Instagram Cutie’s Mind Controlled Romp 2: Daughter Becomes Daddy’s Anal Slut
Introduction:
When her daddy gets cold feet, the mind-controlled girl heads to her daddy’s work to show her how dedicated she is to being a daddy slut!
Chapter Two: Daughter Becomes Daddy’s Anal Slut
By mypenname3000
Copyright 2020
Notes: Thanks to WRC264 for beta reading this!
I woke up alone the next morning.
Daddy wasn’t in bed with me. I stretched my back, wondering where he went. I wanted to give him a wake-up blowjob. To show him that I loved him right from the start of the morning like a daddy’s girl should. I hummed as I felt so incredible for making love to him last night.
I rode his dick just the way a daddy’s girl should. It was so amazing. I had such a wonderful time last night. Maybe Daddy was cooking me breakfast. So I rolled out of bed and didn’t even grab my phone.
That was how excited I was to see my daddy.
I rushed out of his bedroom in his penthouse apartment. I was so glad to be here and not living with Mom and her new husband. I was a daddy’s girl. I should have been loving with Dad from the start. I could have been sucking his cock and riding his dick for a while now. I was eighteen.
I hummed as I skipped naked down the hall, my perky, round tits jiggling before me. My blonde hair streamed behind me as I entered the open living room/dining room/kitchen part of the apartment. I gazed out at it.
He wasn’t here.
“Daddy?” I asked, feeling so alone.
Out of the windows, I could see the Pacific Ocean. I was on the other side of the country, away from my friends. Mom was off on her honeymoon with Peter. He was such a boor. I would never be his daughter. I’d always be my daddy’s girl.
“Daddy?” I called moving back to the hallway. I pushed open the bathroom door. He wasn’t in here, either. Then I glanced in his office. Nothing. Lastly, I checked my bedroom. I don’t know why I thought to look in there, but where else could he be?
Had he left?
I sighed and headed into my bedroom. I sank down on the bed with its new comforter that Daddy had bought me yesterday that wasn’t that ugly brown. Where had Daddy gone? Why wasn’t he home? How could I blow him?
I snagged my phone off the nightstand and swiped it open. I had so many notifications. I swiped away several YouTube ones and I had a lot on Instagram. People were commenting on my posts from yesterday.
I opened the posts, and there was a debate if I would actually go have sex with my daddy like a daddy’s girl should. @naughtyblossom, my friend Lily, insisted that I wasn’t. That I had to just be fucking around and wasn’t actually a perv who wanted to have sex with her father.
“You’re just jealous that my dad’s hot,” I commented to Lily’s last post, “and your dad isn’t.”
“Jealous?” Lily’s answer came at once. I was surprised she was up. It was only a little after nine. Then I remembered it was a little after noon on the east coast. “You’re sick. You shouldn’t think your Dad’s hot.”
“Sure she should,” @shaneroberts123 typed. He was a guy named, unsurprisingly, Shane Roberts. “I think it’s hot that you find your dad hot @shanicutie.”
That was me. @shanicutie. My name was Shanice and I was a cutie.
“Did you do it?” asked @antonmax. Another guy I knew.
“Yeah!” commented @machoc. I didn’t know him well at all. But that was the point of Instagram. I wanted to be an influencer and make it big. “Did you?”
“I bet you rode your daddy’s dick,” @pussycatlover typed. That was Lee, another guy from school. “You’re such a slut for him, @shanicutie.”
I was a slut for my daddy.
I held up my phone and took a shot of me with my bedroom hair and from the shoulders up so they didn’t see the naughty bits. I looked sexy. You could tell I was naked—I had cut off the picture right before you could see my nipples. I looked sensual like I had just woken up from a night of lovemaking, my blonde hair tousled. I had a pouty smile and gorgeous, blue eyes.
“What do you think, @pussycatlover?” I captioned the pic and uploaded it.
“Yeah, you fucked your dad!” @machoc typed. “And you’re going to do it again.”
My pussy clenched. “Of course,” I answered. “I’m a daddy’s girl!”
“Daddy slut!” @naughtyblossom typed. “This is so fucked up. I’m done.”
My other friend, Veronica, had blocked me yesterday and now Lily just did it. I gasped in indignation. I couldn’t believe it. That was so fucked up. We shared everything, and now that I had embraced being a daddy’s girl and all it entailed, she was mad?
It hurt, though. I blinked back tears.
“Don’t let her get you down. You’re doing the right thing. Fucking your dad is hot!” @machoc said.
“Yeah, it’s so hot!” @shaneroberts123 added. “Don’t let @naughtyblossom make you feel like shit. You rock. You’re awesome.”
“I am awesome!” I typed, feeling so glad right now.
“You are my hero!” @pussycatlover typed. “Damn, @shanicutie, you should fuck your dad as much as you can.”
