I went into the back garden one sunny day and almost choked to find my fifteen-year-old daughters sunbathing in tiny bikinis that left very little to the imagination. Ashley was rubbing suntan oil into Brooke’s back, and I was surprised, even a little thrilled to find a hard on immediately appear in my pants. They had their backs to me and unsure what to do, I hung back, dying to massage my rapidly growing cock as I feasted my eyes on their slim tan legs and achingly pert butts. Brooke undid the straps of her bikini to allow Ash better access with the oil and my hand flew to my erection as I caught sight of a glimpse of part of one breast as it sprung free of the tiny halter. I had never even seen my daughters in their underwear before, and I was surprised to find Brooke’s breasts fuller than I had expected.

 

“You do me,” Ashley giggled, lying face down on the lounger, and Brooke retied her bikini. Straddling her sister’s butt, she began to massage the oil into Ashley’s back. “Mmmmmm…” Ash moaned contentedly. “’S good.” Brooke continued to rub the oil over her sister’s back, while they muttered and giggled together. Eventually she exclaimed, “shut up!” to some whispered comment of her sister’s, un-straddled her and slapped her ass playfully before lying down to catch some rays herself.

 

I locked myself in my room and wanked furiously over and over again to the thought of my little baby girls touching each other. I imagined them kissing, the fullness of their tits, the roundness of their cute butts, and worse, what it must be like to fuck their tight young cunts. I knew it was wrong, sick even, but nothing was going to stop me thinking about it now.

 

Now everything they did made me see them in a new light. I wanked more than I ever had. The sight of my daughters in their tight pajama tops with no bras made me even more aware of the size of their breasts. How could I have missed it before, those full round globes with their protruding hint of a nipple, which I sneaked glances at whenever I could. They must have been at least a DD-cup, bigger than their mom’s, and fuller somehow, rounder. How I ached sometimes in my frantic late-night wanking sessions to go into the room they shared and violate them, rip off their clinging tees and slide my cock between their ample chests, to titty-fuck the pair of them before shooting me load over their beautiful young faces. They had the faces of angels, my little girls, but bodies that would tempt a saint.

 

My fantasies began to get worse. I love my little girls, as any father would, but some part of me, some animal part, also wants to ravage them, to grab them and fuck them roughly and hear them moaning my name. I became obsessed with twin porn on the internet, but nothing could make me cum as hard as when I thought about my two baby daughters and the nasty things I wanted to do to them.

 

Eventually I did the unthinkable. I bought and installed a secret camera in their room, and every day when they were at school I watched the tape from the night before. Working from home left me a lot of time for jerking off over grainy footage of my teenage daughters. “Love you, Daddy,” they would each say with a kiss on the cheek as they got out of car at school every day, little knowing that as I looked up their tiny tartan school skirts as they got out (too short for school regulations of course, but then they were fifteen), I was looking forward to the glimpses of their naked young bodies and the long hard orgasms that last night’s footage would afford.

 

One night I was passing the girls’ room on my way back from the bathroom when I heard noises from within. I had bid the twins goodnight only a few minutes ago and they must be getting ready for bed. I pressed my ear to the door. There was muffled giggling, and the squeaking of bedsprings. “Ssssssh! Dad will hear!” one of them whispered, which one I couldn’t be sure. Then there was more giggling.

 

Heart racing, I went to my room and hooked up to the live digital feed I had by now set up from the camera in their room. The light was still on and I could see everything clearly. Ashley, the younger by four minutes and wearing nothing but an oversized shirt I recognised as mine, had pinned Brooke to her bed and was tickling her mercilessly. Brooke, squirming and trying to wrestle her sister off, was wearing a tank top and knickers. As she wriggled her tank top began to ride up and expose the lower part of her luscious round breasts, but Ashley did not let up.

 

After a few minutes of helpless wriggling in which her half-exposed tits bounced madly, Brooke managed to roll over and straddle Ash. She laughingly said something as she began to tickle her little sister back, but as I had not wired the camera for sound I could not hear what they were saying. As Ashley kicked and giggled under her sister’s roaming fingers, the man-sized shirt she was wearing began to ride up and from the camera’s position I could see to my cock’s delight that she wasn’t wearing any knickers. Brooke had evidently noticed too, because she pulled Ash’s shirt right up over her tanned, toned stomach, laughing as she tickled her uncovered belly even harder.

