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The door to the hotel room had barely shut before twelve year old Daria Roselyn flopped back on the bed, pulled her panties off, and flung them at her dad's head.
Scott, her father, grinned as he turned around. He was a gorgeous man, with the same icy blue eyes and dark, cool-toned brown skin. At forty-one, he was in better shape than many men who hadn't hit thirty, courtesy of an equal mix of genetics and working out. His close-cropped black hair contrasted greatly with her long, raspberry pink, straightened hair, which fell to her waist. Daria knew most girls in her year thought her dad was hot. They often commented on his good looks, sneaking longing glances at him. Ever since she was little, other kids - not just girls, but boys, too - had been eyeing her dad, with his broad shoulders, square jaw and short, neat facial hair. They all wanted him.
They had no idea that they would never have him, because Daria got there first.
When she was four, she had reached over during a bath together and touched his dick. It took both of her hands back then to wrap halfway around it and to lift it up to inspect it. As her daddy had gasped and groaned and told her to stop, the little girl had played with his thick, cut cock, fascinated by the way it grew and changed. Already huge flaccid, it had grown the more Daria had jerked it and fiddled with it, until her dad's monstrously huge dick was at full attention. By then his begging her to stop had given way to silence. As he'd gripped the edges of the bathtub, mouth open, eyes wide and cheeks flushed darker with a mixture of mortification and arousal, he had stared down at her. His precious baby, his only daughter, the only immediate family he had left - he couldn't bring himself to yell at her, no matter how hard he tried.
Daria had leaned forward and licked the side of her daddy's dick. The lewd sound it drew out of him was so pleased that she hadn't hesitated to do it again, and again, until finally she had swiped her tongue over the tip and tasted the saltiness of precum. Scott had cried out, which made Daria feel like she must be doing something very good for him. So she'd popped part of the head into her mouth, her tongue swirling around the ridge of his mushroom cap, and he had stilled, his whole body tightening. Scott hadn't initially wanted to let his four year old daughter blow him. The idea of making her do something she didn't want to made him ill. But she'd been so willing, so cheerful, so happy to lick him, that he hadn't been able to bring himself to fight her on it.
He had let her blow him and then let her lick up and swallow the cum afterwards, his daughter's icy blue eyes sparkling as she asked him if she had done good. And all he could do was tell her yes, yes she had, even as he knew it was wrong. Scott had internally predicted this would become an addiction. It had, basically immediately: Daria loved to blow her daddy in the bathtub and to rub his dick with her hands when she came into his room to sleep after a nightmare, and she grew more and more eager to please him as the years went by. She learned to deep throat him without gagging by the time she was six, and she figured out how to massage his balls and make him spurt out lots of yummy cum when she was seven.
By eight, Daria had begun rubbing her pussy while she blew her dad. She liked it, but found it hard to climax on her own. Without outside help, it could take as much as two hours of grinding her clit rhythmically against her teddy bear's plastic nose for her to finally come. Fortunately, Scott was willing to help her out by then, having developed, against his will, a fascination with everything about Daria. Her dark brown skin was the same exact shade as his, and it was thrilling to stroke those satiny-soft pussy lips with his fingers, to watch as she grew wetter and wetter. Her little clit was dark and small, even when it had perked up under his attention. He'd first made her come when she was eight, fiddling with her clit, his thumb pressing down as he gazed at her sweet, childish face.
Once he'd made her come once, Daria wanted to come every time they 'played' together. She loved it, and Scott, God help him, loved her. He loved his daughter so much that he hadn't been able to put a stop to things, and when she was ten, she had asked him if he could stick his private part in her butt.
He'd frozen, dick hard in her hands. "You - you mean your pussy, right?" he'd asked, uncertainly. "Most girls like it to go in the front, underneath the clit. We talked about that."
"I like putting things in my butt," the ten year old had clarified, turning around and spreading her buttcheeks for him to reveal a tight, dark, virgin hole. "I don't like putting things in the front. It hurts. The back is more stretchy. Please, Daddy?"
Scott had tried to say no. It hadn't worked, the same way telling her no when she was four hadn't worked. Thus he ended up balls-deep in his own daughter's ass that day, his heart racing as he watched her tight, young hole stretch around his cock, feeling her body clench and quiver around him. She had squealed with a mix of pain and pleasure, her tight sphincter clamping down on his dick like a vice. It was a feeling he hadn't anticipated, the way she felt so snug around him, so warm and welcoming, even though he knew he shouldn't be there. Daria's delighted face and excited wiggling of her hips had been too spellbinding for him to pull out, despite how much Scott knew this was wrong and that he needed to stop. When she moved her body against his, he'd simply ceased thinking.
