A Rough Lullaby

The shower rained down on Robert and Heather Ravers, as he stood, unmoving, unspeaking, allowing his daughter to enter the shower and touch his cock, a contact that he was rapidly becoming very familiar with. Her fingers traced the underside of his shaft as her other hand reached up and grabbed a bottle of body wash. Raising it above her body, she gently squeezed, the gel inside trickling out over her collarbone and breasts, some dripping off the swell of her chest and on to the shower tray, quickly rinsed away by the shower water. She lathered up her front, all the while tugging on her father’s cock, smirking as she noted his eyes focused on her soapy breasts.

“W-what are you doing?” Robert asked, as Heather moved her lathered body closer to his.

She rubbed her front against his, squashing her breasts against his chest, the suds on her body lathering up his, her gentle grinding back and forth, up and down, scrubbing his body, acting like a living wash cloth.

“I’m just…” she inhaled sharply, his chest on her hard nipples sending a shiver up her spine. “…helping us both get clean.”

There was no part of Robert Ravers that didn’t want to simply ravage this hot piece of ass he called his daughter in every possible room in Ravers Manor, even if it meant breaking a few more doors. It wasn’t a lack of desire, just a need to be responsible. He was the mature one here. He was still the parent, no matter where he was now sticking his cock. And he knew from experience that all-nighters of non-stop sex left him more than a little tired the next day. It was important to get some sleep.

Of course, knowing that and doing something about it when his daughter’s hand was wrapped around his cock was another matter. He found himself making concessions in his own head, that once she was clean they could both finally get some sleep, that he was already hard and should absolutely deal with that before he could rest, that just one more fuck wouldn’t make much difference, besides, what really did it matter if they got five or four hours sleep. Any resistance Robert might have aspired to, superfluous as it was, melted away, down the drain with the shower water.

He grabbed her hips and turned her away from him, eliciting a yelp from his daughter as he roughly pivoted her into position like a human doll. Her hand slipped away from his cock, joining her other as she braced herself with both palms on the clear glass of the shower. Her chest heaved, her breathing heavy, panting and whimpering as he lined up his cock with her slit, her lower lips immediately parting to accept his cockhead. He looked down, watching as she swallowed up his tip, her hole stretched around his glans, plugged tight with his cock, never a more glorious sight having been before his eyes.

With a growl, he placed both hands on her hips and thrust his hips against her, using his grip on her body to pull her back against him, just to ensure that she got the full brunt of his entering. He gave her no time to adjust to his monstrous girth, pulling out almost as soon as he had found himself balls deep inside, but by now Heather was well accustomed to her father’s inhuman size. She wouldn’t have been surprised if after tonight her pussy was permanent sculpted to her father’s shape. He slammed in against with each **** and speed, sliding his abnormal length in in one motion.

Robert fucked her. Earlier he had made love to her, but now he was taking her, shoving his cock in to her pussy rapidly, using it for his own pleasure. The running water was soon overcome with the sounds of their bodies smacking off each other, as Robert continued to pull her hips back against his pistoning member. And every time their hips met, a pulse of pleasure rippled through Heather. She felt her limbs growing weak, unsure whether her body would have been able to withstand the roughness of her father’s need even if she hadn’t already cum multiple times that night.

His hands on her lower body kept her upright but there was nothing to assist in the support of her upper half, her hands slipping away as her arms became tired and her whole body became pressed against the glass instead. Robert worried he was actually being too rough, after all, she was his daughter and the last thing he wanted to do was hurt her, but she reached back weakly and grabbed his arm, looking over her shoulder with a ****, hungry gaze.

“F-fuck me, Dad, fuck me like I’m yours, because I am,” she called to him through the haze of lust and pleasure, feebly rolling back her ass with what little strength she had left. “I’ll always be yours. Give me everything you’ve got.”

With the green light given, Robert rammed his daughter full of his cock, watching as her head dropped, all the strength needed to keep it up replaced with electric bolts of pleasure surging through her body as Robert’s long, thick cock hit every sensitive spot along her pussy walls. He pulled back, her lips so tight around his shaft she rocked back on her heels along with him, before being pushed forward again when he filled her right back up. She bounced off the sides of the shower repeatedly, leaving a soapy imprint of her chest on the glass.

