Daddy's Home Ch. 6

Chapter 6: The Naughty One

The guest room's silver doorknob turned, and the heavy door swung open wide. The scent of pure sex rolled out of the room like fog, freed from it's cage, and poured itself into the hallway, rolling around the legs of the powerful figure that loomed in the door frame. Richard cut an imposing silhouette, with the light behind him, his long shadow falling across the carpet of the hallway and onto the opposite wall, concealing his features in darkness. As he stepped through the portal into the hall, the lighting began to even out, and one could see his thick, powerful slabs of rippling muscle, only further emphasized by the sheen of sweat covering his body. Between his legs swung a fearsome monster, only half-hard and still more than a foot long, struggling to support itself it's own immense weight. The titanic shaft gleamed with the juices of the peacefully slumbering petite teen not fifteen feet behind him, her swollen womb still swimming with a gallon of potent baby-batter. He'd certainly enjoyed their intense fuck, but he shifted his attention to the task at hand, to do the same for three more girls before the day's end. His member lurched with it's approval of the plan.

He turned for the stairs and began to stride forward, long, confident strides quickly eating up the distance to his next target. He had to admit, he was somewhat curious as to what the girls had all been doing while he was occupied with Aiko. Almost as though to answer his unspoken question, a faint and curious sound met his ears, one he almost recognized. He paused, listening intently for the source of it for a long moment before it came to his ears once again. He turned, his previous haste forgotten as curiosity overtook him, eyes looking on the door to his daughter's room, a sliver of light escaping into the windowless hall through the tiny gap between door and door frame. His brows furrowed as he tried to place the sound he was hearing, it was just too quiet to place it but he knew he recognized it somehow. He reached out, pushing the door open just a little bit wider. A scent rolled out to meet him, a familiar scent, but one just as unrecognizable as that odd sound. Speaking of the sound, it definitely got louder as the door opened. And now there was a new sound, a hum that rose and fell in volume, a rhythmic pulsing. He puzzled at that for a moment, before curiosity got the better of him and he pushed the door open wide enough to stick his head in.

Sam's room was a familiar sight to him, but the intense look was shocking to many when the first laid eyes upon it. Rich was not usually one to approve of extravagant decorating, but his little girl had managed to avoid his usual objections by wearing him down for each piece one at a time. By the time he'd seen it all coming together, he room was already the ultimate goth scene. At first, she'd begged for the paint to redo her walls into their current shade of deep purple, promising to do the painting herself. She'd only asked for his help with the edges, but soon enough he'd taken over the job while she was off at school. Then she'd wanted to redo the ceiling, to black, and this time carried through on her promise to do it herself, only to drip paint on the carpet. Since if needed to be replaced anyway, she'd found just the perfect pattern to do it, a deep, plush black carpet with little purple flowers. Well, they were supposed to be flowers, they really just looked like spots as soon as they got stepped on. Then piece by piece, all her furniture had needed replacing, but she had found a great place that offered trade-ins, and had the most beautiful sets of deep ebony, ornate furniture, for a 'great deal'. He had to admit, the pure black popped out surprisingly nicely against the purple walls. The final piece had been her bed, a massive ebony four-poster bed she'd dug up on the internet, going free to anybody who could come and get it out of some old dead lady's creepy house. She'd made a black mesh canopy for it, and had managed to use the puppy-dog eyes to get him to buy her the purple silk sheets for it. Since then she'd kept adding details, painting black abstract patterns and shapes onto the solid purple walls. All told, it was an impressively dark abode for such a cheerful girl, but she'd always been fond of the goth style for some inexplicable reason. He never really got it, and while he had to admit he wasn't happy about the tricks she pulled to get it, she was his little angel, and he was helpless to do anything but love her. As he glanced around the room, he noted that the closet was open for some reason, all the stuff emptied out of it and piled on either side of it. But what he saw next made him forget his curiosity on that particular point.

Anna stood at the edge of the bed, her back to him, fully dressed, if one could call that barely-there outfit dressed. She stood out amid the darkness like a beacon, every aspect of her bright against the purple and black. From her shimmering copper hair, her pale, freckle-dusted skin, that tied-up white top, the micro-mini plaid skirt that stopped just short of covering her entire pale rear, to those delectable legs, emphasized by the pure white thigh-high stockings that could in no way be considered to meet up with that skirt, baring a lovely look at her tender, creamy thighs. As his gaze lingered, his eyes took note the her hips were rocking, that tiny skirt lifting and falling in time with the sound of the hum, each movement causing that pale, flawless derriere to wax and wane before his eyes. A sudden movement drew his eyes down, and he finally took note of a second pair of legs, these wrapped in black, lacy stockings, and twitched with each movement of Anna's hips. As the sound came once again, all the pieces fell into place, and a grin spread across his face. That mysterious sound was a whimper he'd heard just the night before, the sound his little girl made when holding back an orgasm. Judging from the volume, she had buried her face in one of her pillows to muffle the noise. The mysterious hum was obvious once he saw the edge of a little black strap on Anna's rear. He couldn't tell what exactly it was, but from what he knew of Anna, it was probably pretty big. And the unfamiliar scent wasn't unfamiliar at all, simply missing a common ingredient. It was the scent of sex, female juices, sweat, and arousal, but without the masculine musk he usually associated with it. It was the smell of girl-on-girl, one he'd never had the chance to enjoy before this moment.