“Get bred by him!” @antonmax posted.
My pussy clenched. That was so naughty. A daughter couldn’t have her daddy’s baby, but…
“Daddy’s girls always get bred by their fathers,” @machoc commented. “And you’re one slutty daddy’s girl, aren’t you?”
“You fucking better believe I am,” I typed proudly. “I’m going to have my daddy’s baby!”
They guys exploded with dirty comments. I smiled at how popular I was even as I thought about how much fun it would be to be bred by Daddy. I glanced at my dresser. I had my makeup case on there. It also held my pre***********ion for the birth control pills. I didn’t need that. I wasn’t hooking up with guys. I was a one daddy girl now.
I took out the pills and headed to the bathroom. I dumped them all into the toilet and flushed it. Then I tossed the container into the trash. My pussy was on fire. I bit my lip and then I grabbed my phone.
“Hey, Daddy, where you at?” I typed. I took a selfie of myself, naked and looking so sexy. “I’m so wet and ready to be bred. Come home and fuck me hard!” I added some heart and winky emoji then an eggplant and a sploosh emoji to let him know how much I wanted his cum firing into my cunt.
I sent that all to him then headed into the kitchen, feeling peckish. I bet he would drive home from work—which was where he had to be, it was a Wednesday—and just make such wonderful love with me so we could make a baby.
I scooped up some Greek yogurt into a metal bowl and added some fresh strawberries to it and snapped a photo, uploading it to Instagram. Then I set about eating it while watching some YouTube videos. One of the makeup channels I loved to watch. It was a tutorial video on how to use eye shadow to most effectively.
Just as I was finishing it up, Daddy texted back, “You can’t send me pics like that! You’re my daughter! What happened last night was a mistake. It won’t happen again. In fact, you should go stay with your grandparents.”
I was so stunned. He never wanted to have sex with me? It was a mistake? I blinked my eyes. This couldn’t be happening. I ran into my room and threw myself on my bed. I buried my face into my pillow as the tears came.
How could he want to pack me off to my grandparents? Didn’t he know that I was a daddy’s girl? I belonged with him. I needed to have his baby. To love him. My emotions were so powerful, I felt like I would explode. The pain in my heart sobbed out of me.
I screeched and threw my pillow away.
“It’s not fair!”
I kicked my legs. Anger and pain and grief swept through me. How could he be so hurtful to me when I just wanted to love him. Didn’t he enjoy the blowjobs? Didn’t he love my pussy riding up and down his cock? Didn’t he love spurting all his cum in me.”
I grabbed my phone and created a new Instagram post. “Crisis! Daddy wants to send me to my grandparents. He doesn’t want to have sex with me. He thinks it’s a mistake. What do I do?”
“That sucks, @shanicutie,” @antonmax posted along with some sad emojis and a hugging one.
“You’re dad’s an idiot,” @shaneroberts123 commented. “How could he think having sex with you is a mistake. You’re hot.”
“Super hot!” @pussycatlover added. “I can be your daddy.”
“You’re not her daddy,” @machoc typed. “Only her daddy is her daddy. No other guy turns a true daddy’s girl on.”
“That’s right!” I replied. “He’s the only guy I want. He’s so sexy. He makes me so wet. Why doesn’t he want me?”
“Is he gay?” asked @devinator. He was another guy from school.
“He’s not gay!” I typed. “He has lots of girlfriends. Does he like them better than me?”
“He’s scared, @shanicutie,” @machoc said. “He hasn’t been around you to watch you grow up into this sexy, young woman. He didn’t get the slow build up. The flirting. The tension. The growing need to make love to his little girl until, finally, one day you both surrender together. When he finally makes love to you and takes your virginity. You just appeared all grown up, and it’s confusing him.”
“But what do I do?” I typed. “I missed all these years. I only have the summer. I can’t lose him.”
“Of course you can’t,” @machoc replied back. “You love him. All daddy’s girls love their fathers with all their hearts.”
Such passion surged through me. This powerful ache to be with him forever and ever. “I do! I love him so much, @machoc. But I lost him. He thinks it was a mistake.”
Fresh tears spilled down my cheeks.
“He’s an idiot!” @shaneroberts123 typed. “Incest is too hot to be a mistake.”
“Yeah, I’m thinking about you and your dad right now,” @pussycatlover typed. He had an eggplant emoji and splooshes after it.
“Eww, don’t masturbate to me with my dad!” I typed, growing angry.
“But it turns you on knowing that it turns others on,” @machoc replied. “All daddy’s girls want to tell the world about their incestuous passion.”
“You’re right. Masturbate away, @pussycatlover!”
Lee, @pussycatlover’s real name, replied with a winky face emoji.
“But what do I do?” I asked. “He’s at work.”
“Go there and suck his cock beneath his desk!” @antonmax posted. “That’d be hot. I’d fap to that.”