 

Ashley’s legs were splayed wide open and I had the most gorgeous view of her completely shaven cunt. I actually heard Ash’s shriek all the way from my room as she realised her sister had exposed her. In retaliation she pushed her sister so they were sprawled face to face on the single bed, the shove causing Brooke’s tits to spring from the tight vest completely. Brooke, instead of covering herself, simply ripped open the front of Asley’s shirt so she could tickle her under the arms, her most sensitive tickle spot, as well I knew. As the twins struggled to get a one-up on each other in this wrestling-tickling match their bare legs became entwined and their exposed DD tits were soon pressed tightly against each other as Ashley reached round and pinned Brooke’s hands behind her back. In the resultant checkmate it took me a moment to realise that Brooke’s thigh had slipped between her twin sister’s legs and Ashley’s bare teenage pussy was writhing against her twin’s leg, seemingly of its own accord. Ash’s head flew back, eyes closed, and her mouth opened as if in a moan.

 

Breathing heavily, they continued to writhe, their big tits grazing against each other, Ash grinding her cunt against Brooke’s leg, loosely cupping her sister’s ass cheeks. As soon as Brooke’s hands were free she thrust one down her knickers and began furiously to rub herself. Her other hand found her twin’s throbbing breast and began to massage it, though it more than filled her grasp. Breathing heavily and looking intently into each others’ eyes, the twins slowly brought their lips together in their first incestuous kiss. Slowly their lips parted and Ash’s tongue slipped into Brooke’s mouth. Brooke’s eyes closed in ecstasy as she thrust her tongue against her sister’s, deepening the kiss as she groped her little sister’s soft full breasts.

 

Ash, ever the wilful sister, broke the kiss and said something. Then she pushed her sister to the bed and straddled her as she ripped off Brooke’s knickers and tank top and lowered her head to suck her sister’s nipple into her eager mouth, all the while grinding their naked hairless cunts together. Brooke, though she might have been the quieter sister, was definitely not lacking in incestuous passion to match her sister’s as she reached round and started to massage Ash’s ass cheeks, her fingers slipping round between her legs to her pussy. Slowly and teasingly she began to rub up and down her sister’s ass and cunt slit while Ash ground frantically against her fingers. Eventually Brooke sunk her fingers deep in her sister’s tight hole and began to finger her in a rocking movement she had clearly used on herself.

 

Though Ash was clearly loath to stop her sister’s thorough massaging of her cunt, after a while she began to slip down her twin’s body, leaving a trail of kisses and bites all the way down to Brooke’s wide open legs. She descended eagerly and began to lick and suck wildly at her labia and clitoris, spreading her twin’s legs wider still with her hands. Brooke was obviously in the throes of ecstasy as she grabbed feverishly at her sister’s hair, pushing her face deeper into her bucking crotch.

 

I was in heaven. In the space of a few minutes my little girls had gone from innocent tickling to a full-on incestuous sex session. My boner was so hard it hurt, and all I was wearing was a dressing gown. But I was determined the night’s activities would not stop there for me.

 

Quietly I left the system recording, picked up a small metal item from my drawer and slipped out of my room. The girls were managing somehow to be quiet, I could only hear their passionate moans by pressing my ear to the door. Silently I opened the door and slipped inside. The scene was a million times better in person. The twins had moved to licking each other out in the 69 position and were so engrossed they didn’t even know I was there until the click of the key in the lock as I locked us in.

 

With barely muffled screams of horror the naked girls sprung apart, their faces burning with guilt and shame. I hadn’t thought about how I would deal with this part but I sensed that if I handled this right, I could get the fuck of my dreams tonight.

 

“Just what do you think you’re doing?” I asked quietly, keeping my face neutral. I hoped they would be too embarrassed to notice the raging boner under my dressing gown.

 

There was a long pause. They had to know there was no way to explain this one away. “I can explain...” trailed off Ash.

 

“Can you really, Ashley?” I said coldly. Brooke reached for a sheet to cover herself but I strode over and snatched it from her. “I want an explanation, young lady, before either of you put on so much as a stitch!” I snapped.

 

“We were… we weren’t…” Brooke started, then began to cry. “Daddy, I’m sorry!”

 

I sat down on the bed next to her and placed an arm round her shoulder. “Don’t cry, baby,” I comforted. I pulled Ash in for a hug from the other side. “I know exactly what you were doing, and I’m not angry.” Brooke stopped sniffling. If I moved my hand an inch further it would be touching her perfect round breast.