By the time his mind had finished processing the intensely erotic display of womanly passion, his meaty member had once more returned to its full hardness, an unbreakable rod of diamond-hard cock. The fat, gleaming head once more rose skyward, the purple crown atop a pillar of manhood that knew no equal. The shaft pulsed with his heartbeat, the thick veins that supplied the beast straining as they struggled to keep up with the demand. He felt it practically pulling him toward the two of them, like a lewd divining rod, hot on the trail of a well to bore. His smile grew more wicked as he fought back the urge, deciding to play things cool for the moment. He leaned to one side, shoulder against the door frame, his massive arms crossing over his broad chest. He waited for a few seconds, enjoying the sight of that peachy, pale posterior pumping a powerful pulsing prong into perfect pink pussy, than broke his silence by clearing his throat.

The two girls visibly jumped at the sudden noise. Anna twisted her torso to look for the source of the sound, but the awkward angle and the undeniable momentum of her bra-less, basketball-sized tits conspired against her balance. She tipped, her hips twisting instinctively to try to get her legs underneath her, but they weren't fast enough, and she spilled to the ground with an undignified thump, landing sprawled on the plush black-and-purple carpeting. The sudden hip-swing and ensuing fall had mercilessly misused the foot-long, knobby shaft of plastic that still buzzed and wiggled lewdly where it was attached to Anna's hips, and had roughly dragged the bulbous beast from Sam's glistening slit, in turn dragging a ragged, trembling moan from her throat as she came suddenly. Her body shivered for a long moment even as Anna picked herself back up from the spill, eyes wide with panic.

Rich's face betrayed no emotion. “Am I... interrupting something?” He asked sarcastically as he pushed off from the door frame and sauntered into the room, with slow, deliberate steps.

Anna looked frightened as she pushed herself up from the ground and struggled to get at the switch to turn off the strap-on vibe.

Sam still trembled as she tried to push herself up off the bed, turning to look at her father. “D-Daddy, we were- I just-” She stammered out, nervously, still weak with shocks of pleasure.

Rich settled himself down on the bed, holding up a hand for silence. “Don't start. I'm quite upset with you, Sam.” He spoke, looking quite stern.

Anna began to edge her way toward the door as subtly as possible.

Sam's lip trembled. This wasn't how she'd wanted to let him know about how far the two of them had gone, but this wasn't how she'd expected him to react, regardless of how the news broke.

Rich's hand rose high suddenly, and his muscles flexed as it came down, delivering a stinging slap to his daughter's rear, right over the strap of her garter, leaving a reddened hand-print on her pale cheek. “Well, envious, really.” He explained, dropping his mask of disapproval as his face split into a grin.

Sam felt as though a great weight had lifted off her shoulders, and let out a sigh as tension faded away.

Anna looked visibly relieved. She'd had a few bad experiences of hooking up with girls who had less progressive parents. Ever since the one family tried to get an exorcism done on her, she'd been a little jumpy about her preferences being discovered.

Rich cleaned in and planted a soft kiss on Sam's forehead, a moment of pure affection before his hand once more returned to her reddened rear, gently kneading the flesh. “I'm fine with whatever you two want to do with each other, and to be perfectly honest, it's hot as hell to watch. I do have some questions, but they can wait. First things first, I think somebody needs to be punished for not telling me about all this.” He grinned wickedly, his fingers creeping down between her thighs, his long digit running over her over-sensitive folds as the last of her orgasm faded away.

Sam wiggled under his touch, but was still too weak to move much. “Daddy...” she pouted as the too-sharp sensations shot through her body from her hips.

Anna's eyes were now tightly focused on the scene of his thick digits as they teased her trembling pink lips. It was a deliciously naughty view, and the tip of her tongue subconsciously slipped out to wet her own lips.

Richard's eyes glanced to Anna. “And I think I know just the girl to help with it...” He commented, gesturing the redhead to come up on the bed.

Anna's eyebrows arced in a bit of surprise at the invitation. But surprised as she was, it was a pretty appealing invitation, and she wasn't going to pass on it. She hurriedly unhooked the straps of the strap-on vibrator and cast it aside as she made her way up onto the lavender silk sheets. “With pleasure, 'Master~'.” She giggled as her own hand came to rest upon the reddened bubble of Sam's tasty rear.

Rich looked curiously at the teen, as his fingers made tiny motions over his daughter's sensitive folds.

Sam squirmed under the delicate, teasing touches on her oversensitive slit, letting out whimpers as the merciless teasing continued.

Anna simply giggled once more, giving him a knowing grin. “Nothing...”

Somehow, rich wasn't quite convinced, but at the moment, he had bigger things on his mind. As Anna's hand joined his on Sam's plump bubble but, he smirked. He leaned down to Sam's head and whispered hotly into her ear as his finger curled deeper into her tender slit, pushing the digit into her honeypot to the second knuckle. Her back arched as she let out a sharp gasp at the sudden penetration. He grinned wickedly, straightening back up once again, and turning his gaze back to Anna. “Ready to get the punishment started?” He asked. Anna bit her plump pink lip and gave a nod. Rich slowly pulled his invading finger from Sam's trembling snatch and raised it up, the blunt digit glistening with juices, and offered it to the naughty redhead. With a saucy grin, she opened her mouth, pulling the finger into her mouth, her tongue rolling all around it, savoring sam's savory juices as she sucked it clean for Rich.

Rich let the girl enjoy his finger for a half a moment, steering it around her mouth to let her taste all of it. But when it slipped into her cheek, suddenly, he curled the digit, and pinned the girl's lip between thumb and forefinger. Anna's eyes widened, and rich's grin grew yet more wicked. “Punishment for the naughty little slut who's been fooling around with my little girl, that is.” He clarified. With his grip on her cheek, he steered the helpless teen from her seat until she was laying back, keeping her pinned there as Sam pushed herself to her knees and moved over, gathering her wrists one by one. Once that was done, she pulled them up above the redhead's head and pinned them to the sheets there. As he saw the pin complete, he pulled his fingers from her plump lips, freeing her to speak as he looked down upon his new captive with a satisfied smirk.