“Hell yeah!” typed @shaneroberts123.
“Go to his work and show him how hot you are,” @machoc commented. “Get him to eat out your pussy. Daddy’s girls do not let their daddies go, do they?”
No, they didn’t.
“I’ll do it!” I typed.
“And do anal!” commented @pussycatlover. “Any girl who does anal is a keeper in my book!”
“@pussycatlover is right,” @machoc added. “Give your daddy that ass and you’ll be his daddy’s girl forever.”
“I can do anal!” I said. I hadn’t ever done it, but I could.
Excited by this, I flew from my bed to my suitcase. I had to get ready for my seduction.
I dug through my clothing, looking for the perfect outfit. I threw clothing around, my round breasts jiggling. I bit my lips. I wanted something officey. I found a silk blouse that was semi-formal. It was pink and had a scoop neckline. I set that down and then dug around until I found a charcoal pencil skirt.
Did I bring any nylons? I never was a fan of them, but Mom always insisted that I have a few pairs for any formal occasions. She thought Dad might take me to the opera or something. There was a lot of culture to experience here on the West Coast.
I found an egg with dark nylons. I smiled. I didn’t need bra or panties, but pantyhose would be sexy. Then I darted for the bathroom and showered, keeping my hair pinned up so it wouldn’t get wet. I washed with my lavender-scented body wash, my loofah running over my skin making me tingle.
My cunt was so hot.
But this wasn’t the time to masturbate.
I washed out my asshole next. I got my fingers all soapy and thrust them into my backdoor. It felt so strange. I had never done anal before, but I could not see why not. It made my pussy all nice and juicy as I worked my fingers in and out. I whimpered and groaned, this naughty sensation rippling through me.
I was ready. Clean. Sultry. Eager for my daddy’s cock.
I stepped out of the shower and put on my makeup. I wanted to be sophisticated and look more adult. I was heading to his work, so I had to be “professional” sexy. I browsed a few tutorials on YouTube to find just the right technique for the effect I wanted. It was different from how I normally wore my makeup. Bright red lipstick. Heavy eye shadow and thick mascara. A light amount of rouge. Then I brushed out my hair into something professional.
I looked older. More adult and yet I still had my eighteen-year-old charms shining through. I hummed as I pulled on the nylons. The cloth whisked over my skin. It felt so amazing, my skin alive with all these tingles. I groaned as I wiggled my hips and rolled the nylons higher and higher up my thighs.
“Ooh,” I groaned to my reflection in the mirror on the closet door. My round boobs jiggled as I rolled the nylons up and over my rump. “These feel extra special!”
I had never worn them without panties on. They dug into my butt-crack, hugging my peachy ass in ways not even yoga pants did. And the feel of the cloth against my shaved pussy was electric. I groaned at it, my heart pounding.
I pulled on my blouse and closed it. There were two buttons on the left side that held it closed. Then I drew on my pencil skirt. I rolled it twice at the waistband to make it extra short and show off so much of my thigh. It barely hid my ass.
I smiled at the effect. I put on a pair of black pumps and felt transformed. I was an office daddy’s girl now.
Of course, I took a selfie and put it up on Instagram. While I waited on my Uber, the comments exploded.
“You’re dad is going to bend you over and fuck you hard!” @shanerobets123 groaned. “You have to post all the details.”
“So going to fap to that,” @pussycatlover said. “Going to fap so hard to you! You’re fucking hot, @shanicutie!”
“I’m so hard right now,” @antonmax added.
“You’re fucking sexy!” @devinator commented.
I felt sexy.
“That is the perfect outfit to get your daddy to eat out your cunt,” @machoc said. “Just be bold. He wants you. He wants you bad, but society has told him it’s wrong. But incest is okay when it’s between a father and a daddy’s girl. What you have is special. It’s a love that can’t be broken.”
“That’s right!” I squealed as I typed that. Then I got the notification. “My Uber’s here. I’m off!”
A flood of “Good luck!” popped up beneath my last comment.
I headed to the elevator and rode it down. I strode out feeling so sexy and sophisticated. I stepped out on the curb as the Uber pulled up, a black sedan. The driver, a doughy woman, hopped out and smiled at me.
I slid into the passenger seat and we had an awkward ride to my daddy’s work. He was in one of those skyscrapers. I marched in and then I had to figure out how to find his office. This had to be a surprise. Luckily, @machoc had some great ideas. I called the office for Trans-Pyramid Holdings and found their floor. Then I rode up the elevator.
My pussy was so wet on the ride up. The nylons clung to my pussy lips. My toes wiggled in my pumps. People got on and off as the elevator creaked upward. Finally, I reached the sixty-third floor and stepped off. There was a large bustle. People were moving back and forth.