For the last two years, he had fucked his daughter's ass whenever she insisted on it. His huge, thick dick was twelve and a half inches long when he was fully aroused, and Daria had bent over and begged him to use her little hole again and again. She had even started to crave the painful stretching, the way it made her feel so full. Scott had never gone in her pussy - that was still too much for her, too painful and too tight. Daria had never found anything she enjoyed having in her pussy. But her ass was something she loved having him in, needed him in, almost, and Scott had grown to crave it too. He liked watching his dick disappear into her, liked feeling her body tense and shiver around him, liked the way she cried out for more when he was fucking her.
The twelve year old grinned up at him in the present, hiking up her short dress to reveal her small thighs and perfect, hairless pussy. Her cunt was already a little wet, he could tell. There was a glistening inbetween her lips that let him know his baby girl was turned on. Daria hadn't enjoyed the flight to Paris; it was long and boring and she hadn't been able to sleep. She'd been a trooper about it, though. Now she wanted her reward. The adorable black preteen wanted her daddy's dick in her ass, and she wasn't about to let him say no.
"Come on, Daddy," she begged, her voice sweet and light. "I've been good all trip. You said you'd give me a reward if I behaved."
"Yes, I did," Scott said, coming over to the bed and pushing her dress up far enough that he could grab her legs and push them up. "Hold onto your knees, baby girl. Spread nice and wide for me."
Daria did, smiling warmly at him. "Promise to come inside me? I didn't like having to clean it all out before we went to the airport."
"I know, baby." Usually, he used a small butt plug to let Daria keep his cum in him after they were done. It helped her sleep better at night. "Bu it's only because to I didn't want to have to explain anything to TSA. Now that we're here, you can have all the cum you want in that tight little ass of yours, okay?"
"Okay. I'm going to need a big load, though, because I've been really good," his daughter bargained, grinning as her dad shoved his pants and underwear to the floor, revealing an already half-hard cock. "I want it to fill me all the way up."
Scott groaned, his hand wrapping around his shaft and giving it a gentle squeeze. The last month had been so nonstop at work that he'd been too exhausted to fuck his daughter like he usually did. Daria hadn't been mad at him, of course; she was a smart girl, and she understood that his boss was a jerk. But she'd missed him. And truthfully, he had missed this, too, missed her, missed the way her eyes lit up when she talked about his cum filling her. His cock grew harder at the thought, standing proud and tall. He stepped closer to the bed, his heart racing. Daria's ass was just as he remembered it, small, round, and tight. She had always had a perfect ass for a little girl, and it had only gotten better with time. Her cheeks were so smooth and plump that he couldn't help but squeeze them before he got to work rubbing his cock against her pussy lips.
Since he couldn't bring lube everywhere, they'd long ago had to improvise a solution. If he made sure to be thorough, he could gather enough wetness from his daughter's cunt that he could put his cock in her ass. Daria sighed contentedly as her daddy's dick rubbed at her slit, his thumb brushing against her clit. He was so good at this, so gentle, even with his giant cock. She liked watching his face, too, the way his eyes darkened and his cheeks flushed, all his stress melting away as he focused on getting ready for the next step. Deep down, Daria knew her dad needed her just as much as she needed him. He needed to know he was wanted and loved and to be able to fire off a big, hot load into her tight little ass.
Daria used to need to be stretched out before her dad could put it in her ass. Nowadays her body was adaptable. Although she hadn't loosened much over the years, her proficiency in taking a dick without prep had risen slowly but steadily with time. She felt the head of his cock slip and slide back and forth against her wet folds, then dip lower, pressing against her asshole. The preteen grinned, looking up at him with identical light blue eyes, the thrill of anticipation sending shivers down her spine.
"You're so good at this," Scott murmured, stroking her cheek with his thumb. "My perfect girl. I don't know what I did to deserve you."
He pushed forward and Daria felt the thick head of his cock breach her ass. She took a deep breath and let it out in a sigh, feeling the familiar burn as her body stretched around him. She loved this part, the moment of penetration that let her know her dad was going to fill her up. Daria loved him. She'd always known that other girls didn't love their dads the way that she loved hers. They would never understand. They'd probably think he was a bad guy, that he had hurt her or made her do it, but they were wrong. He loved her, she loved him, and they both loved having sex together. Every part of it, from the very beginning of his cock pressing into him to the end, when his cock would rest inside her after he'd shot his cum into her, felt wonderful. Every moment with him seemed like a dream.