Anna pouted as the trap was sprung. “No fair~!” she whined, pulling at the pin on her hands. “I guess I should have expected this from you, 'Master'.” she added with a little barb of spite.

Rich shook his head. “Alright, now I gotta know, what's this about 'master'?” He asked, looking up to his daughter.

Sam's face flushed with a bit of embarrassment. “Sorry daddy... I couldn't resist a peek.” She confessed, and gave a nod toward the closet.

Rich's eyes followed hers, and with a new angle on it, he could see all the way to the back. The stuff had been cleared out of the closet to make a path to the back, the clothes pushed to one side or the other to expose a hidden access panel. The panel was pushed open, just a bit, and on the other side one could see the darkness of the guest room's closet.

Anna smirked teasingly. “We saw all~ the good stuff. You're a dirty old man, aren't you, Dick, teasing an innocent little thing like Aiko, making her call you 'master', fucking your own daughter... Makes me wonder what you've got in store for little old me...” she taunted, a glint of eagerness in her eyes.

He leaned in for a moment. “Nice try, but I'm not gonna get distracted that easy. I've gotta pay you back for getting to taste my little girl before me.” he commented, reaching forward with a massive hand to cup one massive, pale tit, barely contained by the tight white top. His fingers roamed that enormous mound until the closed upon the thick, hard pebble atop the peak, teasingly pinching and tweaking the sensitive bud and drawing a gasp from the prisoner. He shifted where he sat, throwing a leg over her to straddle her slender waist, kneeling over her prone form as she wiggled helplessly. His hands remained upon those mouth-watering mounds, constantly teasing the sensitive pillows. “Not to mention payback for all those years of teasing me with these huge knockers.” He added, punctuating the statement by roughly squeezing those enormous spheres.

Anna giggled slyly. “Why, Dick, I thought you hadn't noticed!” she commented, wiggling her shoulders slightly, the tiny movement translating to an enormous wobble in those mountainous mammaries, making them jiggle alluringly in his hands. “It certainly took you long enough to act on it! How many years have I been wearing those enormous tees to Sam's sleepovers? You remember them, don't you? The ones that are all stretched out, with the neckline that goes so deep, the ones just long enough to fail to cover my panties... so loose that every time I bent over, you could see every~ inch of cleavage...” She recalled, pushing out her chest to jog his memory. “And to think, all it took was one well-placed beer bottle... If I'd known that was all it took, I'd have done it years ago.” She added, still smirking.

Rich's mighty shaft pulsed as memories flooded to mind, images of those loose tees, all the teasing that was so obvious in hindsight. Thoughts of lust he'd long repressed in the interest of being a good father. But now, he was free of the restrictions he'd placed on himself, free to act on every erotic fantasy he'd ever struggled to contain. He growled with lust, eyes locked on that deep valley of creamy, freckled cleavage. A grin crossed his features, and one strong hand reached down. He took hold of the knot that bound her top together into the makeshift pushup bra it was at the moment, and pulled it up toward him, his muscles bulging with power. The fabric strained, compressing those bountiful breasts together and creating a perfect channel. He shifted his hips, aiming his monstrous weapon down and thrusting forward, driving the monstrous, meaty shaft into the valley of her tits. It was an incredible sensation, a soft, tight tunnel of flesh, pressing hard around his beastly pole, and he groaned with the pleasure of it.

Anna gave a saucy grin. “Ooh, you like that, huh? You like the feel of my big, juicy titties on that big, fat cock?” She asked, teasingly.

Rich grunted an affirmative, pausing for a moment to shuffle his knees forward for a better angle.

Anna smirked, rolling her shoulders, making her titanic sweater-puppies wobble wildly against his iron shaft. “Mmmm... You're so hot and thick between my tits... Much bigger than the boys in school.”

With his new position, he pushed forward once again, driving his monster into the fleshy valley until his churning balls slapped against the lower slopes of her tits and the fat, purple crown pushed free of the chasm, driving forward until it hovered just above her plush, pillowy lips.

Her eyes crossed slightly as they tried to focus on the bulbous knob, lips parting wordlessly in surprise.

Rich grinned at her stunned silence. “No commentary?” He teased.

Anna swallowed. “Nobody's ever gone all the way through... They always get buried...” She breathed out, her words hot on the purple tip, coming forth like she was in a trance.

Rich grinned to himself, and flexed, making the beastly log jump between her mounds once before he started to slowly saw the fat shaft through her creamy tits.

Anna's eyes followed the pulsing head, almost as though she was hypnotized. “Nobody's ever made it out... not even coach Black could reach my lips...” She muttered softly.

Rich began to work his hips back and forth, sawing the mighty shaft back until those pillowy mounds threatened to swallow it, then driving forward once again, making her monstrous melons wobble and shake as his hips slapped into them with each buck of his hips. Anna's tongue slid from her mouth almost subconsciously, delicately flicking over the swollen knob at first, each touch of tongue to shaft grew longer, more intense, and soon she was lavishing long, lusty slurps upon the angry purple tip each time it came close. As his thrusts grew faster, her breath became hotter and more ragged with lust, and his grip on the knot of her top tightened, pulling at it until the fabric strained from the pressure on her titanic tits, tightening the channel of tit-flesh he fucked through. The lusty titfuck went on like this for what seemed like ages, lips, tongue, cock, and tits all coming together in a lewd waltz. But as the climax approached, and he tightened his grip one final time, there was a ripping sound, and he found himself holding the knot that had once held her top together. Looking down, he was witness to a rare sight, the enormous, pale mounds of Anna's chest spilling out from the confines of the now-useless top, an ocean of tit-flesh, the orbs crowned with fat pink nipples that drew ragged shapes in the air as they wobbled their way apart. Anna only seemed to notice the change in wardrobe once the crown she slurped at sprang up, out of her lips, the pressure of her orbs no longer keeping it in place.