“Excuse me,” I said nervously to one guy walking by. “I’m looking for my dad… Frank Mitchel’s office.”
He paused and glanced at me. “Your Shandra?”
“Shanice,” I said.
“Right, right, he’s been talking all month about how you’re coming out to stay with him.” He looked me up and down with hunger in his eyes. “You’re eighteen.”
“Uh-huh,” I said, giving him a frosty glare. “So remember that!”
He flushed. “He’s, uh, back that way.” He pointed and then hurried off.
What a perv. The only man who should be ogling me was my daddy. I marched off, my heels clicking. I headed in the direction that he pointed me. I moved through the office of Trans-Pyramid Holdings, my cute ass wiggling. I reached his office. He had his name on the door and everything.
So I just smiled and barged in on him.
“…and that’s why…” Daddy’s words trailed off as he spoke into his phone. And not a smartphone, but one of those old fashion ones. A landline phone. I smirked at him and closed the door behind me. His jaw dropped as he saw the sensual and sophisticated version of me. In my short skirt and sexy nylons and my boobs jiggling in my low-cut blouse. He swallowed. “And that’s why you want to trust us to…” He paused. “Can you hold on, my daughter just walked in.”
“Oh, keep talking, Daddy,” I said. “I’ll wait.”
“Yeah, yeah, sorry,” he said into the phone, looking so nervous. Which was a shame. Daddy had nothing to be nervous about. He was such a sexy hunk. He had dark hair with these exciting wings of gray from the temple. An older man. Distinguished but fit. He kept in great shape and even had a bit of a tan. He wore a blue, silky shirt with a navy tie.
I gave him a winsome smile as I set my purse on his desk.
“So, where were we?” Daddy asked. “Right, right, now that property is going be a great revenue generator. Uh-huh. We’re talking 13% a year at a minimum. Yeah, I know.”
That sounded all boring to me. Not what I was here for. I hadn’t blown my daddy at all today. He was so mean to sneak off to work while I was sleeping in. So I sank down on my knees on the other side of his desk. He stared at me, his panic increasing.
Then I crawled under his desk. He wore gray slacks. I groaned as I grabbed his knees and pushed them aside. He shifted in his chair as my hands slid up and down his thighs. His voice grew breathier on the phone.
“Okay, okay,” he said into the phone as my hands reached his crotch. I rubbed at his hard dick. Oh, Poor Daddy. He needed me. “Yeah, yeah, I’ll have my team fax you over the numbers. Yes, yes, have your people look it over.”
I squeezed his cock. He jumped in his chair, the leather creaking.
“Yes, yes, I do need to talk to my daughter,” he said as I undid his leather belt. “It’s, uh, been an adjustment having her move in with me. My ex had her and… And… She needs to learn some boundaries.”
Boundaries? There shouldn’t be boundaries between a daddy’s girl and her sexy father.
I unbuttoned his fly and pulled it open, the zipper rasping down. His cock throbbed beneath his silk boxers. He wore dark-red ones. I smiled and slid my fingers through the slit in the front and grabbed his cock.
“Right, right, children need boundaries,” Daddy groaned, his voice so tight. He sounded so stressed. I would take care of that.
I pulled his dick out through the slit in his boxers. He throbbed in my hand. He was so big and thick and just beautiful. I licked up the side of his cock, dragging my tongue higher and higher up his salty-tasting shaft. He squirmed more in his chair.
“Yeah, really have to go,” he groaned. “She’s, uh, being a brat.”
I could be a brat.
I licked the tip of his cock. I danced around it. He let out a moan. My lips kissed right at his slit, tasting the salty delight of his precum. Then I smooched over the sides. My tongue danced around his cock, teasing him with all the wicked things I would do to him. Then I swallowed his dick with hunger. He gasped as I did that. I slid my tongue down his cock, sucking him into my mouth.
“Goodbye, Mr. Hoover,” he groaned and hung up. “Fuck, Shanice!”
I suckled on him with hunger. I bobbed my head, my pussy soaking my nylons. I was so wet and ready for Daddy to eat me. But first I had to make him cum. I had to make him explode in my mouth and swallow all that jizz.
I suckled as I worked my plump lips up and down his cock. It was so wonderful to have his dick in my mouth. I nursed on him, my hips wiggling from side to side. My tongue danced around his shaft. I brushed him with my stroking tongue.
He groaned, “Fuck, Shanice. What are you doing?”
I thought that would be obvious.
“You can’t do this here,” he groaned.
I should have done it at home before he went to work. I should have had my mouth wrapped around his cock. Just sucking on him. Blowing him. Loving him. It would have been incredible for me to do that for him. He would have loved every second of it.
I suckled with passion. I nursed on him with hunger. My mouth bobbed up and down him while my pussy clenched. My naughty, juicy cunt burned for his dick while my well-cleaned asshole ached for his cock.
