Who's your Daddy? Finale.

With slow, languid movements, I detached myself from my Daddy and slid to the edge of the bed. As I stood, I could feel the bucketloads of cum sloshing around inside my cunt, a sensation I've had many time before; but for some reason, in this moment, having pretended to be our daughter when he filled me up with his big, beautiful dick, I felt so dirty. So aroused. I squeezed tight, trying to keep all of his baby batter where it belonged, but I couldn't keep drops and drips from running down my thighs as I walked across the room, still only wearing my schoolgirl skirt.

I could feel Daddy's watchful eyes glued to my backside, so I added an extra swish with every step, rocking my hips back and forth like a pendulum. The skirt's soft cloth rolled against my backside with quiet, muffled caresses. I was still short of breath from my previous orgasm and I could feel a pink flush that extended from my cheeks and lips--which I was trying desperately not to ruin the mood by smiling like a delighted fool--to the slopes of my generous breasts. My nipples could have bored through stone.

In that moment, I was a Goddess. Confident in my beauty, my sexiness, my control over my body and its sexuality. I've experienced this many times over since that first time, but I'll always remember it with fond thoughts and a dripping pussy.

When I reached the entrance to the bedroom, I bent over at the waist with a sly look over my shoulder to make sure Daddy was watching my show. The hem of my skirt lifted as I let the weight of my tits drag me lower and lower, until I knew for sure that my jizz-dripping snatch was on full display. Letting Daddy admire his handiwork, I reached for the object still lying on the floor where he'd dropped it after seeing me in my hot little schoolgirl outfit, and pulled it into my horny grasp. I'd thought I recognized what it was and, after glancing at its label, I was delighted to see that I'd been right.

I straightened up, turned around and repeated the steps I took to return the bed. This time, Daddy's eyes tracked the ivory flesh and rosy tips of my big juggs as I sashayed back to him. Of course, I added a little extra jiggle for his--and my!--entertainment and he was almost drooling by the time I clambered back into bed, resting on my knees before his naked body.

I dipped my head in playful penitence, secretly stealing glances at his beautiful, throbbing dick. I was pleased that it was ready for action again, balls churning with jizz, despite having cum twice already. He'd need it for what was coming.

"Daddy, I'm afraid my lustful, sinful thoughts still haven't been taken care of. I'm afraid that I'm going to be a horny little slut forever. Wearing lewd outfits that show of my huge titties, thinking non-stop about sex, needing your have your cock in my mouth every day! I won't be able to focus on my classes at all. There's only one thing I can think of that we haven't tried yet."

I held out my hands in supplication and he tore his gaze away from my nakedness to see what I was holding. When he saw the purple tube of anal lube in my palms, there was no hesitation. His lips curved in a half circle and the tip of his cock pushed outward another half inch. Anal sex had never been part of our repertoire; in fact, it had never even really been discussed past a few off-hand comments that neither of us had taken seriously. But judging from Daddy's reaction, we may have finally touched upon another of his deeper desires, and when you combine it with his perverted desire to fuck his own baby girl, he was in hog heaven. For my part, I was curious and horny, a particularly dangerous pairing at times, I've found.

He shook his head mournfully. "I think you may be right, pumpkin. Your case is certainly ****. This may be our only option." He flicked the cap off and poured a handful of warm gel into my hands. "Why don't you get your Daddy ready and then he'll assfuck all the nasty thoughts from your cute little head."

He groaned as I wrapped both my hands around his fat shaft, one atop the other, relishing its hotness and firmness under my fingers. I sensually spread the lubrication up and down his manhood, moving my whole body to mimic the motion of my hands. Daddy just watched, leering like a horny lecher as his 'daughter' prepared his pole to enter her tight backdoor.

I bit my lower lip sexily. "Oh Daddy! Your dick is so amazing, it feels perfect in my hands. I don't know that I've ever seen one so big before! I'm a little worried that it won't fit inside me. I want it so bad, I don't know what I'd do if I couldn't take your entire sausage up my butt!" I leaned forward a bit, capturing my pillowy breasts between my arms and squishing them together. Daddy didn't fail to notice and gave them an appreciative squeeze.

He rocked his hips a bit, sliding his pole between my finger, making it as slick as possible. "Don't worry, darling. Sluts like you don't have any problems with cocks like mine. Your body knows what it wants and will do almost anything to make it happen." He squirted some of the gel into his own hands and tossed the tube on his bedside table. "Here, take off your skirt and get your sexy ass in the air. Daddy will show you what he means."

