How Did I Get Here 2

How Did I Get Here?, Ch. 2
by A Grey Foxxx

In the grey of the early morning, I lay there next to my naked teenage daughter contemplating my actions of the previous evening. I was well rested. In fact, I don’t ever remember getting a better night’s sleep. Was it real? Or was the vision of my baby girl bouncing on my cock a vivid dream? I slipped off the sheet exposing my morning wood, still sticky from last night’s glorious fuck. Dried cum and my daughter’s girl juices matted my pubic hair, making me realize that it was no dream. I really had fucked my own daughter. Not just fucked, I came inside her; deep inside my daughter Carla. She of the woman’s body despite her lack of years.

You pervert! How could I do such a dastardly thing? Looking at the naked form sound asleep next to me, I understood how. This vision of teenage innocence was far from it. She had willingly allowed me to enter her, encouraging me with words and actions, milking the life giving syrup from my balls, and bathing in the afterglow. Here she was, her pussy plastered with the dried proof of my outrageous act. Staring at her hairless cunt made me twitch, bringing me back to reality. We would have to talk about this. Stop this before we can’t.

I slid off the bed and went to the shower, scrubbing the proof off and luxuriating in the warmth of the hot water and steam. Turning off the water, I stepped from the shower to towel off. Much to my surprise, there was Carla. “Mind if I join you, Daddy?”

“Well, uh…I guess not,” I stammered, stepping aside to let her in.

Grabbing the loofah, she sudsed it up, handed it to me, and said, “Help wash me, Daddy. Okay?”

I took the sponge and started washing her back, starting at her hairline and working my way down toward her ass. “Carla, honey, we need to talk,” I said as I scrubbed her near perfect butt cheeks.

“Sure, Daddy, what’s on your mind?”

“About last night…”

“Wasn’t it fabulous?” She turned, put her arms around my neck, and pulled me into a deep, passionate kiss. Our bodies melted together, my cock pressed to her belly, her breasts crushed to my chest.

“Honey, it was wrong! We should never have done it.”

Using typical teenage logic, she replied, “How can anything so wrong feel so perfectly right? She slid down my body until she was face to face with my erection. She kissed the helmet, the shaft, slipped my right testicle into her mouth, bathing it with her tongue.

“Carla, honey, you need to stop!”

She kissed her way back to my cockhead, Just before it disappeared between her lips. “Not until you cum in my mouth.”

My hands went to her head, but instead of pulling her off, I held her there, thrusting until her nose mashed into my pubic bone. “Ohhhh, God!” Holding her head still, I plowed into her face, grunting loudly as I exploded into her throat.

Finishing her clean-up, she stood, smiled sweetly, and said, “Let’s get back in bed, Daddy. I have plans for this.” Grasping my withered cock, she walked to edge of the bed, her upturned face inviting me for a kiss. With my hands grasping her full, pointed breasts, I leaned down and pushed my tongue between her lips. The salty remnants of our face fuck made me hungry for more as her hand pulled gently on my manhood. “I want you to fuck me like a bitch in heat. Now!” she said as she climbed onto the sheets, presenting her young, heart-shaped ass.

I was lost. I knew it. It had never been spoken, but I knew from the look on her face that if I didn’t comply, she would tell. Tell anyone who would listen, particularly her mother. So, I approached, my re-animated cock pointing the way. I grabbed her hips, pressed forward and watched as my length sunk easily into her tight, wet fuck-hole. I shivered with ecstasy as her cunt caressed my cock. Reaching underneath, my right hand played with her clit as my left tweaked her breast. She cooed with delight as I slipped in and out, encouraging me to go faster, harder. “Make me your fuck toy, Daddy. Breed me. Make me cum. Fill my nasty young teen cunt with your cum.”

The slap of my belly against her bottom reverberated throughout the room, making her breasts wobble and wiggle in my hand, she reached underneath and caressed my balls as I drilled deeper, wanting – no , needing – to fill her with my seed. Between the gentle caresses, her dirty talk, and the warm velvet of her young willing cunt, I couldn’t last. Hell, I didn’t want to last. My cock exploded deep in her womb, splashing copious amounts of my potent seed deep inside this woman child.

I rolled off, completely spent, my cock oozing the last dribbles of cum from my slit. She crawled on top, her dripping cunt mere inches from my face, her luscious lips surrounding my flaccid member. “Eat me, Daddy. Suck your cum from my cunt,” she whispered as she sucked the juices of our incestuous fuck from my now useless cock and balls.

Looking up into the hairless folds of her sex, I watched as a drip of cum and cunt juice formed, stretched to the breaking point, and dropped to my waiting mouth. I’ve never tasted anything so nasty and delicious. I lifted my head, closed my lips around her vulva and sucked greedily, probing with my tongue to get every drop of the precious liquid. For several minutes we drank our fill of each other, followed by sloppy, cummy kisses. We played, on and off, for the rest of the day, teasing, touching, caressing, and finally fucking ourselves to sleep.

For the last two weeks, we have spent our free time exploring each other, using every piece of furniture for our mutual pleasure. More than once, I awoke to my sweet girl gulping down a load of cum before giving me a kiss, telling me to rise and shine. Yesterday morning I awoke to an empty bed, wandered downstairs to the kitchen to get a cup of coffee. I found Carla splayed out on the dining room table, feet flat, knees bent, legs spread wide. “Breakfast is ready, Daddy.” She said as she sprinkled fresh berries on her mound and slowly poured cream on her pussy. I dove in, sucking the rich cream from the folds of her clean shaven cunt, swallowing the berries as I tongued every inch of her from her clit to her sphincter. I stood up, licking my lips as I pressed my morning wood deep in her warm folds, sighing as she swallowed every inch of my manhood. With a look of lustful joy, she squeezed my cock with her cunt muscles as she urged me to fill her with my seed. How could I not? I grunted as my cock spat its warm contents deep in her ripe womb. I sent her off to school after fingering her to an orgasm. She promised to have damp panties when I got off work. “I know you want to sniff them, Daddy. You are so naughty that way.”

All day I was distracted at work. The thoughts of my baby girl rubbing herself in class and meeting me at the door, panties in hand made for a long, hard day. When I finally got home, sure enough, she handed me her heavily scented cotton panties, wafting them under my nose. She jumped into my arms, wrapping her legs around my waist, giving me an open mouthed kiss.

“Guess what, Daddy?” she said, “I’m late!”

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4 thoughts on “How Did I Get Here 2

  1. I am glad we had another edition to this story, Carla and her dad make me very wet hehe I love how kinky she is and ravenous! Now she has her daddys baby in her belly! Oh my that is going to be a treat xxx

  2. Great pt.2 so very hot & nasty like the creampie & dirty talk. Look forward to pt 3.

  3. Another great story of consensual enjoyment between family members.
    When everyone concerned, gives and receives freely, enjoying everything life has to offer.
    What will life have to offer when Daddy makes love to his Daughter with a ‘Baby-Bump’ ? ? ?
    Nothing ever equates to that certain feeling..

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