 

“You’re not?” said Ash, swallowing down her tears.

 

“No, I’m not.” I pulled my little girls in closer. My hands now rested just above the curve of their breasts. “It felt natural to you, didn’t it?”

 

“Um… I guess so.”

 

“Ash?”

 

“Yeah, it felt kinda…”

 

“Hot?” I finished.

 

She bit her lip, swollen from kissing. “Yeah, hot.”

 

I let my hand stroke gently and comfortingly over the soft curve of the top of my girls’ breasts. If they hadn’t noticed my hard on by now they must be blind.

 

“But girls,” I continued, my hands getting lower and more insistent in their rubbing, “you know that in the eyes of the law, what I caught you doing was wrong. Not just wrong, but illegal. It’s called incest.” Brooke started to cry again. “Don’t worry baby. I won’t let them take you away to a mental institution, or even prison. I know there’s nothing wrong with you really. You’re just two healthy girls who need to get their satisfaction.”

 

Ash turned her big green eyes on me. “Daddy, they’d really take us away if they found out?”

 

“Yes, baby. But I won’t let that happen, not while you’re my special little girls. My special little girls who understand that we all need to get our satisfaction, even Daddies.”

 

“Daddy, what do you mean?” Brooke asked, and in reply I picked her up by the waist and deposited her at the head of the bed next to Ash. Gently I forced their bodies together. “What are you doing?” There was worry in her eyes.

 

“Daddy wants to see you and your sister carry on. You said it felt good. Well it makes Daddy feel good too.”

 

Nervously the twins moved their lips together in a chaste kiss. “Do it,” I said angrily. “Or you’ll get such a hard spanking you won’t sit down for a week.”

 

I stood to the side and began to stroke my 9” shaft as my girls began to kiss passionately, their tongues enmeshing and their full breasts pressing hard together.

 

Just then Ash glanced up and gasped as she saw me with cock in hand. “What are you doing?” she asked, horrified. I decided it was now or never. “I thought you were my special little girls,” I said as I advanced on the bed. “Daddy needs to enjoy himself as much as little girls do.”

 

I stood over the bed, 9” cock standing proud as I took off my robe. “Who wants to touch it?” I asked. When neither of them replied, I grabbed Brooke’s hand and forced it to grasp my shaft. “This is my cock,” I said, forcing her little hand up and down my length.

 

“It’s hard,” she said in an awed voice. I let go of Brooke’s hand and Ash, never one to miss out, reached out to touch it too.

 

Soon Ash’s lips were stretched around my throbbing shaft as Brooke sucked on my balls. Without mercy I grabbed the back of her head and began to throat-fuck her, her soft whimpers only serving to arouse me further. Soon I was about to come. But I did not intend to waste my seed in the back of my little girl’s throat… not yet, anyway.

 

I pushed them both to the bed, where they lay, half-scared, half aroused, gazing up at me with those huge green eyes. Oh, how I wanted to fuck them.

 

I grabbed Ash and rolled her over so her face was in her sister’s cunt. “Lick her out, Ash,” I ordered.

 

She had just begun to do so when my two fingers entered her cunt from behind, causing her to gasp in pleasure. God, she was so tight. “Oohhh, Daddy!” she yelped. She was soaking wet and bouncing her ass against my hands as I roughly began to finger-fuck her, whilst positioning myself behind her. Just as she was beginning to moan in earnest I withdrew my fingers and in one hard movement mercilessly shoved the length of my 9” rod into her tight little cunt. “Unnnnnnnh!” is all she could manage as my huge cock hammered into her virgin hole, all the while thinking it had gone to heaven. She began to struggle but I held her ass in a steely grip, ruthlessly thrusting into her, over and over, the silky tight walls of her passage squeezing my cock like a vice. Meanwhile Brooke was in the throes of ecstasy, thrusting her head back and frantically grasping at her own bouncing tits as her sister’s face thrust up and down her pussy. My little Ash, always the cheeky one, was paying the price now for her lip, as her long-suffering Daddy used her as a filthy incestuous fuck-toy.

 

Ash screamed into her sister’s crotch as my pounding cock spread her pussy lips wide open in its assault. Brooke, on the verge of orgasm from Ashley’s lapping pink tongue, looked at me over the writhing form of her little sister’s naked body, and the look I saw in her green eyes almost made me cream right then and there. Her eyes were narrowed in her flushed, beautiful young face and they seemed to scream, “fuck me, Daddy!” louder than any words. But all the same, I wanted to hear it.

