Oh How I Watched

“Harder!” my twenty-one year old daughter Emma cried out.

I knew what was going on. I just don’t understand why. For forty-seven I was in great shape. I ate healthy and I always kept myself well cleaned. Yet, my daughter was in my bedroom getting fucked beyond her limit by her dad, my husband.

Emma and I had a great relationship. I remember from the time Emma was four, until ten, I would read her bed time stories and happily answered any questions that she had at the end before kissing her forehead and tucking her into bed. Emma loved to cook. By age twelve, she would help me out in the kitchen with the baking. We baked brownies, cakes, cookies, muffins, you name it!

Things changed the day Emma turned eighteen. She had graduated high school and Tom, my husband, didn’t see why Emma needed a curfew under our roof. Around one in the morning, she called Tom to pick her up from a party. As he got dressed, Tom said she was drunk and to let him handle it. I worrily closed my eyes and drifted back to sleep.

When I woke up the next, I noticed Tom wasn’t in bed. I went and knocked on Emma’s door but didn’t get a response. I called both of their phones and they went straight to voicemail. I didn’t know what was going on. I clicked on the TV, waiting for their return. They walked through the door two hours later still dressed in the same clothes that they had on the day before. Emma looked at me and smirked before going upstairs.

“Well?” I asked Tom who was watching her ass bounce up the stairs.

“She’s okay isn’t she?” He mumbled also going upstairs.

I shook my head and walked into the kitchen to prepare breakfast.

Months went by and Emma’s appearance begin to change. She dyed her blonde hair red, she wore shirts that almost displayed her breasts, her shorts and skirts were always too small and her pants were too tight. She had even got her eyebrow, tongue and belly button pierced. I was afraid of what my baby was becoming. She always kept her bedroom door lock so i completely had no answer to her sudden change. What was even weirder, Tom was getting turned on by the new Emma. He started hugging her more, kissing her on her jaw line and licking his lips and rub his manhood when ever she came into the room. Emma would purposely bend over in front of Tom and he would slap her ass and tell her to quit teasing him before he do something about it. I even think, one time, he quickly slid a finger across her private area while she was bent over. When I questioned him on it, he smacked me in my face. I felt the blood dripping out of my nose as I hit the floor. Tom stood over me and hit me again.

“Don’t ever question what the fuck I do with my daughter. Its my business and if you even question my daughter on anything, I’ll kick you in your fucking face!” He said walking out of the bedroom. I cried my eyes out. Tom never hit me before. I don’t understand why I angered him so much that he had to get violent. Too afraid to call the police or run, I crawled into bed and fell asleep praying for a normal household again.

The next morning, I was in the kitchen cooking when Emma walked in wearing only her robe. I stole glimpses, quickly noting that she wasn’t wearing anything underneath. I held my breath, remembering my husbands threat.

“Good morning, Daddy” Emma said sitting on Toms lap at the kitchen table. She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him. It was too much for me. I put the spatula down and begin to walk out the kitchen when Tom smacked the table.

“Where the fuck are you going?” He asked sternly. I couldn’t find my voice. I was afraid of saying the wrong thing. Emma smiled wickedly as Tom pointed to the eggs I left on the stove.

“Eggs. Cook them. Now” He growled.

Emma giggled as Tom turned his attention back to her. I watched out the corner of my eye as they talked about the different things that they had to do today. I watched as Tom’s finger slowly slid in between her legs making Emma moan. She dropped her robe a little letting Tom suck on her swollen pink nipple. I couldn’t stop the tears from falling. They lifted up for a second before sitting back down, both letting out moans.

“Daddy, you’re so big.” Emma moaned as she rode Tom at the table. “You like fucking your little princess?”

“Fuck yeah!” Tom moaned sucking hard on Emma’s nipple. He picked her up, both laughing and moaning, and took her into the living room. I made plates and sat at the table alone, unable to touch my food. I was too sick by what was happening in front of me. I found myself kneeling over the trash can puking my organs out.

“Cum in me Daddy!” Emma called out in ecstasy making me throw up some more.

