She Tries to Get Up, but...

After your father falls asleep, which is probably ten or twenty minutes after he first manipulated you both into this position, you can only lay back and try to think of a way out of this situation. If you move, he'll wake up, which... Wait. Isn't that what you want? You want to get out from under him, because the longer you stay here, the more likely those little swimmers of his are going to find their way to your womb. You can feel them swimming their way there already. And you're on your back, so gravity is working to assist in filling up your oven.

And you do not want to be pregnant!

Mind made up, you wiggle a little, testing the waters. Only that seems to be a BAD IDEA as the dick squashed inside you reawakens from its slumber.

With the first wiggle, your inner walls massage his cock a little. Then on the second wiggle it really starts to take an interest. You feel the veiny beast renew it's livelihood, perking up and filling out within you. Like it's its job. It's like someone filled a balloon and stuffed it up your coot. You try to calm down by taking a deep breath, but that just makes you clamp down even harder and milk him some more. Seconds ago, he was soft inside you, now he's getting harder by the second.

Snuffling in his sleep, your father winds his arms around you a little firmer, dragging you closer to his chest.

He mumbles, "Oh honey, you just had to ask," and starts to thrust.

Oh no, you think, as your father, still asleep, begins round two of the morning. Every thrust sparks that little fire inside you. And even though you're trapped by the sleep pants, and his dick inside you, you can't help but gasp out loud at the luxurious warmth that fills you right up from your head to your toes.

Subconsciously, your father must hear you because he sleepily starts to grind into you and whisper in your ear.

"Like that, huh, babe?"

You freeze, and your walls clamp down on him in your surprise. Which only incites his dick into more action. It salutes within you, coming full mast, hard and hot, in a second.

Thrust. Grind. Thrust thrust.

"Dad," You groan back, forgetting your part you were trying to play.

"Dad?" He questions, and you wonder if he's playing at being asleep, but that thought flies out the window as he picks up his hips and slams them down onto you. His dick twitching. You release a long drawn out moan as he sets up a brutal pace.

"Hmm, kinky. I can play kinky."

His dick is rock hard and he's now going at you like a dog with a bitch in heat. He grinds and he thrusts. You moan and groan, arms wrapping around your father's strong shoulders as he slams into you. All thoughts of the consequences fly out of your mind.

On the last thrust, he hits you right where your sweet spot is and you see stars.

You moan loud, like a wanton slut. "Daddy!"

"That's right, sweetheart. Want me to breed you baby? Fill you full of Daddy's cum?" He asks, and even hazy, being fucked well as you are being, you know he's awake. Hell, the whole 'needing rest' thing could have been a ploy, but you don't care, because his dick is deep within you and slamming into the entrance of your womb like it's knocking to come in.

"Daddy!" You moan as he starts up a wild pace. "Oh, fuck, please - Ahh!"

He hikes his legs up, bringing your own with his, and suddenly you are open and wide and - he is savage with his pace now. There are no doubts that he is fucking you into the mattress because he is awake and aware enough to do it. His hands are on your hips now, holding you down.

"Oh fuck," You say.

Your father just says, "What a way to wake up."

Opening your eyes, you meet your father's gaze. He smirks at you, all Alpha-Dog pride at bedding a hot fuck such as yourself, and he is thrusting wildly. He's like an animal. You've never seen him like this. It's wild. And hot as fuck. Every roll of his hips is a new interjection. Every thrust is pure pleasure.

His arms unwind from around you, confusing you for a second, before he rips the sleep pants right up the middle crease and bares you both to the cool air under the covers and forces your legs into an awkwardly wide spread.

Oh! You think as he rips the pants some more, not even caring at the mess as he picks up your right leg, tosses it over his shoulder and pile-drives you into the mattress. It's too much!

"Ahh! Daddy! Please, no - " He thrusts and you forget you wanted less. "More, oh I can't - Please, no - "Your mind keeps getting off track. "More, please -"

But it's too late, your completion is at hand.

You come with stars behind your eyes and black out for a second. When you come to, he's still slamming into you. _How is he still going so strong? _You wonder, in a daze, as he continued to plow your field, preparing it for harvest.

"How - ?" You breathlessly ask as he does something with his hips and manages to smash you down into the mattress and also caress your clit. Sending you keening off track.

"My wife and I have been training ourselves to go longer," Your father says, not even breaking a sweat as he fucks into you.

Oh, lord, You think with wide eyes, What have you gotten yourself into?

He wasn't like this the last time. He'd barely managed to really go at it. Now he was like a sex God.