 

I pulled out of Ashley and positioned myself above Brooke, teasing her swollen clit with the head of my cock. She let out a long, sexy sigh that caused her massive breasts to rise and fall, and quiver as she quivered. Ashley, spent after her ordeal, was lying on the bed next to her, frantically massaging her own clit. Brooke leaned over to Ashley and pulled her face in for a long, slow, wet kiss, rubbing her breasts. Ashley moaned softly.

 

I smiled. My elder twin was turning out to be quite the vixen! I continued to tease her with my cock, and she let out a tiny moan. “Please…”

 

“Please what, baby?” I asked, gently massaging her tits with my other hand.

 

“Please – put it in me…”

 

“You mean fuck you?”

 

“Yes Daddy, fuck me!” she groaned impatiently. “Please, just fuck me like you did Ash!”

 

I needed no further encouragement from my writhing naked little girl, and shoved my cock hard into her sopping wet cunt. I started slowly at first as she cried out in pain, but she never took her sexy green eyes from mine and her swollen lips opened in a tiny gasp as my shaft began to enter her faster and harder. Brooke would get no more compassion than her feisty sister, I thought as I hooked her shapely legs over my shoulders, noting how flexible she was, and began to fuck her so deeply I could feel the head of my cock slamming into the back of her pussy. And what a pussy it was! Like her sister she was tight and silky and so wet…

 

Just then I groaned as I felt little Ashley behind me sucking on my balls and moaning as she obviously fingered herself, her moans creating pleasant vibrations as she sucked and licked at my nuts like they were a lollipop. Brooke gave a loud gasp as the pressure of my fucking began to build up inside her. “Oh – Daddy – I – didn’t – know-” she managed between strokes until her lips sprang open and she looked directly into my eyes as her orgasm hit her and her entire body began to shake. “OH GOOOOOOOODDDDDDD!” she screamed as wave after wave of ecstasy flooded over her, her taut young thighs gripping my chest like a vice.

 

That was it for me, and with a groan I came harder than I had since I met their mother, spurt after spurt of hot spunk filling my little daughter’s throbbing cunt.

 

As my girls and I recovered I knew that this would not be the end of our incestuous adventures. They had discovered a willing and experienced cock in their own home and as for me… well, I was living every father’s secret dream.

 

 

I hope you enjoyed this story, I know I enjoyed writing it. If you’re a bad daddy please email me: naughtydaughter89@yahoo.com

I haven’t slept well since Mommy left. I know you don’t too, because sometimes I hear tiny noises in your room very late at night. You don’t know, but one time I stand outside your room in my little pajamas, listening, because I’m worried you’re missing Mommy too. I guess you must do, because your light stays on for ages and there’s this little noise that carries on and on for a while like you’re restless and then I think I hear you cry out. I shiver for a bit longer outside your door, my nipples getting all cold and sticking up, but I don’t hear you crying again. Sometimes I cry too, but only when you’re not around so you don’t see and get mad.

It’s night time and I’m in the shower. Night time is my favourite time to have a shower because as long as you don’t notice, I can spend as long as I want. Having a shower is one of my favourite things to do. I love to feel the hot water rushing down over my face and body, and I love to soap myself with the gorgeous foaming stuff you got me for my birthday. Today I decide to use the strawberry scented one. I squeeze a bit into my hand and begin to rub my chest. I think my titties are pretty good – they are nice and smooth and round and they more than fill my hands. I think they might even fill your hands. My nipples begin to get a little bit hard as I rub my foamy fingers over them. I begin to spread the soap down over the rest of my body, down over my legs and back up, massaging my calves, my thighs, then I reach the best part. I part my legs slightly and begin to massage the place in between them, rubbing the soap in to make me real clean. I soap my butt and then slide my fingers naughtily in between my cheeks to soap my crack. Then, still reaching behind, I slide them further forward to the other little hole that’s already slippy and wet with more than soap and water. As I guiltily slide one finger in an inch I lean forward and get a shock when my boobies touch the cold plastic shower door. I can feel my nipples getting harder as my boobies press into the clear plastic. I almost giggle as I wonder what you would say if you accidentally walked in now. I think you might get mad, because what I’m doing feels naughty. Slowly I reach around to my front and begin to stroke myself there, and I can feel my clitty getting all swollen and sensitive as I rub it with my soapy little hand. It feels really good to touch myself there, good but naughty. Sometimes I do it at night when I can’t sleep: after you’ve put me to bed and kissed me goodnight I slide my hand down inside the tightly tucked covers and slip it into my pajama bottoms to that special place. Then I close my eyes and begin to rub myself up and down until I feel wet. Sometimes I already feel wet, and then it’s really easy to slip a finger inside myself and crook it and stroke myself inside. Now in the shower I’m coming close to that good feeling, frantically rubbing my nub whilst sticking a finger inside my slippery hole from behind and all the while pushing my titties into the clear cold shower door. I hear you outside the bathroom door and as you call out my name I give a little-girl whimper and the gorgeous hot shaking feeling takes hold of me. Still throbbing and shaking, I manage to call back to you, “nearly done, Daddy!”

