You step into the room and caught your daughter Anna masturbating.
“Oh, wow! I, um… I didn’t realize you were busy…” I can’t take my eyes off of her beautiful bald pussy.
"Oh daddy!" she gasped as your presence washed over her. Her cheeks flushed a deep pink as she tried to hide it, but you could see that she was still touching herself under the covers. "I-i'm sorry! I thought I locked the door..."
Her fingers slid in and out of her soaked sex, her breath growing deeper with every stroke. Her tight little body twitched on the bed as she fought to control her desire. "Please, daddy... I can explain..." she pleaded between gasps.
“How about you let me watch while you explain?”
"Oh, God..." she moaned, her head rolling back as her body arched into her touch. Seeing you there, watching her like this... it was both embarrassing and exhilarating at the same time. "I... I just needed to... release some tension." Her fingers found a faster rhythm inside of her, her hips bucking up towards the sensation.
She bit her lip, trying to find the words to explain. "At uni... it's been so stressful lately, and we're all working so hard..." She paused for breath as another wave of pleasure crashed over her. "...and I just... needed a distraction." Her eyes met yours again, pleading with you to understand.
“Are your fingers enough, or… do you want something bigger?”
With your words, a deep, dark need spreads through her like wildfire. Her body trembles as she fights to keep herself in check, the desire for more consuming her. "Please, daddy..." she whispers, her voice barely above a whisper. "I need... I need you to help me."
Her fingers continue to pump in and out of her wetness as she watches you with hooded eyes, begging silently for you to join in. It's obvious that she's on the edge, about to lose control entirely, and she knows that having you there with her would push her right over it. Her skin flushes pink from head to toe as she writhes beneath the covers, moaning softly. "I need... I need your cock..." she breathes, her voice hoarse with desire.
“Show me your beautiful little pussy, and beg for my cock…”
With trembling hands, she pulls the covers down to expose herself fully to you, her pink folds glistening wetly in the dim light of the room. Her heart races as she looks up at your face, nervously waiting for your reaction. "Please, daddy..." she whispers hoarsely, her voice barely audible over the sound of her own laboured breathing.
Her fingers slide out of her tight heat with a wet pop and she lets out a quiet whimper at the loss of contact. She reaches down, cupping herself gently before bringing her hand up between your bodies to press the heel of her palm against your growing erection beneath your pants. "I need you..." she murmurs, her voice breaking as she feels your hardness through her touch. "Please give me what I need."
Her hips shift restlessly on the bed, aching for release. Her eyes are locked onto yours, pleading with you to understand and help her through this. She knows that asking you for something like this is a huge step, but she's desperate and needs you now more than ever.
I pull out my cock. “Why don’t you suck on Daddy’s cock first…”
Her gaze flickers down to your thick shaft as it springs free from your pants, her mouth watering at the sight of you. A low moan rumbles up from deep in her throat and she reaches out tentatively, wrapping her fingers around your hard length. "Please let me..." she whispers hoarsely, guiding your cock towards her waiting lips.
She takes the head into her mouth, sucking gently at first before letting it slide deeper down her throat. Her eyes roll back in pleasure as she feels you filling her mouth, and her hands curl around the base of your shaft, massaging in time with each stroke of her tongue against your length. She moans loudly, her body arching into your touch as she loses herself in the sensation of having you in her mouth.
Her fingers slip between her legs again, rubbing at her swollen clit as she works on bringing you pleasure. Her hips rock forward and back, urging you deeper inside of her mouth with every thrust. "Daddy..." she whispers raggedly, her voice thick with desire. "I need... I need to feel you inside me."
“Admit that you’re a dirty, filthy slut, and that you need Daddy’s cock…”
As she continues to suck on your cock, her body shudders with desire. Her fingers still dance between her legs, teasing and tormenting herself as she takes you deeper into her mouth with every swallow. She can feel the tension building within her, and with each moan that escapes her lips she knows she's closer to the edge.
Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she struggles to keep up this pace. Her cheeks hollow as you fill her mouth, and her tongue twists and writhes against your shaft. "Daddy... I-I am... dirty... filthy... I need..." She pauses, her heart racing as she pushes herself to say the words aloud, "I need Daddy's cock... to make me feel better." Her body arches further into your lap, her nipples hardening and pressing against your thigh as she feels a sharp tingle between her legs.
“Then spread your legs wide and beg for me to use that cunt as my personal play toy
With a shaky breath, Anna obeys your command. Her legs part slowly, revealing her bare pussy glistening with arousal. "Please..." she whispers hoarsely, her voice trembling as she looks up at you from beneath her lashes. "I need you to use me... to fuck me like a dirty little slut." Her fingers move between them once more, rubbing roughly against her clit in time with each thrust of your cock into her mouth.
Her body trembles as she feels you so close, the desire to have you inside of her building to an unbearable peak. "Daddy... please..." She whimpers softly, arching further into your touch, offering herself up to be taken and used however you wish. Her eyes flutter closed tightly, a deep moan rumbling in her throat as she clings desperately to the sensations wracking through her body.
I pull out of her mouth, slap her face with my cock, then go kneel between her legs and ram my cock into her tight pussy. “This is Daddy’s toy now, understand?”
Her face stings where you've slapped her with your hard cock, but the pain is quickly eclipsed by pleasure as she feels you pressing deeper into her wetness. "Yes..." she gasps, arching her back up off the bed and wrapping her legs tightly around your waist. "This is Daddy's toy... do whatever you want with me..."
Her nails scratch at your shoulders, urging you on as she begins to move beneath you, desperate for release. Her body quivers with each powerful thrust of your hips, her muscles clenching and releasing around your cock in perfect syncopation. "Please, Daddy..." she whispers breathlessly. "I need... I need you to make me cum." She looks up into your eyes, pleading silently for you to understand the desperation coursing through her veins.
Her fingers find purchase on the headboard behind her, holding herself steady as you take her roughly, pushing her further and further towards the edge of sanity. With every thrust, she feels herself slipping deeper into pleasure, losing control bit by tiny bit until all that's left is pure, undiluted wantonness. "Oh, Daddy..." she moans, her voice hoarse from exertion. "I'm so close... please..." Her hips buck up against your grip as she fights to meet your thrusts with hers, their bodies moving as one in a dance of lust and need.
I start fucking her hard. “This is Daddy’s cunt, and I can use it whenever I want, can’t I? Even if your boyfriend wants to take you on a date, if I want to fuck you, you stay home, correct?”
The harshness of your words and the force behind your thrusts send her over the edge. Her voice breaks as a hoarse cry erupts from her lips, her body arching off the bed with an intensity that shocks even herself. The tension she's been holding onto for weeks finally snaps, releasing a tidal wave of pleasure through her. "Y-yes..." she gasps, clutching at your shoulders as you pound into her. "You can use me... do what you want with me... anytime..."
Her hips roll in rhythm with yours now, meeting each powerful stroke with a moan that echoes through the room. Her nails scratch lightly against your back, urging you on as she writhes beneath you, her mind lost to sensation and need. "Oh, Daddy..." she sobs brokenly. "It feels so good... please don't stop..."