I wanted to do it all.
His chair creaked. He breathed heavily. I peered up his body and could just see the bottom of his tie. It shifted as he moved. The desk blocked the rest. That was, until he rolled back. I crawled with him, my head emerging into the light.
Now I could see his handsome face twisting with pleasure. His hand grabbed the knot of his tie, loosening it. Perspiration dotted his forehead. I loved this so much. I nursed on him with all the hunger I could muster.
“Damn,” he groaned. “Shanice!”
I loved the pleasure in his voice.
I suckled even harder. My cheeks hollowed. I showed him I was his loving daddy’s girl. I would do anything for him. Let him enjoy anal. I would give it all to him. I was so excited to be his naughty girl. For him to breed me.
“You have to stop,” he groaned. “Someone could walk in on us.”
I moaned around his cock. I wanted them to. People would understand. Like all the boys did on Instagram. Maybe the women would be jealous, but they were just pissed off that their daddy wasn’t a hunk like mine.
“Please,” he groaned. “Shanice!”
I would make him cum so hard.
I bobbed my head, taking as much of his cock as I could. He brushed the back of my throat. Maybe I should deep-throat him. I pushed against my gullet. I wanted to cough and splutter, but I had seen it in porn.
I forced myself to swallow his cock. I gagged for a moment, then his dick was sliding down my gullet. It was incredible. I felt so wicked and naughty. The heat rippled through me. I groaned, savoring this wild moment.
I suckled on my daddy’s cock. I nursed on him with such hunger. He groaned, his dick throbbing in my throat. I worked my lips down and down to his pubic hair. My pussy clenched. I had taken every inch of my daddy’s dick.
“Shit, Shanice,” he panted. “Oh, shit, you’re going to get me fired!”
I would never allow that to happen.
He just needed to relax. To cum. That would help him to relax. Once he spurted all that jizz out, he would feel so much better. I wanted to make him feel so much better. I wanted to do such wicked things to him.
I sucked up his cock. I nursed hard as he slid out of my gullet. Drool spilled over my chin. I felt so wicked and wanton. I grabbed his cock, feeling its base soaked in my saliva. I jerked him off as I stared up at him, my blonde hair rustling.
“Shanice.” He shifted. “Oh, fuck! I can’t… I can’t stop… Shit!”
His cum fired into my mouth.
Joy burst inside of me at the salty flavor of his cum. The jizz splashed against the back of my throat. It swirled around in my mouth. It was such a wonderful moment. Such a powerful experience. I quivered as I gulped it down.
His moans echoed through his office. His hands gripped the armrests of his chair. The leather creaked as spurt after spurt of his spunk flooded my mouth. So much of him fired into me. It was incredible to experience.
I was so thrilled by it.
I swallowed over and over again. I gulped it down, spurt after wonderful spurt of that spunk. It was incredible to enjoy. I loved every moment of it. I savored the delight of swallowing it all down. It warmed my belly.
“Shanice,” he groaned. “What are you doing to me? Why?”
I slid my mouth off his cock and stared up at him. “I love you, Daddy. That’s why I’m doing this. I’m your girl.” I smiled at him. “Daddy’s girls want to suck their daddy’s cocks and do anal and be bred—”
“Bred?” He rubbed his hand over his face and groaned. “I thought you were on the pill.”
“Well, I can go off of it to have your baby,” I said and rose. I sat down on his desk.
“This has to stop.” He looked around the office.
“We’ll be fine, Daddy,” I purred. “We won’t get caught.”
“You can’t know that,” he panted. “But that’s not what I mean.”
“Okay, okay,” I said. “I won’t come to the office again. I know it’s where you need to be professional.” I worked off my pumps as I spoke that, dropping them to the floor. Then I grabbed his softening cock between my nylon-clad feet and massaged him. “But I’m here. Why don’t you eat my pussy? I sucked your cock, Daddy.”
“Eat your pussy?” Panic flashed across his face. “Shanice, I’m your father.”
“I know,” I purred, massaging his cock. “Mmm, don’t you want to eat my pussy.”
His dick twitched. “No!”
I gave him a hard look. “You’re not the sort of man who doesn’t eat pussy? That’s not cool. Girls need to be licked. Especially me!”
“That’s not it,” he groaned. “I eat pussy… This… You’re my daughter, Shanice.”
“Exactly!” I smiled at him. “I’m a daddy’s girl. That means we can have sex. It’s all right. We’re meant for each other. You made me in Mom’s womb so I could be your lover. I’m perfect for you, Daddy. I love you so much.”
He stared at me in shock. “Where did this come from?”
I shrugged. “It must have always been in me,” I said. “Some nice guys on Instagram helped me to realize it and…” I had to get Daddy to lick my pussy. “And it feels so right.”