Scott was always careful at the start. Even though she'd been doing this often enough for long enough that she didn't need stretching the way a normal girl her age would be, he was always cautious. His fatherly concern was something they were still working on. He fretted about hurting her just like he fretted about her being picked on at school or struggling with grades or a bunch of other little things that he didn't really need to worry about. Daria would've told him if something hurt. She would've told him if she was being bullied or having issues studying, too. But as great as he was, Scott had become overly worried after his wife died. His daughter was the only family he had left in the world, and she was his only sexual and romantic partner for eight years. He treated her like the treasure he truly felt she was. She was his world.
Daria held her knees up higher and shifted her hips, pressing down to get more of his cock into her. It felt good, intimate, the way coming home or sleeping next to him did. She'd never realized some people thought anal was unnatural. To her, there was nothing more natural in the world than having a dick in her ass, especially her dad's dick, which was thick and long and filled her so completely. Her tight, round buttocks tensed as she felt him push deeper, and she had to bite her lip to keep from squeaking out loud. Scott didn't mind when she squeaked, but she did. It was embarrassing to her that she made the same noise now that she did when she was four and he would tickle her pussy with his fingers in the bathtub. She was twelve now. She was practically a grown-up! Twelve was too old to be squeaking.
"Mm, you feel so good, baby girl," he half-sighed, half-moaned, as he slowly sank into her, feeling her tight ass swallow his cock inch by inch. "I'm gonna pound that perfect ass so good, Daria, baby. Just give me a minute to get in here."
She nodded, familiar with the process. Daria's eyes became half-lidded, her breaths coming in short, sharp bursts as she adjusted to his size. Her round, firm buttocks clenched around him, sending waves of pleasure shooting through him. He pushed deeper, enjoying the sensation of the pressure building as he reached the depths of her, her walls tightening around him like a vice. Even after two years of this, Daria still felt incredible, better than anyone else ever had except for her mother. In a strange way, he was glad that her mother hadn't ever been interested in anal, and that Daria had never been interested in him fucking her pussy. He wanted to have something special that was just for them, just between two people, a special bond that no one else in the world would understand.
He cupped her face with one hand, leaned down, and kissed her. That first minute or so as she adjusted was always time he savored and took to kiss her, to touch her perfect face, to marvel at his beautiful girl. Scott knew he was very blessed to have a daughter like this. Lots of men had daughters who hated them or who barely interacted with them at all. That was why, despite jetlag, he was going to force himself to stay up and to give her exactly what she wanted. He was going to pound that tight, hot, beautiful round ass nice and deep and come balls-deep inside his daughter, just like she wanted. The twelve year old adored having sex, and despite his initial hesitation, over time, he had grown to adore it, too. There was nothing better in this world than sinking into his daughter's body, watching her eyes glaze over with pleasure as she took his cock.
Their kiss grew more heated, Daria's tongue eagerly licking into his mouth. She loved the taste of him, something that was uniquely her daddy's, and she wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him closer. Her small, budding tits pressed against his chest, and he could feel the tightness of her young body as she arched up, trying to get more of him inside her. He had to hold himself back from fucking her immediately, had to wait for her to be ready. He knew her so well, knew exactly how she liked it, and as his tongue danced with hers, he felt the tension ease from her body. His rose-haired sweetie was always ready, somehow, for her daddy, and her body knew to relax, that it didn’t have to be on guard if he was the one pushing into her. Slowly, steadily, his dick sank into her, until it was all the way in.
Being inside his daughter's ass used to feel odd or even uncomfortable. These days, it felt totally natural to have his cock inside his only child's tight hole, like they were made to fit together. Daria's eyes fluttered close contentedly, a soft moan escaping her lips as he began to rock his hips. He didn't go fast at first; he liked to savor the moment, to feel her body stretch around him and tighten around him like a glove. He had always been a fan of slow, gentle starts, building to something explosive. But Daria was different. Daria liked it fast and hard, liked to be fucked like she was a big girl. Scott knew she wasn't a little girl anymore, wasn't some fragile thing too small to take him. Still, he couldn't help but move slowly at the beginning. The idea of hurting her was too much to bear, no matter how horny he was. He needed her to feel good, needed to make her happy.