There was a moment of silence between the two as they panted and tried to adjust to the new paradigm. But it was broken by a quiet mewling sound. He glanced up to the source and his eyes fell upon Sam. As she stood off the edge of the bed, she wiggled on her feet, hips rolling as she tried to rub her thighs together to soothe the burning need between them, her handy busy with the task of pinning Anna's hands down. Rich's face resolved into a smile, and he reached out, hand cradling the nape of her neck and pulling her toward him for a kiss. Father and daughter met, their lips and tongues hungrily embracing each other, directly above the pinned redhead's face. They kissed with passion, love, and lust, all at once, and when they finally parted, he gave her an apologetic grin. “I'm sorry to neglect you like that. Does my little girl need some attention?” He asked with a tiny smile. Sam's face flushed as she gave a tiny nod. Rich's grin turned wicked once again as he leaned in once more and whispered into her ear. Sam's face curled into a wicked grin of her own as she listened to his words.

The two began to move. Sam threw a leg up onto the bed, crawling up onto the surface and pivoting around the spot where she held Anna's wrists pinned to the bed. Meanwhile, Rich pulled back, pulling away from her face. Her massive tits served to block her view of what the man was doing to her. She was soon distracted from the sight by the view of Sam's slit hovering over her face, appearing suddenly as she threw her leg over her friend’s head to straddle the redhead. She licked her lips, the memory of her friend's sweet flavor still fresh in mind, so alluring that Anna almost didn't notice the hum of the vibrator as it turned on once again, out of sight. When she felt the vibrating tip against her slit, she let out a soft moan, both from the pleasure it gave, and just a touch of disappointment that he wasn't going to just fuck her. The moan grew louder, lustier, as Rich pushed. The fat, knobby shaft split her apart as it drove into her, it's writhing, buzzing length teasing her depths as the sensation washed over her. She'd been ready for action when she'd been screwing Sam with the strap on, but now, her slit was a flood of juices and hot, womanly need. She savored the fleeing for a moment, until she realized what was happening to her thighs. He was strapping the strap-on to her in reverse. The idea of not being able to turn it off, not being able to pull it out or get away from it, no matter what... it thrilled her and frightened her at once.

With the strap-on in place and buzzing away inside the teen, Rich climbed back up onto the bed, crawling over Anna's prone form with a wicked smirk. Sam's hips wiggled invitingly, and already Anna was starting to softly squirm under the assault of sensation on her depths. As he parked himself just above her chest, his monstrous member throbbing as it came to rest wedged between his daughter's perfect ass cheeks, Anna let out a disappointed whimper as she realized what was about to come. Rich smirked down, looking around the iron-hard shaft of cock-meat. “Just wait right there, you'll get your turn soon enough.” He teased. “maybe you can put your mouth to work to speed it up.” He added with a chuckle. Taking hold of Sam's hips, he pulled back, the fearsome beast leveling out, poised to plow deep into his daughter's slit, the fat head pulsing, teasingly, over her sensitive nether lips.

Sam's hips wiggled impatiently, his grip too strong to push herself back onto his mighty shaft, to take the cock that made her inside. She was growing desperate. She looked back to her father over one shoulder, pushing out a black-painted lip in a pout. Rich was never one who could say no to that face. His abs muscles flexed, and he pulled her back and he drove forward, spearing deep into his little girl's gripping pussy. He plowed his way to the gates of her womb in a single, unstoppable thrust, and she very nearly came from that alone. No matter how many time she felt him take her, felt him filling her up with his massive cock, it never failed to deliver world-shaking pleasures right where she wanted it. Her hungry snatch gripped and milked at the titan as it drove deep into her, and she trembled bodily with the pleasure of being taken bu her father's superior cock.

Down below, Anna squirmed with desire. Her every sense was flooded with arousing stimuli. She had a perfect view to watch the hot, incestuous fuck, Sam's tender pink slit stretched wide around her father's massive member. She could smell his manly musk and Sam's delicate juices. The taste of his intoxicating precum still lingered on her tongue, an undeniably delectable flavor. The sound of flesh on flesh filled her ears, only interrupted by moans and grunts as the two began to fuck in earnest. Even her sense of touch thrummed with lust, the trapped vibe in her slit sending waves of pleasure all through her body. But no matter how good it felt, she couldn't help but need more. After seeing and tasting the immense shaft just inches from her face, she couldn't be satisfied with the 9-inch battery operated boyfriend that buzzed inside her, no matter how many features it boasted. She needed to experience that kind of sex first-hand, she needed to be stretched out, to feel the biggest cock in the world inside her.

Rich and Sam were soon coming together with intense, frenzied passion, flesh slapping flesh as their bodies slammed together. Every inch but the very last one of his unstoppable shaft drove into her, his fat, blunt head knocking at her womb with each stroke. The sound of their fucking filled the entire room and poured out into the hall through the still-open door. Grunts, moans, screams and pleasured whimpers, all blending together into the unmistakable sound of sex. Each stroke, a fresh gush of her clear, sweet juices pouring from where their bodies met, running in rivulets down his fat, swinging, apple-sized orbs. His heavy seed-tanks barely missed her nose with each thrust of his hips, and droplets of Sam's juices dripped from them to the redhead's lips, filling her mind with the combined flavors of manly musk and feminine sweetness. She shivered with lust, the toy buzzing inside her wholly inadequate compared to the immense shaft before her.