“It’s wrong. It’s incest. Christ, your eighteen.”
“Doesn’t it just make it hotter that I’m barely legal?” I cooed. “Mmm, guys like young girls. And girls like older guys. Daddies. And you’re the hottest daddy there is.”
His dick swelled harder as my feet worked up and down his girth. He groaned, his chest rising and falling as he stared at me. I smiled and then I unbuttoned the first of the two fasteners holding my blouse closed.
He froze and stared at what I was doing.
“Mmm, don’t you want to see my titties, Daddy?” I asked.
“Shanice,” he groaned, his cock nearly fully hard. I whisked my nylon-clad feet up and down his shat with such force.
“Mmm, you do,” I cooed. “You want to see my titties. They’re ripe and perfect. You loved watching them bounce as I rode you last night.” I giggled. “But it was dark, so…” I undid the last button.
I ripped my blouse open and exposed my firm boobies. They jiggled. He groaned as he stared at them. His eyes were locked on my tits. I smiled as I stroked his hard cock and knew that I had him. He loved me. He was just confused.
I had to show him that this was the right thing to do. That he needed to enjoy every bit of this and not to be scared of with he was feeling. What we were doing was so right. It was meant to be. I was so excited to share this with him.
His cock reached its full girth. I rubbed my feet over the crown, working him across the bottom of my soles. Tingles raced up my legs to my pussy. This static electric current tingled through me, created by my feet rubbing on his dick. He groaned and whimpered.
“I’m so wet, Daddy,” I said and spread my knees wide apart. My skirt rose up and over my crotch as I did that. I could feel the nylons clinging to my pussy lips. “Mmm, look. I’m soaking through my pantyhose.”
“God,” he breathed, staring down at the dark cloth hiding my pussy. I bet he could see my vulva and labia through the fabric.
“Just tear my nylons apart and feast on me,” I moaned. “Oh, Daddy, just lean forward and eat me.” I massaged his cock again. His precum soaked the bottom of my pantyhose. “Show me that you love me.” I pouted my lips. “You do love me, right, Daddy?”
“Yeah,” he breathed, staring at my pussy.
“Then eat me!” I moaned. “Feast on me. Make me cum, Daddy! Make me cum and then be the first guy to fuck my asshole. It’s the only cherry I have for you. It’s yours, Daddy. Just take it!”
He growled, his dick throbbing in my hands. Then he ripped off his tie. The silk whisked out of his collar. He tossed it down to the floor and undid a few buttons of his shirt. Then he fell to his knees, my feet sliding off his cock.
I gasped as he went for it. he buried his face into my crotch and just licked my pussy through the nylons. I gasped at how great that felt. His tongue ran through my folds. He licked and lapped at my labia and clit through the nylons.
He ate me with such hunger. His tongue pressed the pantyhose into my vulva. The silky cloth caressed over me. I groaned, my tits jiggling. He licked with such hunger at my tangy snatch. This was amazing.
I loved it.
“Daddy!” I groaned.
“Shanice!” he panted.
His teeth bit the pantyhose. Like a wild beast, he tore through it. The ripping sound echoed through the office. Then his lips were kissing at my pussy directly. His tongue stroked through my folds and brushed my clit.
I gasped at how great that felt. I whimpered as he stroked up and down my folds. His hands rubbed at my thighs, caressing through my pantyhose. Pleasure rippled through my body as he caressed me. He stroked me. Touched me. He made me feel so wicked. I groaned, my face contorting. This was such an amazing delight to experience.
“Daddy!” I groaned as he thrust his tongue into my pussy’s depths. “Oh, yes, yes, Daddy, eat me!”
My orgasm swelled so fast as I felt his stubble rubbing on my sensitive flesh. My daddy was eating out my cunt. His tongue plundered my depths. He scooped out all my naughty cream. He made me feel incredible. I loved it. I savored every moment of him licking at me. Lapping at me.
He swirled his tongue around inside of me. I gasped, squeezing my thighs about his face. I held him to my twat and gasped out my delight. It filled his office. It resonated through this space as I quivered, on the verge of exploding in rapture.
I would have such a mighty cum. Just explode in ecstasy. I licked my lips, my heart pounding in my chest. I humped against his licking tongue, my boobs jiggling. I arched back my head, blonde hair spilling down off my shoulders.
Then he slid his tongue up to my clit. He sucked.
I gasped, “Daddy!”
He nursed on my bud and thrust two fingers into my cunt. He stirred up my juicy snatch. I groaned, my toes curling. My orgasm swelled fast now. The pleasure rose inside of me. It hurtled closer and closer to making me explode.
His strong lips sucked. His finger churned me up. It was all I needed. My daddy loved me. The taboo thrill swelled the pressure in me. I whimpered and moaned, my thighs squeezing about his head. My boobs quivered.
“Daddy!”