Worried, you call back, “Are you ok, princess? I thought I heard you cry out.”

As the feeling subsides I stand up straight and begin to wash the remainder of the soapy bubbles off me. “No Daddy, I’m fine! I just dropped the soap!”

I come out in my pink fluffy towel and you look at me funny, and I get a hot shiver all over like you know my dirty secret. I can feel my nipples getting all hard again so I run into my room because the towel is very thin and I don’t want you to see them. A few minutes later you come in when I am drying my hair. You never knock but I don’t mind, it’s like our little joke when you come in and I have to pull something round my naked body. You always laugh and tickle me. But this time it’s okay because I’m already in my pajamas, my favourite ones with the little shorts and the top with a picture of a bunny on it.

You sit on the edge of my bed and pull me into your lap. “Those pajamas are getting a bit too small for you,” you say. You trace your finger along the top where it meets the skin of my chest and I shiver. It’s true that since my boobies got big it does press very tight against them, but they’re my favourites.

“No, Daddy, they fit just fine!” I argue. You tug at the hem of the top – it doesn’t quite stretch down to cover my tummy any more and you tickle my tiny concave stomach. “Stop it!” I giggle and begin to struggle in your lap. Your hand brushes against my bottom as I writhe.

“These are getting too tight for you too, baby,” you say, with your hand on my bottom. Secretly I know you’re right, the tiny shorts are more like those “hot pants” I see on music videos. I suddenly worry about how tight they are, and how snugly they fit against my – you know. I begin to wriggle again, worried that you’ll be able to see everything outlined against the thin fabric.

Your big Daddy hands grab me so I am sitting in your lap facing you with my legs either side of your body. Your hands feel hot through my pajamas as you hold the sides of my body firmly. I can feel the shorts pressing hard against the still damp lips of my little girl parts and I worry you’ll see, but you won’t let me move. “Now, you know you need new pajamas, don’t you baby,” you say.

“Awww, Daddy...”

“Don’t you aww Daddy me young lady. We’re going to the mall tomorrow and we’re not coming back until we’ve bought you new ones. Is that clear?”

I mumble something and you pull my chin up and make me look at you. “I said is that clear?”

“Okay Daddy.”

“That’s my good little girl. Now give Daddy a goodnight kiss.” I kiss your rough cheek and you nuzzle a kiss into my clean soft neck and it tickles. Then you pull me hard into your body for a goodnight hug. I think you must be missing Mommy a lot tonight because you hug me very hard for a long time and stroke the soft skin of my back under my top.

The next day we go to the mall. I’m excited to be going shopping with you, I always used to do it with Mommy and since she left I haven’t had anything new. We go to a big department store and I try on three or four cotton nightshirts with teddies on them, but I don’t like any of them as much as I like my old pajamas. “Never mind, baby,” you say as I show you the last one. “I think I have something at home you might like, but you mustn’t tell anyone, because it’s a secret.”

I’m so excited about our secret I can’t wait until we get home but you want to go to another section of the store first. We get to the ladies’ underwear section and I am surprised when we stop and you tell me to have a look for what I like. I never needed a bra before Mom left, but now my titties are getting bigger I guess I should get one. You pull a sales assistant aside and talk to her quietly, and I hear something about “this little lady” and “whatever she wants.”

The assistant is a pretty lady with blonde hair who says her name is Kelly, and she guides me into a curtained cubicle. “Now, your Daddy tells me this will be your first bra, so we’re going to have to measure you up first, okay?”