By age twenty, the tears had stop. Me and Tom no longer slept in the same room, I slept on the couch in the living room. Emma was completely ignoring me. Probably due to the fact that she was high off coke most of the time. Tom, also using, was getting more violent and I didn’t even have to do anything. It was just fun for him. One time, he and Emma were high, cuddling naked on the couch. I was carrying the laundry basket and got to the stairs when I got hit in the face with the remote. Clothes went flying everywhere as I dropped to the floor. Emma giggled as Tom pulled himself out of her and walked over to me. He was dripping with precum, Emma’s juices and his own to the point that it was leaving stains on the carpet.

“Do it baby” Emma said licking her lips smiling as Tom picked me up by my neck and threw me into the coffee table. I cried out in pain as he grabbed my neck again.

“Open your mouth or ima knock your fucking teeth out!” He barked. God he needed a shower. When I didn’t move fast enough, Emma said “Open up, bitch!”

I quickly opened after seeing Tom’s fist ball up. He quickly shoved his dirty self into my mouth. With him being at least ten inches and four inches thick, I gagged after he shoved a quarter of himself into my throat.

“Suck, bitch” he barked as he trusted himself in and out of my mouth, ignoring the fact that I had threw up. He just kept going until I had no choice but to swallow his cum. Emma, who was watching, fingered herself on the couching. Tom quickly went back over to Emma.

“Don’t move. Watch.” He said to me as he took one of the clean shirts lying on the floor and wiped his rock hard dick clean. Emma sucks on the tip and bites it making Toms legs buckle. She then deepthroats most of him before taking his balls into her mouth. I watched in shock as he cum all over Emma’s breasts. He then bent down and licked them clean before they started tongue kissing, sharing his semen back and forth before they both swallow some. Emma then sucks him again, licking every vein she found on his rod. Tom smiled.

“Thirsty?” He asks Emma as she sucked him at a fast pace. He grabbed the plate that was on the side of the couch and did a line before giving it to Emma, who paused to do two.

“Damn that’s good.” She said as she spat on Tom’s dick and sucked it again. Tom groaned and threw his head back.

“Here it comes.” He growled as he began peeing inside of Emmas mouth. Emma swallowed most of it, letting the rest drip down her body. Tom got on his knees and put Emma’s legs over his shoulders and nibbled on her clit. Emma yelped before laughing.

“You’re gona make me pee!” She giggled.

Tom sucked on her clit. “That’s the plan.”

Emma let go as Toms mouth filled up with her piss. He quickly stood up and shoved his dick into her. “Shit” she moaned as the last of her piss spilled over her dads dick. I watched horrified as he made Emma’s come again before making me suck his dick again. I threw up before I got past the tip.

“Weak bitch!” Tom said as he punched me in my face. He continued to punch and kick me as Emma got off the couch and stood over watching and dripping with cum. They then left me down stairs on the dirty living room floor, battered and broken.

“Harder!” I heard my daughter call out again. Emma was on all fours sucking her boyfriends dick while being fucked by her dad. She was high out of her mind with cum all over her body. Her boyfriend came inside of her mouth to which Emma had a problem swallowing all of it. After Tom came in her ass, she turned around sharing her boyfriends cum with her dad as her boyfriend sucked on Toms dick. Tom closed his eyes as he cum inside of his mouth instantly.

They both took turns fucking Emma before Tom started fucking her boyfriend who at first was raped by Tom a month ago. They got him high and Tom tied him to the bed and Emma recorded him fucking her boyfriend while laughing the whole time. Now he was even more turned out by the whole thing than Emma.

He moaned with his dick inside of Emma as he got fucked by Tom. He and Emma swallowed and licked every little cum they found on themselves before her boyfriend began peeing inside of her. Tom shot his load into her boyfriend but kept going. I know that Emma stopped taking her birth control and that they were working on a family. I had to put an end to this once and for all. I walked upstairs, reached into the closet and grabbed the gun. A .22 that I had purchased a few months back. Without thinking, I walked downstairs and pointed the gun at Tom first, who didn’t even realize that he was about to take his final pump. I think you know what happened next. Emma never explained to me why she had hurt me so much. Tom was just a sick perverted fuck. My baby’s mind was so fucked up, I had to put her out of her misery but not before taking that bastard down first. So there you have it.

That’s my confession detective. Now I would like to make a phone call.

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