Daddy sucked harder on my clit as his fingers thrust in and out of my cunt. I gasped, arching my back. My tits jiggled. He nursed with such hunger. I groaned, feeling the swelling pressure in my cunt. The dam struggled to hold back my orgasm.
It broke.
A flood of incestuous rapture raged through my body. I gasped and heaved, my boobs bouncing. He ripped out his fingers and licked at my twat. My pantyhose-clad thighs gripped daddy’s head while my tangy pussy cream gushed out of my cunt. My body bucked and quivered through all these wonderful and delicious pleasures. It swept through my body with such force. I groaned, savoring every moment of it.
“Daddy!” I gasped. “Oh, Daddy, yes!”
I groaned and gasped, the pleasure gushing out of my cunt. It was intense and delicious. It was amazing. My mind drowned with rapture as he licked and lapped up my cream. I held him tight, my tits quivering.
“Shanice!” he moaned as I hit that wonderful peak.
“You have to fuck my asshole!” I moaned.
“What?” He ripped his head from between my thighs, my pussy cream covering his face.
I rolled over onto my stomach and bent over the desk. I reached my hands back and tore the pantyhose to expose my butt-crack. Then I parted my peachy cheeks and exposed my asshole to Daddy. I shuddered, my pussy aching.
“Fuck me in the ass, Daddy! Do it! Ram that cock into me!”
“Shanice!” he groaned.
“Lube up in my pussy!”
With an animalistic moan, he rammed into my cunt. I gasped and quivered there. My pantyhose clung to my butt-cheeks, barely. The rip had gone almost to the waistband by now. I was exposed. So ready to be fucked.
Then Daddy pulled his cock out of my pussy.
“You’re so ready to fuck my cherry ass!” I moaned, my body on fire. “Just slide that cock into my asshole, Daddy.”
“Shanice,” he groaned. “I’m so going to hell.”
“Mmm, I’ll keep you company.” I squeezed my butt-cheeks tight. “I love you, Daddy!”
“Love you,” he groaned and pressed his cock into my crack. I shuddered at the feel of his dick rubbing into my asshole. This naughty tingle shot through me. He slid it in circles, caressing my naughty hole. Teasing me.
I bit my lower lip, whimpering. Then he pressed his cock right against my asshole. He worked it against my anal ring. My naughty hole was tight, but I was so relaxed and ready after that pussy eating. My butt-cheeks clenched.
He thrust.
“Daddy!” I groaned as he drilled his cock against my anal ring.
“Shanice, honey!” he growled, sounding like such a beast. A sexy daddy-monster.
My asshole slowly parted for him. He slid into me. It was so exciting to experience. I loved the way my bowels slowly gave way for his dick. My sphincter swallowed his cock. I groaned as he entered me, such joy surging through me.
This was the best thing in the world. I was taking my daddy’s cock in my asshole. My face twisted with pleasure as inch after inch of his dick slid into my bowels. It was amazing. My nipples throbbed on the table.
I shuddered, my face contorting in delight. Then he was all the way in me. My daddy’s cock had bottomed out in my asshole. It was amazing. I shuddered at how great this was. I savored every inch of his dick being in me.
“Oh, my god, Daddy!” I moaned as he throbbed inside my anal sheath. My nipples rubbed into the cool surface of his desk. “You’re so big.”
“I can’t believe I’m doing this!” he groaned. He planted his hands on the desk on either side of me. “Shit, I’m such a terrible father, but this feels so good.”
“You’re the best father ever!” I gasped. “Daddy, I love you so much. I’m so happy that we’re having anal sex!”
“Jesus, Shanice,” he groaned. “This is insane, but…” He drew back.
“It feels amazing!” I squealed.
“Yes!”
He thrust back into my cunt. He buried to the hilt in me with his amazing cock. His dick plunged deep and far. He filled me up with his thick shaft. My asshole clenched down on his girth and rejoiced at all the pleasure he gave me.
It felt even better than when I washed out my asshole in the shower. He was thicker and reached farther. That made it all so exciting. So wonderful. I loved every second of his cock burying to the hilt in my bowels. He fucked me with such prowess. It was exciting to feel him plowing into me again and again.
His balls smacked into my taint. They were full of all his cum. He would spurt so much into me. It was awesome. My body trembled. I brimmed with so much delight. It was excellent. Just such a wonder to enjoy. I loved every moment of it.
He pumped away at me. He fucked me with such prowess. He buried his cock again and again into my bowels. He filled me up. I groaned, squeezing my asshole down around on his dick. His big shaft buried into me over and over again.
“Oh, Daddy!” I moaned, the heat melting to my pussy. “Oh, Daddy, that’s so good. You’re making me feel so amazing.”
“Yes!” he grunted, his crotch smacking into my rump. “Your asshole… Jesus, Shanice… It feels amazing. Oh, damn!”