The screen wobbled and the frame creaked under the strain of Heather’s teenage body being fucked against it. The thought crossed Robert’s mind of the shower breaking open just like the bedroom door had. He knew he should slow his pace, or even just turn slightly and fuck her against the one side of the shower that was connected to the brick wall of the house, but his hips kept moving, as fast and as hard as ever. His cock was in control right now, and it didn’t care if it had to demolish the whole house just to feel the immense pleasure of cumming deep inside Heather’s tight hole once more.

Before Robert was faced with another bill to pay though, Heather’s body gave way. Another orgasm exploded from within, and flowed through every muscle in her body. Every other sensation numbed, from the stinging of her thighs as her father’s hips slammed against her again, or the ache of her torso as she was pushed against the glass again, everything faded as pleasure invaded leaving her feeling nothing but ‘good’. There was no other way to describe it except by the whole inadequate word ‘good’ that just couldn’t quite convey how right everything felt in those moments.

As it sapped the strength from her muscles to make way for pleasure, even Robert’s strong arms couldn't keep her weight balanced enough to keep fucking her anymore. Instead, he slid his hands down from her hips, to the back of her thighs and lifted her up, completely off the floor. Like that, with her legs spread, her pussy full of her father’s cock on full display, he carried her out of the bathroom and back to the bedroom, dropping her there on her knees and kneeling behind her on the mattress. Cock still inside her, he began to fuck her again as she continued to ride the high of her last orgasm.

Their bodies dripped with water, droplets being flung from their bodies in motion and soaking into the mattress below. But neither cared how wet the bed became, if they ruined another mattress with a mess of their own making, both father and daughter were too fixated on the pleasure derived from his cock plugging her hole repeatedly. She moaned deeply against the bedding, her wet hair spayed out around her head, her body curved in a rising slope up to her ass where her father drove into her from behind. And with every thrust of his cock, she felt tremors of her orgasm rumble through her bones.

Her hands scratched and clawed at the duvet, trying to hold on to something as she felt herself slipping into a whirlpool of pleasure, drowning in her never-ending climax, the sensation constantly renewing as her father pumped at her pussy with his cock with sustained **** and speed. If he kept this up, she might just lose her mind completely. And he didn’t show any signs of stopping, ploughing her just as hard as he had in the shower, though it was a little easier on her legs when she wasn’t standing, it delivered the same effect to her pussy as she pleasurably stretched and filled over and over.

Nothing would have made Robert happier than to fuck his hot, nubile daughter hard forever. He couldn’t think of a more just ‘punishment’ for all her earlier teasing. But, even a man as virile and experienced as Robert Ravers had his limits, and he could feel that limit drawing ever closer as her still orgasming walls twitched and squeezed his shaft, trying to milk him from inside. His balls tightened, preparing another load for both his and her pleasure. He pushed into her harder, his hands on her hips pressing his fingers into her supple flesh, and closed his eyes as he felt the release rise from his balls, along his shaft, erupting from the tip of his cock, deep inside his daughter.

He grunted, low and deep, as he held himself against her, cock buried right to the hilt. He could feel his cock flexing inside her, pressing against her walls as they clamped around his length rapidly. His cum flooded her insides, her spasming pussy helping to make sure every last drop was given to her body. His hips twitched and involuntarily humped as he emptied his balls, letting out a singular ‘fuck’ as the delight of the release washed over him.

Ineffectual as it was to actually impregnate her, just feeling her father’s semen warming her insides was enough to set off another orgasm in the young girl’s body. This one was stronger than the last hundred that ravaged her mind and body since the shower, one last power surge, pleasure overloading her senses and frying her nerves as she felt her whole-body twitch simultaneously with her pussy walls. She closed her eyes and tried to scream, but her voice was too hoarse, the pleasure too intense to even emit a single sound.

It took several minutes for their orgasms to subside. Robert rested, slumped slightly, with his hands still on her hips. Heather’s knees wobbled, so spent that she simply flopped to one side. Robert didn’t have the strength to keep her up anymore, and fell with her. And that was how the father and daughter fell asleep after their first night together; side by side, spooning, a belly full of cum and his cock still snug inside her womanly hole.