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Chapter 52 by Rapidfyrez Rapidfyrez

What is his answer?

She earned her reward (Slut and red lust removed)

"Kitchen looks nice, kiddo. Good job." he nodded.

I broke out into a smile, "I did?! Does that mean I can... I mean, if you'll let me."

Daddy turned to me, cock in hand and a smile on his face, "Come here, you need it I can tell."

I ran up to him, only to be surprised when he picked me up and set me on the countertop. He ran his hands up my torso and grabbed my chest, making me mewl with pleasure as some level of relief filled my aching body. He kissed my neck and whispered in my ears, "Put your hands up."

I did, and he pinned them to the cabinet with one hand while positioning his cock at my pussy with the other. My lips quivered as I felt him push into me, "I-I-I! Yes! Please Daddy, I need your cock so bad!" I cried.

He filled me to the brim, till I could be filled no more, groaning as he did. Then he reached up to my wrist and peeled off the **** sticker. My perspective suddenly flipped and I regained control of my faculties staring into my dads stupid grinning face.

"Y-you bastard..." I said, though I had no heart in it. My body burned with arousal, and his cock felt so good buried up to the balls in my pussy.

Dad smiled at me, "Do you want me to stop."

I would've grabbed him if he didn't have my arms pinned. I glared instead and said, "D-don't you...ah...fu-fu...fuuuuck I can't even be mad at you!"

"That's what I thought." he smiled and kissed me.

My body lit on fire as he pressed his lips to mine and started rocking his hips back and forth.This was not the gentle love making from last night, this was a frantic hard fucking. The slapping of flesh, the soft grunts as he picked up speed, and my moans as he drew me closer and closer.

I came first, screaming into his mouth as I came, squeezing his cock hard as my body went stiff. I wrapped my legs around his waist and rocked my hips against his, desperately trying to get him to cum with me, to no avail. As my energy drained away, I sank back onto the counter with my chest heaving.

Dad pulled out and frantically stroked his cock until he came over my chest and stomach. The hot jizz on my skin only added to my pleasure and I rolled my stomach in delight. To my relief, once he finished, he pulled the red lust sticker off me and I felt a sense of relative normalcy return.

Well, as normal as one could feel after being frantically fucked by their father and left covered in his cum. Dad gently rest his head against mine, and we locked eyes as we caught our breath. He released my arms, letting them fall back around his neck.

"Too much?" he asked.

I pulled him into a slow kiss and smiled when I pulled away, "Just... enough. Not cool to make me clean the kitchen like that though."

"It's the only way a parent can ever make their kid cleanup after themselves." he smirked.

"Fair..." I breathed and let my head roll back and thump against the cabinet. "It was weird though. I lost who I was for a moment. I didn't really think because it wasn't important. All that was important was serving you. I guess that makes sense..."

I slowly slid off the counter to stand next to dad and looked down at himself. He smiled sheepishly, but I cut him off before he could apologize. "I like it when you cum in me dad. But this..."

I ran a finger through his seed along my stomach and shivered. "This is hot."

He looked at me surprised, "Cum fetish?"

"Hate how it tastes, love how it feels on my skin." I admitted, blushing a little. I was admitting this to my dad after all, even if the fact that we had been fucking a minute ago made that whole point moot.

"You have a lot of kinks, Taylor." he noted.

I caressed his face and smiled, "You have no idea, daddy."

Then I turned for the stairs and let my hips sway as I did. I got a step or two forward before dad collapsed into laughter. I looked back at him with a confused look on my face. He smiled at me as he steadied himself by the counter.

"Sorry kid, you're figuring it out but... you still need to work on that walk."

I scowled, "Oh screw you!" and playfully threw a kitchen towel at him.

"I guess I'll take the shower all to myself then!" I called as I went upstairs, blushing the whole while.

What's next?

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