I was so happy. His cock buried to the hilt in my bowels. It was awesome. I loved every moment of it. I savored every last second of it. This wonderful heat swept through my body. I shuddered, squeezing my asshole down on his dick.
His balls kept thudding against me. They were full of all that cum that had to fire into my bowels. I wanted him to flood me. That would be incredible. I shuddered as he thrust with such prowess. He fucked with such force into my bowels.
“Oh, Daddy!” I moaned.
“Shit!” he groaned. “Oh, shit, this… Shanice, this is incredible.”
“I know!” I moaned. “A girl who gives anal keeps her daddy! That’s what they said on Instagram. I’ll give you anal whenever you want it, Daddy. I love you! I’m your girl!”
“Fuck!”
He slammed harder into me. My nipples throbbed against the surface of the desk. He felt incredible in me. He fucked me with such prowess. I loved every moment of it. Every last second of his cock plowing into me.
He fucked me with passion. His dick buried to the hilt in my bowels. I groaned, savoring that hard thrust. I loved it. This was such a wicked heat. I groaned, squeezing down on his cock. He plunged again and again into my bowels. He fucked me with such vigor.
He slammed into my asshole. He buried deep and hard into my flesh, growling out his pleasure. He loved it. He savored my bowels. My pussy grew hotter and hotter. My cunt drank in the heat the velvety friction created.
It fed my orgasm.
“I’m going to cum on your dick, Daddy!” I moaned. “Oh, yes, yes, I’m going to explode on your cock, Daddy!”
“Fuck!” he growled, slamming into me. “Shanice! Shanice, you’re so tight. So hot.”
“Cum in my asshole, Daddy!” I moaned, squeezing my bowels around him. “Just erupt in me. It’ll be so naughty. I can just tell.”
He growled and slammed into my bowels. He buried deep into me. His heavy balls smacked against my taint. I gasped at that as he drew back. The friction flared hotter. My pussy drank it in. My cunt boiled.
I came on my daddy’s dick.
My asshole writhed around his cock as the fires burned hot through my body. They swept through my flesh and burned over my skin. I trembled, my body bucking from the delight of his cock plowing into me. He fucked into me hard.
“Daddy!” I squealed, my mind burning in rapture.
I groaned, savoring this wonderful thrill of climaxing on his dick. He plowed deep and hard into my asshole. My flesh rippled around him. As pussy juices gushed out and soaked my torn pantyhose, he growled out his pleasure.
“Shanice!”
Hot cum fired into my bowels. I groaned at that wonderful delight. He flooded me. He pumped his cum into my asshole. I shuddered, my bowels rippling and writhing around his erupting cock. I milked his dick.
“Oh, yes, Daddy!” I gasped.
My mind blazed, the flames fed by his incestuous seed pumping into my asshole. He spurted over and over into me. He pumped me full of all his cum. It was incredible to experience. I loved it. I savored it. I loved every moment of his incestuous jizz pumping into my bowels. I groaned, my face scrunching up.
This was amazing. Delicious. I groaned, trembling through the bliss. He groaned as he fired the last of the cum into my asshole. The flames of rapture burned out leaving behind simmering coals of euphoria. I felt amazing. So loved.
Daddy slid his cock out of my asshole and sat down heavily in his chair.
I shuddered and fished out my phone from my desk. I loaded up the Instagram app and posted: “Just gave Daddy my asshole!”
In seconds, @machoc replied, “Did you such his dick clean of your asshole like a good daddy girl should?”
That hadn’t even occurred to me. I whirled around, phone in hand my left hand, and grabbed his cock with my right. I licked at him, tasting the sour flavor of my asshole as his cum leaked out of my bowels.
“What are you doing?” he asked. “That was just in your ass. That’s disgusting.”
“Mmm, but that’s what machoc says daddy girls do,” I moaned. “And I want to do it.” I sucked his cock into my asshole.
“Who’s machoc?” he asked.
I popped my mouth off. “One of the guys on Instagram who helped me realize what a daddy girl like me is supposed to do.” I smiled at him. “All those guys showed me so many things. I wouldn’t have even come here without them.”
He frowned. “Your mother told me you didn’t want to come out here.” He swallowed. “And when I picked you up from the airport, you didn’t seem that thrilled. And then… I fixed your phone and you changed. You went from sulking in your bedroom to wanting to spend all your time with me and…”
“Make love to you,” I breathed. “I love you!”
“What is going on?” he muttered as I sucked his cock into my mouth. I didn’t get what the big deal was. So what if I had been an idiot who didn’t understand that I was a slutty daddy’s girl who would do anything to make her father happy? I did now.
That was what mattered.
“Let me see your phone, honey,” he said as I buffed him clean.
I handed it to him and kept sucking my sour asshole off.
To be continued…
