repeats the motion. You fly forward, all that pressure building right back up in your tunnel.

With a brutal tug, he yanks your head back and you're **** to meet his eyes in the mirror as he rides you. His fingers are going to leave bruising imprints on your hip, you know it. He doesn't break eye contact, even as his breathing becomes a little more labored. Even as his hips have a little more snap to it as his dick enters like a stone pillar, rubbing every little nook and cranny of your love cave. He's close, and the entire time his eyes are on yours.

All you hear is the wet sound of your bodies meeting.

Thwack - slurp - thwack!

You come again. And that's the catalyst for him grabbing your hair, yanking it back, pulling you back with it so you arch tits out, as he comes with a cry into your body.

It's single handedly the hottest thing that's ever happened to you.

You collapse onto him, breathless, and he re-arranges the two of you so he's still wedged into your love cave, even as his thick cock-meat deflates - that's never stopped it though, and you know it won't be going anywhere anytime soon.

Your father rearranges the covers round you both, pulling it up to just under your tits as his other hand comes up to fondly one. He leaves it there as he pulls you even more flush against him. Pushing his cock that inch more into you, so you're even more fully seated.

"Just what I needed," Your father said, as he nudged himself as close to you as he could get, pushing his fleshy stick farther in, like a plug. "Best fuck I've had in a while. You're body's perfect."

"Thanks," You whisper, yawning in sudden exhaustion. "That was.. uh, great?"

"It was. Good girl," He says, sleepily, before he conks out.

You know there was something you're forgetting.

It just seems so inconsequential as you fall asleep.