He pulled out slightly, then pushed back in, feeling her ass clench around him. She liked that, liked the feeling of being filled and emptied, but not all the way. Pulling out entirely before his pushed in was usually the wrong kind of friction. He kept his thrusts shallow to start, to give her that sensation that she liked without the rough edge that would've displeased her. Daria's moan grew louder, and she arched her back to give him more access.
"Fuck me, Daddy," she whispered, and it was all the encouragement he needed.
He began to pick up the pace, his hands moving from her knees to her hips so he could get a better grip, could really slam into her. The sound of skin slapping skin filled the hotel room, and Scott had to fight not to close his eyes and lose himself to it. He had to keep it together, had to keep watching her face. It was important to him to watch her, to make sure she was okay, to make sure she was enjoying it. The last thing he ever wanted to do was hurt Daria. Scott wanted his daughter to love it every time he fucked her. He wanted to make Daria come every time he was with her, even if it was just from his cock moving in her ass. She was the only girl he’d ever known who could come just from anal. He wanted to make sure he did it right.
There was something beautiful about seeing their identical skintones together, seeing her face with its' cheekbones so much like this. It should have been wrong, but he found it charming, how much his daughter looked like him. Having sex with her was a reminder of their connection, of the fact that he had created her, and Scott loved it almost as much as he loved her tight twelve year old ass. He groaned as he pulled out until only the head remained inside her puckered hole, then slammed back in hard enough to make her gasp. Her dark brown skin flushed deeper as her hips lifted to meet his thrusts. He could tell by the wetness gleaming inbetween her labia that she was hopelessly, helplessly turned on by this.
"Daddy, harder," she whimpered, her fingers digging into his shoulders. "Please, I'm not gonna break."
Scott had never been good at denying her what she wanted. Though he didn't start fucking her full force, he began to go harder and faster, each thrust deeper than the last. His thick cock stretched Daria's tight sphincter wide, her small asshole clinging to him like a velvet fist. Her dark brown skin glistened with sweat as she arched beneath him, her budding breasts—still small mounds with dark, tight nipples—bouncing slightly with each powerful stroke. She was gorgeous when she was being fucked. Her bald pussy glistened and glimmered with wetness, dripping onto the sheets below, while her tight asshole swallowed his entire length without protest. She was a natural at taking him, her body molded to his over years of practice.
The twelve-year-old gasped as her father's cock hit a spot deep inside her, sending sparks of pleasure through her entire body. Her clit throbbed, begging for attention, but she didn't touch it—she wanted to come from anal alone. It was one of her favorite things in the world. When she came from solely anal, she could rub her clit afterwards and have a second orgasm. Daria knew good things came to those who waited, and she was determined to make her daddy proud. Her tight, dark brown asshole gripped Scott's shaft like a silken glove, pulsing around him as she lifted her hips higher, silently demanding more. Her small breasts bounced with each thrust, her dark nipples hardening into tight buds against the cool hotel air. Below, her glistening pussy lips parted slightly, dripping her arousal onto the crisp white sheets beneath them.
Scott groaned, his hips pistoning faster now, the sound of flesh slapping flesh echoing off the hotel walls. Sweat trickled down his temples as he watched his daughter's face—her eyes squeezed shut, her mouth open in a silent cry of pleasure. He could feel her sphincter clenching rhythmically around his cock, a sure sign she was close. Her tight little hole felt like molten velvet, gripping him so perfectly that he had to bite his lip to keep from coming too soon. He needed to last. For her. For the reward she'd earned. He drove into her ass with relentless force. Daria's entire body trembled, her toes curling against his back as she arched off the bed. That was his good girl, so ready for him, so eager. She loved anal, loved her dad's cock, and understood his cock belonged in her twelve year old ass, deep in his daughter.
Daria’s entire body trembled, perfect face contorted in pleasure, soft voice moaning his name. Her dark nipples stood erect, begging for attention, while her glistening pussy dripped steadily onto the sheets below. She didn’t touch herself. She didn’t need to. The relentless pounding against her deepest spot sent waves of pleasure crashing through the tight twelve year old girl, building toward an explosion. Her tight, dark brown asshole stretched obscenely around her daddy’s thick cock, the pink inner flesh visible with each withdrawal before swallowing him whole again. She was made for this, her body accepting him like it was born to. Scott was so grateful she had touched his cock when she was four, that she'd opened up his mind to this, to incest, to anal, all of it. Daria was his perfect angel.
