Take What You Want!

My breath hitches in my throat, an electric surge of anticipation coursing through me. The thought of my father, on his knees, eagerly submitting to my desires, sends a surge of heat straight to my cock. I can't resist the allure of this forbidden act any longer.

A wicked grin spreads across my face as I lean in, my voice dripping with authority. "Dad," I whisper, my words laced with dominance. "If you truly want to become the woman you desire, you're going to have to prove your devotion to me. Get on your knees, my dear, and show me just how badly you crave to be my obedient, cock-hungry slut."

His eyes widen, a mix of excitement and trepidation flickering within. But the desire to embrace his true self, to surrender to his deepest fantasies, overrides any hesitation. He nods, a hint of submission in his eyes, as he slowly lowers himself to his knees before me.

I stand before him, my pants now undone, my throbbing member springing free. The air crackles with raw desire as I gently guide his head forward, the anticipation reaching a fever pitch. "Open wide, Dad," I command, my voice dripping with authority. "Prove to me that you're ready to be my devoted plaything."

With a shiver of excitement, I watch as my father obediently opens his mouth, ready to take my throbbing cock inside. The anticipation is palpable, the air heavy with desire as I guide my pulsating member to his waiting lips. His eyes lock with mine, a mix of anticipation and submission shining through.

I hold my breath for a moment, savoring the forbidden nature of the act about to unfold. Then, with a firm yet gentle push, I enter his warm, inviting mouth. A moan escapes my lips as his tongue swirls around the head of my cock, his lips tightening around me. The sensation is incredible, a wave of pleasure coursing through my body.

Slowly, I begin to move, my hips thrusting forward as I begin to facefuck my father. His muffled moans of pleasure send a surge of arousal straight to my core. His hands grip my thighs, his nails digging into my flesh as he eagerly takes me deeper and deeper.

The room is filled with the sounds of our forbidden pleasure, the wet slurping noises mingling with his **** gasps for breath. The intense pleasure builds within me, the heat coiling in the pit of my stomach. I can tell that my father is close too, his eyes glazed with a mix of desire and surrender.

But I'm not ready to let him climax just yet. I pull back, my cock glistening with his saliva, and he gasps for air, his eyes pleading for release. I smirk, reveling in the power dynamics of our twisted encounter.

"Not so fast, Dad," I say, my voice dripping with dominance. "You're my obedient slut now, and I decide when you get to cum."

His eyes widen, a mix of frustration and anticipation filling them. He nods, the submission evident in his every movement. I guide him to the bed, his body trembling with need, and push him down onto all fours. His ass is raised high in the air, a tempting invitation that I can't resist.

I position myself behind him, my cock twitching with anticipation. With a firm grip on his hips, I enter him slowly, inch by inch. He gasps, a mix of pleasure and pain escaping his lips as I fill him completely. I begin to move, my thrusts becoming faster and harder with each passing moment.

His moans fill the room, a symphony of ecstasy and submission. The pleasure builds within me, a fire threatening to consume us both. I reach around, my hand finding his neglected cock, and begin to stroke him in time with my thrusts. His moans grow louder, his body trembling beneath me.

As the tension reaches its peak, I can no longer hold back. With a final, primal thrust, I release inside him, my hot cum filling him completely. He cries out in bliss, his own release following mine, as we collapse onto the bed in a tangled mess of sweat and satisfaction.