His words were like shooting pure lust directly into my veins. A heady warmth suffused my whole body as I followed his direction, using my messy hands to push my skirt over my hips and onto the floor. As it fell, he gave me a playful slap on the rear end and I almost jumped out of my skin. I was becoming wired tight, a bundle of sexual tension waiting to explode. The only question was how long I'd last.

I assumed the position, face down on the bed, elbows on either side of my hanging boobs and ass in the air. I slid my knees just more than hip-width apart, giving Daddy more access. I felt like such a whore...but in the very best way.

And then Daddy stuck a finger inside my ass. If you've never had anything inserted into your anus, it's hard to describe exactly how it feels. There was some discomfort, a little shock at the invasion of a place normally meant to be a one-way path, and an instinct to tighten up to prevent further intrusion. However, in my case, I also experienced a sensation uninhibited arousal, a tiny joy at sharing my most private place with my Daddy.

I've met many women since I began this journey with my husband--slept with many of them--and there seems to be a scale for how much they enjoy anal sex, ranging from 'get the fuck away from my asshole' to 'it's almost as good as getting fucked in my pussy.' While I've never thought anal sex was as good as some vigorous cunt fucking, for me it was pretty damn close. It was a bit of a revelation how good it could feel to have my ass finger-banged and so, when I moaned in reaction to his digit swirling inside my backdoor, I wasn't faking at all.

Daddy laughed. "Do you like that? Are you really this much of an anal slut?"

I nodded my head as much as I could with my face pressed into the sheets. "Mm-hmm," I said, my voice muffled. "Please, don't stop! Please, Daddy, I want more! Give me your cock, I want to be stuffed by your hard dick. I want you to take my anal virginity!" I meant every fucking word. I was losing my self and I didn't care.

He pulled his finger free and I felt his weight shift on the bed as he took position behind me. Then his tip was against my skin and I could feel the slippery lube I'd applied so liberally work its way between my cheeks. He found the entrance and leaned forward, pushing against its small ring. Then he pushed harder...and then even harder...and then, with a released breath to relax even further, his thick cock slipped inside.

"Fuck!" I screamed. My voice broke and pitched the word even higher. I gasped for breath, unable to contain the emotions, the overwhelming sensations I was feeling having a dick in my ass for the first time.

"Oh yeah," Daddy said, his fingers digging into my soft flesh so hard that it hurt. He slid in even deeper, forcing his way forward until I was sure his cockhead was going to make it all the way to my belly. "What a good girl! Your ass is fucking eating me alive and its so damn tight! Daddy's going to screw his baby girl's ass so hard she'll forget all about the other nasty things she wants to do. Take it like a horny bitch!"

I let him take control, pounding his way in and out of my ass like a jackhammer. I was content just to explore these newfound bullets of erotic ecstasy that I was experiencing for the first time. My nipples were rubbing ragged against the sheet; my hands were white-knuckled, holding for dear life; my hair had fallen in front of my eyes, leaving a dark cave obscuring my vision; my supple ass jiggled with every stroke. It was nirvana.

And then I felt his hand smack my butt. "Slut."

Holy fuck, did I almost cum. We'd experimented with some light spanking before, but this was on a whole different level. Daddy wasn't holding back.

Each time his hand came down, he shouted a different invective. "Whore." "Bitch." "Cum-dumpster." "Daddy's dirty little girl." "Big-titted vixen." "Horny fucking tart." He got quite creative and I loved every description. Just weeks ago, I would have been aghast at being called such nasty names, but now that my true personality was breaking free, I knew I was all those things and more.

I don't know how long it took for Daddy to have his third orgasm of the night. I didn't quite pass out from his assfucking, but my mind had certainly stopped thinking about anything but the **** pleasure I was feeling. "Take it, Sarah!" again shouting our real daughter's name while filling one of my holes with his seed. "Take all of your father's cream!" He leaned forward, his muscular body hovering over my back, and pushed my head down with his hand. My face was shoved deep into the mattress and I could feel his fingers wrap themselves in my long, dark hair with an iron grip. My submissive nature took hold and I let him use my body as his toy, my own orgasm growing much stronger for my giving in to his domination.

When we were both finished, we collapsed on the bed, completely exhausted. James, my husband once again, pulled his dick free and I felt so empty that I had to turn on the spot and wrap him in my arms to feel his closeness. He hugged me back and I snuggled in close, his sweaty scent so nice smell.

Just as I was about to drift off to sleep, James kissed the tip of my nose and murmured, "I love you."

"I love you too," I replied. And then I was gone into sweet, dreamless sleep.