Rich's grip on his daughter's hips tightened, and he slammed forward suddenly. That final inch finally slammed home as his mighty head pierced her womb, once more claiming every inch of her depths for his lust. Sam's voice rose to a scream as she came on the titan that pummeled into her sacred depths, a powerful climax gripping her body, her body gripping down on the iron shaft. A flood of juices poured forth from her slit, great streams of girl-cum dripping down off his heavy, beefy balls, and directly onto Anna's delicate features. Anna's eyes widened as she watched her best friend cum as her father fucked her womb. The intensity of the act, the flavors that made her mind swim, they all came together to drag a moan of lust from the teen. Her tongue reached out, desperately, reaching up to cradle the massive weight of one enormous orb before her lips met the musky sphere, slurping at the juices running down those potent, pendulous plums. Rich looked a bit surprised at the sudden attention, but wasn’t about to complain. He shifted down, dangling those full orbs to Anna's hungry mouth. The change in angle provoked a whimper from Sam, and the last tremors of an orgasm made her fall from her hands to her elbows, her rear held aloft by the unyielding spear of his monstrous shaft. He gave Sam's perfect bubble rear a sharp swat, making the other cheek blush red and making her whimper once more. “Come on, baby, ride Daddy's cock.” He ordered. Sam shifted, and, slowly at first, began to drag her hips up and down that unforgiving cock, shuddering each time it slammed into her womb.

As Sam began to ride in earnest, below, Anna lavished her attentions on Rich's massive balls. Her lips and tongue worked tirelessly, kissing, licking, and hungrily sucking at the juice-marinated meatballs. Her mouth was clouded by desire as she spit-polished his heavy orbs, servicing his cum-tanks with all her might. She couldn't make sense of what she was doing. She was always in control, effortlessly manipulating her male partners with their desire for her, allowing others to please her, and graciously allowing them to please themselves in the process with her body. She'd sucked cock before, but never volunteered for the task, and never performed it with the relish she now fut forth with her lips and tongue as they polished his enormous balls. She'd never felt the intense desire to serve and pleasure a cock, nothing like the desire that now consumed her. Even with her female partners, she was in control, often even dominating them. But this was wholly unexpected. Her body trembled with lust as she sucked hungrily, watching as her best friend impaled her dripping slutty slit upon the cock that made her, tasting her juices and Rich's pure potency on her tongue.

Suddenly, Rich shifted, his hands coming back to Sam's hips once more. His powerful arms flexed, interrupting her pace as he forced her up down on his length at a breakneck pace. Her moans and screams only grew louder as her father's monster speared her tender slit. Anna watched with rapt attention, squirming more and more as the vibrator between her thighs continued to tease her sensitive depths. As she felt his balls pulling up, away from her desperate sucking, she realized what was happening and let out a moan. She could feel the fat orb churning against her tongue, and shivered with lust and anticipation. Sam screamed out louder than ever as rich once more hilted himself in her, filling her womb with his mighty cock, holding her down around the base of his spear. From below, Anna could watch every detail as each great gout of searing spunk boiled up through the thick channel along the underside of his mammoth shaft. She could almost imagine the sensation of each white-hot blast of cream as it sprayed into the depths of Sam's womb. Her eyes widened as she saw Sam's stomach bulge out with the sheer volume of potent spunk her father dumped into her womb. Rich's primal roar of triumph rang in her ears, echoed by the lusty moan of his daughter as she came on his cock again. Anna felt her core twitching, squeezing around the vibrator. It wasn't enough. She needed that. She needed to be filled, pumped full of cock and cum and used by the biggest dick in the world.

As Sam's shuddering climax continued, her grip faltered, and Anna seized the opportunity, pulling her wrists free and reaching up, between Sam's thighs. As rich began to pull out of his little girl, he felt Anna's delicate fingers encircle the fat, unfaltering cock around the base in a two-handed grip. With just the head remaining inside his daughter, he felt the redhead tongue reach out and slurp away at his perilous pole. She eagerly cleaned the girthy staff with her tongue, dragging her tongue over each inch of the meaty rod. Once finished, she gave his hips a nudge back, the bulging knob popping free of Sam's gripping slit. With both hands, she leveled the weapon at her face, and planted a wet, sloppy kiss on the gleaming, purple head, slurping the pearly cream and glistening juices from it as much as she could. As she pressed her lips around the slit, she sucked hard, pulling her hands up the member, thumbs pressed onto the enormous cum-channel. She drank hungrily as she milked every last drop of mouth-watering seed that remained in his endless shaft. Her eyes sparkled with lust, looking directly into his as she gulped down the intoxicating mouthful of cream. When she finally pulled away, her breath was hot and ragged with desire. Still looking into his eyes, she panted out a lusty plea. “Please... I need you to fuck me, just like her. Please.”

Rich's cock pulsed with desire, and he grinned as he climbed off her prone form, moving down her body toward the fountain of desire between her thighs. As he began to undo the straps that held the teasing vibrator inside her, Anna's eyes were caught by the sight of Sam's tender slit just inches away from her face. She licked her lips, savoring the last droplets of spunk on them, then she made the connection. There was a much more plentiful source of that addictive cum right in front of her. Her hand reached up, fingers sinking into the perfectly round cheeks of Sam's bubble butt. She gave them an experimental squeeze, then began to pull down, dragging her sweet honeypot closer and closer to her lips. “...No, no, Anna! I just came, I'm to sensitive! Anna~!” Sam objected, but her trembling thighs were too weak to resist her friend’s hungry grasp.

