Allan pushed the door to Riley’s bedroom open and stood there, just watching, as the morning light from the window played across his eighteen-year-old daughter’s face. The light sheet had slid down from her breasts, revealing the dark pink circle surrounding the base of her nipple. Slowly, her eyes still closed, Riley stretched, pushing the sheets further down and gradually exposing more of her creamy skin. Allan felt his breath catch in his chest as the cloth slid over her hips, revealing the fringe of golden curls that covered the mound of her pussy.
Silently, barely daring to breathe, Allan stepped forward and gently placed the carefully wrapped box on her pillow. The label had taken almost as long to write as it had to wrap the gift. In the end, he’d settled on the simplest message: “To Riley, Happy 18th Birthday. All my love, Dad.”
Inside were the keys to her new car.
The box touched the pillow with the tiniest of rattles, and Riley’s eyes flipped open. The smile that had curved her lips while she slept broadened.
“Did you like that, Daddy?” Riley asked.
“Like what, sweetheart?” he responded.
“Looking at me with no clothes on.”
Allan looked downward, and Riley followed the direction of his gaze. He hadn’t meant to draw her attention to his swollen cock pressing against the material of his pants, but he couldn’t meet her beautiful eyes and admit the lust surging through him. Riley looked, then breathed deeply—almost a sigh—as she reached out and placed her cool fingers against the bulge.
“Oh Daddy, you did like what you saw.”
“I’m sorry, honey. I should have waited until you were up, but I wanted you to find your present as soon as you woke. Then you were so beautiful…I just couldn’t help it.”
“Daddy, that’s all right. I knew you were looking at me. I wanted you to.”
Riley sat up and flung her arms around Allan, kissing him on the lips. Allan opened his mouth to protest—or maybe just to groan; he’d never know—because she thrust her tongue deep into his mouth and pulled him tightly against her. Heat flared in his cock and balls, a burning need in his belly sparked by her kiss. He imagined her pretty mouth wrapped around his cock, and he groaned again.
“Daddy, do you think I’m pretty?” Riley whispered against his ear.
“Darling, you are beautiful. You’ve always been beautiful,” Allan replied just as quietly.
“But as a girl—a woman—not just your daughter.”
“As a woman, you are beautiful, not only as my daughter.”
“Daddy, would you do something for me?”
“Anything you want.”
“Daddy…I want you to fuck me.”
“But honey, I’m your Daddy. I can’t do that.”
“You said anything. You said I was beautiful.” Her hand stroked the bulge of his cock. “You want to.”
Allan swallowed hard and nodded, his face a storm of need and shame. Riley reached up and began unfastening the buttons of his shirt, kissing him deeply as her hands slid over his bare skin. Her fingertips brushed the hard points of his nipples, and she giggled into his mouth. She pressed herself against him as she tugged the shirt out of his waistband, her taut breasts firm against his chest, nipples prickled by the hair there. Her fingers moved to the buttons of his trousers and worked them open. His white cotton briefs were tented by his erection, and he groaned in pleasure as she eased his pants down. Next came the briefs, Riley sliding the soft cotton over the head of his cock until he stood as naked as she was.
“Daddy,” she whispered, her hands sliding back and forth over the heat of his shaft, “what should I do next?”
“What do you mean?”
“I’ve never been this far before, Daddy.”
“You need to be wet, and my cock needs to be slippery.”
Allan pressed her back onto the bed and began kissing the smooth skin of her breasts, his mouth edging closer to her nipple. His fingers traced slow, lazy circles on the inside of her thighs, moving higher until he could run the tips along the tender lips of her pussy. Riley trembled as his fingers gently opened her and slipped inside. He stretched her carefully, moving higher until they circled the base of her hardening clit. Slowly he stroked the tiny shaft, teasing the sensitive nub. Riley felt a growing tingle between her thighs, deep in her belly. Suddenly her body arched, and she thrust herself against his fingers, her pussy gushing over his hand.
“Now you’re nice and wet, darling,” Allan told her. “You need to wet my cock so it will slide into you easily.”
His hand rested on the back of her head as he guided her lower until her mouth hovered near the glistening head of his cock, a pearly drop of pre-cum beading at the tip. Riley opened her mouth and tentatively licked the swollen head, tasting the musky saltiness. Allan pressed her closer, and she opened wider, sliding his cock over her tongue into the warmth of her mouth. Instinctively she closed her lips and swirled her tongue along the shaft as he filled her. Riley bobbed her head, taking him to the back of her throat. She hadn’t told him, but she’d watched his videos and imagined doing exactly this with her Daddy’s cock.
Allan released her head, and Riley slowly drew back, letting the head slip from her mouth with a soft plop. He eased her onto her back and nudged his knee between her thighs, spreading them. Riley looked up at him, eyes full of longing and trust. She gasped as the head of his cock brushed her damp lips, then moaned as he guided the tip inside her opening. Slowly he leaned forward, sliding past her pussy lips. Riley caught her breath as his cock stretched her tight entrance.