She helps me take my tshirt off and even though she is very nice I cover my boobies shyly. “Don’t be shy now,” she says in a friendly voice. “I remember when I went for my first measuring, I was so scared, but there’s no need to be.” She takes out a tape measure and makes me lift my arms in the air. “Mine must have been about the same size as yours when I first came,” she said. I can’t help noticing that now they’re huge. She wraps the tape measure round me and first measures under my boobies, then wraps it round them over the nipples. Her hands are very cold and they make my nipples stand up. “Almost done,” she says soothingly. “Though you’ve got no need to be ashamed, you’ve got a very lovely pair here. Are they ever tender still?”

I think about when I touch them in the night. “Yes, sometimes.”

She stands behind me and I look at them in the mirror and then she puts her hands round me and puts them on my titties. “Does this hurt?” she says, gently pressing and massaging them.

“No,” I say.

Kelly massages them a little harder, squeezing them a little in her hands. She isn’t that much older than me, I think. She looks like she might be a high school senior. “Does that hurt?”

“A little bit.” It feels a lot better than when I touch myself at night. I can feel my nipples growing hard against her hands.

“You’re a perfect C cup at the moment, which are big for your body type” she says. “But by the looks of it they’ll carry on up to a D or DD when you get a little older.”

“How big are yours?” I manage. “Your titties.”

“You should always call them tits,” she tells me. “Especially in front of guys. Do you want to see?”

I hesitate. “O – okay.”

She strips off her shop-logo tshirt and I can see her tits bursting out of a black lacy bra. She takes it off and holds them in her hands, massive round globes. “Now how big do you think they are?”

“I don’t know...”

She takes my little hands and places them on each of her tits, so soft and warm I gasp, and I can feel her nipples reacting to the cool air and my touch. She guides my hands in a rubbing, massaging motion like she did to me. “I’m an E cup,” she says as I rub her huge soft mounds. “Guys love a girl with huge tits like mine.”

“Will guys love my tits?” I ask.

She grabs my tits again and squeezes them and rubs my nipples. “Yes honey, guys will love them. You’ve got a beautiful pair. And a lot of girls love tits too.”

Suddenly she grabs my head and forces it down to her breast. Without knowing why, I suckle as much soft titty flesh as I can into my mouth, licking the deep pink bud of her nipple with my wet tongue.

She moans and carries on rubbing my naked tits. “You do that real well, baby. But your daddy will be wondering where you’ve got to.”

Daddy! I’ve forgotten you’re waiting outside the changing room for me and I feel guilty for doing naughty things with Kelly while you’re waiting outside. “Can I get a black bra like yours?” I ask as she puts my clothes back on me. My nipples are still really hard and they stick out from my sweater. I worry you might see them and know.

“Of course you can, honey.” Before she opens the door of the changing rooms Kelly strokes my hair off my face and then kisses me right on the mouth and slides her tongue between my lips. “Don’t tell anyone about this, ok, sugar?” she tells me, and strokes my bottom and it makes me feel all hot inside.

I worry you can see my blush as we come out. “Here you go, sir!” Kelly says brightly. “We’ve chosen a lovely bra and panty set, haven’t we?” I nod. “Now, if you ever need anything else, be sure to come back and see me, won’t you? I’m here most weekends.”

You promise that we definitely will, and you’re very friendly to Kelly as you pay for my new bra and panties. I get very hot as I remember what the blonde assistant was doing to me just a few minutes ago. She winks at me as we turn to go and I think how I’ll keep our secret.

I’m so excited about my new bra and panties I forget all about your surprise, so when you bring down a box after dinner I get excited all over again. I open it and take out what is inside, folded in tissue paper. It’s a gorgeous black nightdress in lovely shiny material. I stroke it against my cheek, it’s so soft and silky! “Thank you, Daddy!” I cry out and jump up to give you a hug.

“I bought it for Mom,” you say. “But I never got a chance to give it to her. So now I’m giving it to you, my new number one girl!”

I go and change into it and do a twirl in front of the mirror. It’s very short, and the top part is made of a lacy material that almost doesn’t cover my titties. I think about what Kelly said about them getting even bigger, and I use my hands to push them up and imagine what it would be like to have huge ones like hers. I love my new nightdress but it makes me feel funny, I think it’s the soft satin and the scratchy lace but already my nipples are hard as I touch them. I turn round and realise that my panties show under the fabric. Feeling a bit weird, I slip them off and turn to admire myself. The hem of the nighty only just covers my ass. If I bend forward and part my legs just a little bit, I realise I can see my tiny puckered asshole.