As soon as her friend's slit came close enough to reach, Anna went to work. Her pink lips met Sam's, first with a tender kiss on one sensitive fold, then parted, her mouth opening to engulf the brunette's well-fucked mound. Her tongue probed forward, exploring the familiar slit, the tip tracing each fold in turn, each tiny movement making Sam twitch, jolts of pleasure arcing through her body with each touch of the redhead's tongue. Anna's oral ministrations grew more and more intense, licking more forcefully, probing between the folds to delve into her tight little snatch. Soon she was lapping hungrily into the teen's slit, each lash of the tongue returning to her mouth with a treat, a dollop of thick, creamy spunk. She began to suck, slowly drawing the potent cream out, to the mouth of her slit where her tongue could reach it. The intense flavor of the ball-batter bathed her tongue, sending thrills of pleasure and desire through her body. She sucked harder and harder, her appetite for the salty treat growing with each tonguefulshe lapped up, Sam's trembling, whimpering body unable to pull her plump rear from the redhead's grasp. Soon she was gulping down mouthfuls of cum as she sucked and slurped noisily as Sam's slit. Suddenly, the goth teen threw her head back, a ragged moan pouring from her gleaming black lips. A flood of hot seed suddenly poured from her, her shivering womb unable to hold back the flow against the relentless suction, the salty seed flowing from her like a faucet. Anna now gulped desperately to keep up with the flow, her throat working ceaselessly as the rich, warm seed slid down it to her stomach. She drank like a woman in the desert, desperate for each drop of his offering. When she finally pulled her lips away, Sam's stomach was as flat as it had always been, and Anna was left moaning as the rolled the last of it of her tongue, savoring it like a rich dessert, before swallowing it gratefully.

Rich was aroused beyond words. His iron shaft throbbed, veins bulging as the monster seemed even larger than before. As the scene came to a close, he realized he'd stopped, the still-buzzing vibrator in his hand. He quickly switched the device off and tossed it aside, looking down to where it had come from. Anna's slit wasn't quite as pink as Sam's had been, but it still looked perfectly delectable. Under the hem of the plaid micro-skirt, her slit was flushed from the stimulation of the vibrator, and it was crowned by a tiny, carefully-managed patch of fine, curly copper pubes. Thoughts of tasting it were pushed aside by the needs of the titanic shaft that pulsed before him. The fist-sized head jumped with his thundering heartbeat. He took hold of it's slick length and forced it down, the tendons at the base grinding in protest as he aimed it to the teen's slit. The beast's head slid up and down over her flushed pussy lips, teasing her entrance, nosing between the folds.

Anna's breath caught in her throat as she felt the knob against her entrance. It felt so impossibly huge, she could hardly imagine it being able to fit into her. But as much as she feared the pain, her desire to experience the immense pleasure drove her on. She looked down, casting her gaze through the valley between her titanic melons, and saw the ungodly monster poised to spear into her. But the view was suddenly cut off by a curtain of black hair. Following it, Sam's familiar face hovered over her own head, a warm smile on her features as she looked into the redhead's eyes. “Don't worry. Just relax.” she whispered softly, soothingly, as she descended, pressing her black lips to Anna's pink ones, the two girls tenderly kissing. When the two pulled apart, Anna looked to Rich, looking him in the eyes as she began to speak. “Do it. I need you to take me, to fill me, to stuff that giant fucking monster cock into me. I need you. Nothing else will be able to satisfy me after watching that. I need you to stretch me, ruin me, wreck my naughty little pussy until I can never feel a lesser man inside me ever again! Reshape me into your personal fucktoy, make me your private slut! I need it! I need you! I need to be yours!” She moaned out, her plea growing in intensity as she continued to speak.

Rich did not disappoint. He pushed forward, feeling the now-familiar resistance of a teenage pussy struggling to retain its shape in the face of overwhelming cock. Her entrance gripped, clenched, and strained, struggling to force the glistening head back. But while her body struggled valiantly, Rich was not to be denied. His muscles flexed, bulging with power as her drove himself forward. She was no match for his immense strength, and the blunt, helmeted head plowed through her resistances like a freight train, barreling toward her core, an unstoppable juggernaut. She squealed out as her body was stretched, rearranged by the immensity of his brutal shaft. Sam swiftly moved a hand south, over her skirt until her fingers found the hard bead of her sensitive clit, the slender digit teasing the bead in circles to dull her pain. Anna trembled with the competing sensations, her body spasming around the invader.

Rich finally came to a stop with a full foot of shaft buried within her, and held himself there, to allow her to adjust to his size. There was near-silence for a long moment. Sam's lips once more met Anna's, and the two continued their lusty yet tender kiss. The only sounds were the heavy breathing of all three, and the soft, wet sounds of the girl's mouths coming together and reluctantly parting over and over. Each movement of his daughter's digits made the redhead's channel clench around the fearsome invader that filled her unlike anything before. Every time the two teens parted slightly, soft whimpers would escape their lip-lock, before being cut off by the return of the lips.

Despite the marvelous view he was offered by the two beauties as their tongues danced, the pause was dragging on intolerably long. His shaft throbbed with impatience, and he couldn't take it any longer. His ass flexed as he bored deeper into her pink depths, stretching her further.