“Are you okay, sweetie?” Allan asked.
“Yes, Daddy…it’s just that you’re so big,” Riley whispered.
“Do you want me to stop?”
“No, Daddy. I want you to keep going until you’re fucking me. I want you to fuck me properly.”
Allan pressed deeper and felt the resistance of her maidenhead. He eased back slightly and kissed her lips. As her mouth opened and she sucked his tongue eagerly, he slid his hands under her cheeks, gripping tightly. With one hard thrust he tore through, pinning her to the bed.
“Aaah!” Riley whimpered as his cock ripped her open.
Allan stayed perfectly still inside her, letting the burn in her pussy ease as a thin trickle of blood seeped from her ruptured hymen. Then he began to move—long, slow strokes that stretched her gently as he pushed deeper. She felt the hot trickle of liquid between her ass cheeks as he lifted her thighs, pushing them further back and apart so he could drive deep. The rhythm built until he was pounding into her tight wetness, filling her completely, making her whole body respond.
Riley arched as her muscles locked, gripping his cock with rhythmic pulses. Allan felt her milking him gently. He leaned down to kiss her mouth, forcing his tongue between her teeth while pressing the root of his cock into her dripping pussy. His lips moved lower until he closed them around the hard point of her nipple, sucking her sweet breast.
“Daddy, I can feel your cock in my cunt,” Riley gasped at his deepest thrust. “Is this how you fuck Mommy?”
“I can feel your tight little cunt, darling,” Allan answered. “And yes, this is one way I fuck Mommy.”
“How else do you fuck her, Daddy?”
“In her mouth—sometimes she sucks my cock until I shoot down her throat and over her face. Sometimes in her ass.”
“In her ass? You mean right in her poop hole?”
“Yes, right inside her back door.”
“Oh Daddy…would you like to fuck my back door too?”
“I don’t think you’re ready for that yet, darling.”
“Please, Daddy. Please.”
“It will hurt—your ass is so tight and tiny.”
“I don’t care, Daddy. I want to do it just like Mommy.”
Allan leaned back and slowly slid his cock from her pussy. The shaft glistened with their juices and was streaked with bright red blood from her torn hymen. Riley looked down, giggled at the crimson streaks, and felt another gush of blood and pussy juice stain the sheets beneath her ass. Allan turned her gently onto her belly, sliding a pillow under her hips. He reached into her bedside drawer, picked up a bottle of body moisturizer, and poured a thin stream along the cleft of her tight, rounded ass. Slowly he smoothed the lotion in, circling his fingertip around her asshole. Riley groaned softly and wriggled, lifting herself to give him better access. The lotion turned faintly pink where blood from her pussy mingled with the slippery fluid.
Allan paused with his fingertip at the center of her asshole, then pushed slowly, easing inside the dark opening.
“Oooh, Daddy,” Riley moaned, “I feel so dirty with your finger in my ass.”
Allan smiled and focused on working his finger in and out, gradually going deeper, stretching the tight ring until it slid easily. Riley pushed back against him as he twisted his finger fully inside. He pulled back until only the tip remained, then pressed forward with two fingers. Riley grunted, eyes widening as the stretch burned. Her anus squeezed tightly around him, but she didn’t ask him to stop.
Allan poured a generous dollop of lotion onto the head of his cock, smoothing it until the shaft was slick and slippery.
“Put your hands on your ass and pull your cheeks apart,” he ordered.
Riley reached back, digging her fingers into her flesh and spreading herself wide, exposing her tender asshole. Allan nudged the tip against the opening. Riley groaned softly. Slowly he pressed harder, watching the bulbous head stretch her as it slid inside. She felt him invading her back passage, the pull painful. She tried to push him out, but bearing down only opened her further, letting the head sink deeper. The ridge was almost inside now; she panted and grunted. Allan jerked his hips forward, forcing the head past her tight ring. Riley screamed softly into the pillow as his cock entered her ass.
Allan pressed slowly but relentlessly, filling her until his heavy balls pressed against her cheeks. Riley sniffled, wiping tears of pain from her face. Then he began rocking her gently along his shaft. The burning eased into a deep, spreading warmth. Allan reached around to tease her pussy open, caressing her clit. One touch on the hard nub and she shrieked, her pussy flooding as she lunged back onto his cock.
Riley’s body shuddered violently. Waves of orgasm ripped through her; she sobbed uncontrollably. Feeling his daughter cum while he speared her ass pushed Allan over the edge. He spurted thick ropes of cum deep inside her tight passage. The force pushed some of the thick goo out, splashing onto her thighs and dripping onto the pillow and sheets, adding to the stains already there.
Allan slowly eased out and lay beside her, pulling her into his arms and kissing her tear-stained cheeks.
“Th-th-thank you, Daddy,” Riley whispered.
“Daddy…can I be your little slut too?”
“Of course you can,” Allan reassured her, gathering her close.