Then suddenly the door opens and you come in! I’m so embarrassed my Daddy almost saw me looking at my ass in the mirror and touching my breasts, I quickly put my arms round me to cover myself. But you don’t seem to have noticed. “Come on, princess, give Daddy a twirl!” you say.

Shyly I twirl around, suddenly aware of how short and clinging it is. But it’s ok, I remember, it’s only my Daddy! You used to give me baths when I was little, you don’t mind what I wear. You laugh gruffly and clear your throat. “Now, who wants to watch TV in Daddy’s room?” You sweep me up and throw me over your shoulder and take me to your room. I love to watch TV with you in there, because you have a massive bed I can jump on. You throw me down on your bed and turn on the TV. There is a Hilary Duff film on, so we decide to watch that. Soon I get cold and curl up against you. I love spending time with you Daddy and making you feel special, because I know how much you miss Mommy.

I’m so tired I can’t help my eyelids beginning to droop, but you don’t notice. I think I must have fallen asleep, because the next thing I remember I am under the covers facing you. I think you must have fallen asleep as well because the TV is off. You make a little noise like you’re dreaming and I realise that your hand is on my hip. It must have been that that woke me up. Now your hand is moving down over the curve of my hip and when it reaches the end of the satin nightdress and touches my soft skin I realise I have to move. I roll over so my back is to you, but my nightie twists round and rides up and instead of falling away your hand is resting on the bare skin of my ass. I can’t move it or you would wake up and be embarrassed. My heart is beating hard in my breast and I can feel my blood pumping through my entire body, but especially my bare ass where your hand lies. It feels like I’m on fire and I’m afraid to move.

Then I feel you move and your big hand is moving over my silky little body to my titties which are bursting out of the top of the nightie and you take one in your hand and squeeze it, very, very gently and I’m so scared my shaking body will wake you up. Then you pull me towards you and I can feel something pressing against my ass, something long and smooth and hard, and I realise it must be your – thing. I begin to cry silently, I’m so confused. My body begins to shake with sobs and you hold me tight and close to your body. I can feel your hot breath on my neck and you stroke my hair and whisper ‘shhhhhh’ into my ear until I stop shaking. ‘Daddy loves you, don’t worry,’ you whisper and carry on stroking my hair. Then you give me a Daddy-kiss on the cheek, and you carry on stroking my hair so I lie still and you kiss down my neck and collar bone. “You love Daddy, don’t you baby,” you murmur as you lay me flat on my back.

I nod unsurely but I think I’m going to cry again. It’s completely dark and I can’t see anything you’re doing. “D- Daddy?”

“I said, you love Daddy, don’t you princess?” you ask again in the darkness.

“O – okay, Daddy,” I sob.

“That’s my little girl,” you whisper, and you turn on the bedside light, which gives a soft reddish glow. Then you pull the nightie off me. I shiver as you run your hands over my sensitive breasts, and I can’t stop a little squeak coming out when you place your warm lips over my nipple. “It’s okay sweetheart,” you whisper as you kiss down my tummy.

Suddenly I notice that you are naked, and your thing... your thing is long and hard and sticking straight out, and it gives me a funny feeling to see it.

“Wha- what are you doing Daddy?” My voice is tiny and tearful like when I was little and had a scraped knee and you’d always kiss it better.

“Daddy’s just playing a little game, baby. Don’t you like Daddy’s game?”

You reach my tightly clenched thighs and begin to slide your fingers in between them. I want to tell you I don’t like your new game but I am scared of upsetting you. Suddenly with your hands between my soft thighs you force them apart and hold them there. Then you touch between my legs and slide one of your fingers inside my tiny wet slit. I can’t help letting out a little cry as I feel it, it feels like when I do it but different and strange and sooo much better. I bite my lip but it’s too late. “Does my baby like that?” you ask me, and suddenly you put another finger inside me and begin to move them in and out. It feels... good.

“What are you doing, Daddy?” I ask again breathlessly.

You begin to suck and bite at my tits as you do whatever it is you’re doing to me down there. “I’m fingering your cunt, baby, your tight little cunt” you answer. “Say it for me, what’s Daddy doing?”