Scott’s thrusts grew frantic, losing their rhythm as he felt his climax building. Sweat dripped from his brow onto her smooth stomach. He watched her face intently, needing to see her come undone. Her eyes flew open, locking onto his with desperate intensity. "Daddy... I'm..." Her voice broke off into a high-pitched whine as her sphincter clamped down like a vise, pulsing wildly around his invading shaft. Her back arched impossibly high, her small breasts thrust upward, her entire body rigid with ecstasy. Her clit throbbed violently, untouched, her pussy clenching rhythmically around nothing, dripping streams of her arousal onto the sheets. She came solely from his cock buried deep in her ass, just like she always wanted. Her tight little hole milked him relentlessly, dragging his own orgasm from him.
The wanton, wild moans from his daughter sent Scott over the edge. Crying out, he came, thick ropes of cum flooding her tight asshole as he slammed balls-deep inside her. Her pulsing sphincter milked every drop from his twelve-and-a-half-inch cock, her body greedily accepting his release. Daria always loved it when her father came in side her. She lay back, sweat-slicked skin gleaming as aftershocks rippled through her. Sighing happily, she savored each second as her father pumped his load into her ass, filling her completely. Oh, she loved it, she loved taking her daddy's cum so much she could barely exist without it. The twelve year old ground aside his dick, grinning at the sounds he made as she worked his overstimulated dick.
Once he was finished coming, he reached down and began to work her clit. It was perfect, a swollen, erect button framed by wet, hairless labia. Scott worked it with all his fingers, smearing he wetness all over, making everything slick. Then he pressed his thumb against her clit and rubbed it vigorously, circling and pressing and rubbing until she was whimpering again. Daria loved it when her daddy rubbed her clit after anal. It made her feel whole, complete, like she was getting everything she needed. Her tight little pussy clenched around his dick. He stayed inside his perfect child as he rubbed her clit faster and faster. She was so wet that his fingers slid easily over her clit, making her moan and arch her back. Her dark brown skin flushed darker as she came again, her body trembling as she clenched around his thumb. Scott watched her face, loving the way she looked when she came. Her icy blue eyes were wide open, staring into his, and her mouth was open in a silent scream. She was so beautiful when she came. He loved her so much.
She came hard, hips bucking. Daria squirted, not an adult sized squirt but a cute, small burst of female ejaculate, soaking her father’s fingers but not much, yet, of the sheets beneath her. Her tight, dark brown asshole fluttered around Scott’s softening cock, milking the last drops of cum from him. He watched her face soften, her icy blue eyes glazed with satisfaction. Her twelve-year-old body trembled, slick with sweat, her small breasts rising and falling rapidly. Below, her bald pussy glistened, swollen lips parted, clit still throbbing visibly against her dark skin. Scott gently withdrew, his thick cock slick with her juices and his own release. Daria’s puckered hole remained slightly gaped, flushed pink at the edges, a testament to its recent stretching. She sighed, stretching languidly. Her soft, plump thighs fell open invitingly. If he were less tired, he might have tried to make her come again. But it had been a long day and a long flight. They both needed sleep. Jetlag combined with sleep deprivation to make them both substantially more tired than they would've been otherwise. And while he did, admittedly, give into his daughter a lot, her health was non-negotiable. She was a growing girl. They needed to call it a night.
He retrieved a butt plug from his luggage and pushed it into her ass. Daria always slept better with a load of her daddy's cum in her ass. Smiling, he kissed her before settling into bed, pulling her close against him. Her soft, plump body molded perfectly to his side, her small breasts pressing against his ribs. Scott drifted off to sleep, inhaling the scent of her raspberry shampoo mixed with sex and sweat. Daria sighed contentedly, feeling the plug stretch her tender hole. She loved the slight ache, the reminder of her daddy's cock. Her dark brown skin glowed in the dim light, her bald pussy still glistening wetly between her thick thighs. Her tight, dark nipples brushed against his arm as she shifted, seeking warmth. Scott's hand rested possessively on her hip, fingers splayed over the curve of her soft belly. The plug kept his seed deep inside her, where it belonged. She fell asleep with a smile, dreaming of tomorrow's flight. More time alone with Daddy meant more chances to feel him inside her. Her puckered asshole clenched weakly around the plug, milking phantom cum as she slept. Scott stirred, pulling her tighter. His softening cock nestled against her thigh, already twitching with renewed interest.
Morning would come soon enough, and with it, more chances for him to show his sexy twelve year old daughter how much he loved her.
For now, though, he could sleep peacefully, knowing he'd left a reminder of that inside her.