Anna's back arched involuntarily, a moan pouring into their lip-lock as she felt herself be reshaped.

Sam smirked. “Tell Daddy how it feels.” She prompted.

The redhead gave a whimper, her eyes squeezed shut as her head swung side-to-side with her writing motions. “Oooh, god, it's so fucking big. So thick, so long... Ohh, it's as deep as I've even felt it, but so fucking THICK! Ohh, it hurts, but I love it, I love how it stretches me...” She moaned out.

Sam kissed her way down Anna's pale, freckled neck, whispering softly to her friend between kisses. “Mmm, I know the feeling. But that's not even the best part. Daddy's got a foot of cock in your little pussy. Just wait until he stuffs it alllll the way in.” She teased her friend.

Rich began to pump his hips. His fat cockhead scraped at the tight, gripping walls with every backward motion, and bored deeper with each swift, pointed push. 12 inches. 13. 14. 15.

Anna's eyes shot open as she felt a bump deep inside herself. An impact at her very core. Her eyes locked onto rich's with amazement. “You... You're touching the back... God, so deep. Nobody's ever been so deep. Nothing's ever been so deep. God, your cock... it's the biggest! The fattest! The longest! The hardest! It's the best cock! The perfect cock!” She was screaming out her praise by the end, her hips rolling down onto his fat shaft, savoring the unique sensation of her womb grinding into the head of his monster.

Sam's eyes glittered mischievously as her lips met one of her mouth-watering fat, pink nipples. They swiftly encircled the bead, both hands taking hold of the fat, pillowy tit to keep it it still as they kneaded the incredibly soft flesh. Sam's mouth sucked hard at the pink peak, and when they broke away, a little black ring was left behind by her lips. She smiled wickedly. “That's not all~. You feel the barrier inside you? That's your womb. Daddy's cock is kissing it right now. It feels so good, so deep inside you... But it's nothing compared to what's next. Daddy's fat cock is going to pound at it, and pound at it, until you can't take it anymore. He's going to pry open your womb. He's going to fuck. Every. Last. Inch. And then, he's going to cum. He's going to drown your womb in hot, thick, potent cum. God, it's so hot, and there's always so much... You're going to love every second of it.” She shivered as she recalled the sensations, then swiftly lowered her head back to her friend's aching nipple, flicking the bead back and forth with the tip of her tongue.

Rich began to pull back again, drawing a wave of fresh moans from the redheaded slut below him, then slammed forward again. His blunt monster pounded into her womb, drawing a scream of pain and lust. He growled with desire as her last inches were denied to him. He would not tolerate this. Again he drew back, and again he drove forward. Again and again, faster and faster. Soon his massive monster jack-hammered at her barrier, his hips a blur as he used long, swift strokes. Each time he felt her depths open a little wider, and each stroke made her titanic mounds wobble wildly with the force of the impact.

Anna was rapidly losing what remained of her composure, screaming and moaning wildly with each unstoppable thrust. Sam's hungry sucks at her aching nipples only served to drive her higher and higher. Her mind swam with thoughts seeded by Sam's nasty words, wondering what WOULD it be like to feel him take her womb with his beastly cock. Then, suddenly, she no longer had to wonder. She felt something deep inside her give, and felt the fat cockhead plow through her barrier to her womb, felt the heat and hardness of his superior cock invade her deepest parts. She screamed out, voice ragged with pleasure, bursts of light flashing behind her eyes as a sudden orgasm crashed over her like a tidal wave.

Sam smirked, her black lips pulling apart to reveal the aching bud pinned between her teeth. Her eyes lovingly watched Anna's face as her features twisted into an expression of mindless pleasure. Se swirled her tongue around the tender bead as she recalled that expression, and purred. “Oh, yes... that's it... That's the feeling. That's what Daddy feels like in your womb. You're just so full, so completely full... God it's hot to see.” she commented, once more sucking the aching nipple between her lips, before pulling away until the weight of the orb pulled it from them. Sam took the opportunity to move on, kissing her way down Anna's trembling, smooth belly, pausing once to plant a particularly lusty smooch on the bulge Daddy's massive cock made on her smooth stomach, then continuing further south, the place where their bodies met..

Rich let out a pleasured groan as the teen's womb gripped on his enormous cockhead, her deepest parts spasming around his invading shaft. Having just dumped a fresh load in his daughter, he was benefiting from a little extra endurance, and he knew he'd be able to take his time to enjoy her best friend's depths. His fingers tightened on the redhead's wide hips, and he began to move once again. Each tiny motion made her body jump and twitch, prompting whimpers of intense pleasure. When he ground his hips forward, stuffing her to the hilt once again, he ground the tip of his shaft into the back wall of her fertile womb and prompted the sweetest moans. As amazing as her gripping womb felt, though, this redhead had a special talent he was eager to exploit. “You like that, slut? Like it when I stuff your fucking womb?” He groaned, once more grinding his hips forward.

Anna's mouth opened immediately, the words pouring forth with hardly a thought. “YEEESSS! Oh, god, yes! It feels so fucking good! I'm so full of your cock! The best cock! The perfect cock! The perfect MAN! Ohhh, fuck me, fuck every inch of me, fuck me like nobody else ever can! I'm a slut for your cock, your personal slut! You made me your slut, made me a slave to your cock! I'll never fuck anyone else! I'd never be able to fucking feel them! Your perfect cock spoiled me! Ohh, nothing can compare! Nothing goes so deep, stretches me so wide, feels so hot! FUCK ME WITH YOUR PERFECT COCK!” she screamed out, her voice rising to fill the entire house.