“You’re... fingering my... cunt?”

You moan and bury your face between my legs and suddenly you’re sucking and nibbling on my sensitive clit as you finger me. You pull my body half off the bed as you lick and suck me, kneading my ass in your hands and pressing me into you. I give an involuntary little moan as a feeling builds up in me like I’ve never felt before, not even in the depths of the night when I touch myself. How could my Daddy be doing this to me? I begin to whimper as the pleasure builds up in my cunt, but suddenly you stop and groan, “Daddy’s turn now.”

Now you’re kneeling over my face and pushing your thing into my mouth. I gag but you just push it into the back of my throat and start to thrust it in and out and I have no choice but to wrap my lips around it. It tastes so salty and it’s so big it’s choking me. I don’t understand why you’re doing this to me, what I’ve done wrong. You’re moaning as your rock-hard thing slices in and out of my mouth.

“That’s right baby,” you growl, and you don’t sound like my Daddy. “Suck Daddy’s cock like it’s a lollipop, suck it all the way down.” You grab my hair and force me to accept it right into my throat, fucking my sweet little mouth that’s never tasted cock before.

As soon as you take it out I open my mouth to scream but you put your hand over it, your big Daddy hand that’s always made me feel so safe. Then you slip your other hand down my quivering body and in between my thighs and I don’t think to close them. “Ohh!” You’re touching my clit again, rubbing it in circles and it feels so hot. Now suddenly your body is on top of me, crushing me, and you’re rubbing your cock up and down my wet cunt slit, and I can’t scream because your hand is still gagging me.

I try to bite your hand and in the same instant you thrust your rock hard cock inside my tiny cunt. I scream against your hand in pain and sudden pleasure as you begin to fuck me, holding both my wrists easily above my head in one big hand. “Unnnh!” I moan as your cock fills me up. You’re so much for my tiny cunt to handle, you’re making me cry out every time you ram that long hard cock into me.

You let go of my mouth but all I can manage is a moan before you place your lips over mine in an incestuous kiss, raping my mouth with your tongue until you feel my tongue flutter back. You push my legs up above my head and I moan into your mouth as you fuck me deep, your cock hitting the back of my cunt, shaking my tiny body and making my tits bounce with every hard fucking thrust.

“Tell me you want it, princess,” you growl, and you bite my neck and send shivers down my spine. “Tell Daddy what you want.”

And even though what you’re doing to me feels so hot and good I don’t say anything because it feels hot and good and wrong as well.

But when I don’t say anything you grab me by the hair and turn me over so my face is pressed into the pillow and then you begin to fuck me roughly, grabbing my long hair and using it to bounce my body against your shaft.

Smack! I cry out as you hit me hard on the ass. Smack! I begin to cry despite the hot wet feelings building up deep inside me. It feels like you’re penetrating me deeper than ever as you push my face into the pillow and pull my body against you.

Smack! “Okay, what do you want me to say, Daddy?”

Smack! “Tell Daddy you want him to fuck you hard in your hot, tight little teeny cunt.” Smack! “Tell Daddy you want him to shoot him cum all over you, in your cunt, on your ass, on your face. Tell Daddy you’re his little slut.”

The pressure of your cock deep inside me and your balls hitting my swollen nub of a clit has begun to build up and I feel like I’m about to burst. You grab my bouncing tits and grope them roughly, tweaking my hard nipples. “I want you to fuck me, Daddy,” I sob desperately and then moan breathlessly as you begin to rub my clit with your fingers. “I’m your little slut, I want you to come in my cunt.” You’re fucking me so hard now my tits hurt, and your rough fingers against my clit make me scream out.

“Daddy!”

I’m cumming hard, I’m cumming and crying as my Daddy fucks the last of my innocence away, and my whole body tenses up as a massive orgasm shakes my tiny frame. And you’re ramming it into my tight convulsing cunt like a fucking jackhammer and you’re grabbing my bouncing tits and pulling my body hard against you as you cum, shooting load after load of hot spunk deep inside me, and I can feel it filling me and I’ve never felt so full of anything.

We collapse forward, your cock still inside me, and lie for a few moments in our own cooling sweat. Then you push me onto my back and begin to kiss me hard. And right now, at this very moment, I realise that this is just the start for my Daddy.

The End

I came three times just writing this story, what a naughty girl. If you enjoyed it too, email me at naughtydaughter89 at yahoo.com and tell me about it.