Sam grinned to herself as she listened to the stream of nasty praise that poured from her best friend's mouth. It seemed like something about the biggest cock in the world provoked the naughtiest, nastiest language from anyone who experienced it. She fondly recalled moaning out similar commentary herself as Daddy took her over and over the night before. Her face was now inches from the connection of the two bodies, watching with blatant lust and a touch of envy as she best friend enjoyed being stretched by the cock that fathered her years ago. It was so hot to experience in person, much hotter than any porn she'd ever seen. Every sense was awash in the experience of the fucking, the heat, the smell, the sensations, the sounds... eager to get closer, she slid her head forward, her tongue slithering out over Anna's smooth stomach toward the pulsing bead at the top of her friend's slit, the wet muscle flicking it back and forth while her father stretched her. His mighty abs were a wall of glistening, rippling muscle, one that loomed close with each mighty thrust.

Rich was really pounding away now, his cockhead pulling at her cervix with each pull and pounding into the back wall on each thrust. His heavy, cum-filled balls churned as they slapped into the redhead's pale, juicy ass. Her tightly-gripping channel milked at his length, spasms rolling through her with each forceful thrust and each lash of his daughter's tongue. Her entire body rewarded him for each stroke, from her clenching hole to the view of her epic, wildly wobbling tit-flesh, to her lips as they poured fourth her gratitude and begged for more with each breath, only interrupted my moans and screams of pleasure. Soon his hips were a blur, his mighty cock an unyielding piston, a battering ram that pounded at her depths, ravaging her womb. He growled and gritted his teeth. These short strokes wouldn't be enough. He shifted, planting his feet, and dragged his hips back forcefully, pulling the head from her gripping womb, pulling back, further and further, until just the head was left inside her.

Anna's eyes widened as she felt him tear that fat helmeted head from her womb and drag it back, lighting her nerves afire as it passed. She felt almost painfully empty with it gone, but the sparks of pleasure from it dragging on her walls almost made her forget about the emptiness. She looked into his eyes for a moment, emerald eyes sparkling with desire, anticipation, and fear. Then she felt him thrust again, and she couldn't help but howl with pleasure as he plowed into her, stretching every inch of her channel once more, spearing through her cervix, and once more seating himself to the hilt in her needy pussy. “YESSSSSSS! Oh, oh god, oh my fucking gooooood~! That was incredible! Oh, more, please, fuck all of me, every inch! I need you in me forever! Come on, fuck me harder! Fuck that pussy! Your personal pussy! It's all yours, I can't live without this GIANT FUCKING COCK! You broke me! Ruined me with your cock! I'm just your slut now! Another slut for your harem!” She screamed out, waves of pleasure crashing over her mind, washing away the last vestiges of restraint.

Sam had to pull away, the intensity of her father's mighty thrusts making it impossible for her to keep her tongue on it's target. Her hand slipped between her thighs, digging three fingers into her sopping-wet slit, desperate for attention after watching Anna get destroyed by that monster. But she knew she had to be patient, she couldn't bear to rob her friend of the ultimate pleasure, the climax of the unrelenting assault that was getting fucked by her Daddy. The feeling of getting pumped full, getting stuffed with potent cum and bred by the superior man. The heat, the pressure, the fullness, the deep, primal satisfaction... She shivered, biting at her black-painted lip. Maybe she could speed him up a bit... She purred sensually, a grin on her face as she crawled a little closer and leaned in, whispering hotly into her daddy's ear. “Daddy... she's fertile today. She's not on the pill, and this is just the right time. If you poured your hot spunk in her womb right now, there's no way she wouldn't get pregnant. Cum, Daddy. Knock her up. I want to see you breed her...”

His daughter's whispers and the screamed praise of the redhead were just too much for Rich. His grip tightened, fingers sinking into pale skin. His hips sped to a blur, brutally driving the unyielding member into her writhing, gripping channel. Naughty words gave way to wordless noise of pleasure as he fucked Anna through yet another orgasm. As his own pleasure hit a crescendo, he rolled his head back and let out a roar, driving his hips forward one final time, his every muscle pulled tight as an ocean of seed surged from deep within him, up the endless shaft of his titanic rod, and blasted out the tip, blasting a deluge, a flood of potent seed, an ocean of ball-batter pouring into the teen's newly-claimed womb.

Anna's body bucked wildly, eyes wide, mouth open in a voiceless scream as she felt each blast strike deep inside, each deluge prolonging the powerful, electric climax that gripped her body. Her every nerve was on fire, her mind entirely blank, an endless expanse of pure pleasure, so intense she could do nothing to resist its power. She felt her womb swelling and her silence shattered, a deep, soulful moan filling the room, the entire house, with the sound of her pleasure. The sensation was every bit as indescribable as Sam had told her, but no mere words could prepare her for the intensity of it, or for the deep, abiding sensation that she'd done the right thing, that this was what she was meant for. She was being bred by the biggest, strongest, studliest man, and it was just absolutely, unquestionably right.

As silence once more fell over the room, the two panted, drained by the intensity of their combined climax. They looked to one-another, their bodies glistening with sweat, shining in the light as they struggled to catch their breath. The union of their bodies still hummed with delicious, tingling twitches and jumps, the warm, pleasurable afterglow beginning to settle into their bodies. The near-silence was broken as Rich suddenly jumped at an unexpected sensation. A small hand cupped his churning cum-factories, the hand attached to his delightfully mischievous-looking daughter as she grinned up at him. “My turn again, Daddy.” She said. Rich couldn't help but grin as he began to pull his hips back, dragging the head out of Anna's trembling tunnel. It looked like it might be a while before he was done with these two...