Daddy's Little Whore Ch. 04

Daddy's Little Whore

A Story of Incest

Jahi DeVil

Chapter 4

Daddy's Little Whore: A Story of Incest

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Author's Note: This story has graphic depictions of sexual intercourse, including consensual and reluctant incest. Remember: In real life, consent is never a choice. That is why I have authored these stories down, so we can enjoy being naughty together in the privacy and comfort of our minds. Thank you for partaking in my smut and remember to bump uglies responsibly!

WARNING!! I must note that this is EXTREME TABOO EROTICA.

Turn back if incest, particularly incest between a father and daughter is offensive to you.

I authored this book to share my fantasies and secret desires with you, my readers. I hope that you gain as much pleasure from reading them as I do when writing them.

All characters here are fictitious and 18 years of age and older, any resemblance to anyone living or dead is not intentional and merely coincidental.

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Chapter 4

The two girls were finishing their meals when the waiter stopped at their table. "Anything else ladies?" he blushed when Monicat caught looking down her top.

"We'd both like a glass of wine, please." Monicat smiled at him.

"Uh.... well... I... I'm gonna need to see your IDs." Stammering as he tried to look away. Monicat leaned back against her chair, squeezing her breasts together, she slowly ran her tongue over her plump limps and let her hand slide slowly down the front of his pants and over the bulge now straining his pants. "Ah, we forgot to bring them with us, but maybe you could let it go just this once? Hmmm?"

Letting out a heavy sigh, shivering with excitement, almost cumming in his pants, "Oh, yeah, uh sure that's, yeah no problem." He quickly turned walking away, returning moment s later with their drinks.

"Thanks sugar! You are a sweetie!" Monicat smiled and handed him her credit card.

"Dude! I am telling you; that is her! That is the slut from that video!" Mark and Tyler eyed the girls across the crowded restaurant.

"I don't know man, I can't a babe that hot would be down to take on that many dudes." Tyler replied, shaking his head in disbelief.

"I have watched that video a thousand times! I know it is her! Fuck, we need to talk to them. C'mon we can nail both of them!" Mark pushed Tyler's arm.

"Video?" Tyler looked surprised. "What video?"

"What the fuck Tyler? Where have you been? The blah blah Frat house has website, every month they put up a new video called Cum Pig of the Month! Damn, do you live in fucking cave?" Mark sighed heavily, shaking his head.

"Lighten up, so I have never heard of it so what is the big fucking deal? Damn!" Tyler polished off his drink. "Okay, so she is the current what cum pig of the month? You really think you are just gonna walk over there start talking to her and end up banging her? Just like that? Pffft! You are fucking crazy."

"Yeah, yeah, I do look at this shit!" Mark slid his phone over to Tyler and there, on the screen, was that hot bitch getting railed by two of the frat brothers. From the way she was moaning and begging for cock she was loving every bit of it. He watched as those two finished and three others took their places filling her holes. Tyler watched, his mouth hung open in amazement, his cock rock hard straining to get out.

"Monicat, those guys over there. They keep looking at us, like staring at us." Brittany glanced over quickly and back again.

"I mean look at us Brit!! We are fucking hot!" Monicat leaned back in her chair, pushing her ample breasts out and shaking them back and forth, half in jest and half teasing the two guys. Both girls laughed hysterically at her silliness. Just then Mark and Tyler approached their table. "You ladies seem to be enjoying yourselves, mind if we join the party?" Mark smiled at Monicat, looking into her big brown eyes, letting his gaze move down, quite obviously, to her barely covered breasts. She smiled at his attention.

"So, what did you guys have in mind?" Monicat smirked, knowing what they had in mind. She crossed and uncrossed her legs, giving him a quick peek at what lie between her legs, her skirt hiking up even higher.

"Thought we could go back to my apartment, listen to some music, hang out. I have plenty to drink there. Maybe we could do a replay of your video, but, you know, on a much smaller scale."

Brittany interrupted "What video, what is he talking about Monicat? When did you make a video?"

"Calm down Brit." She looked back to Mark, "What video are you talking about? I never made any video!" Monicat shaking her head, confused.

Tyler held his phone out as Mark laughed, "Come on, you know what video. At the frat house a couple of weeks ago. There is no way you did not know they were shooting video! Especially that night. You are their favorite piggie!" Monicat glared "Hey that's their term; not mine I'm just telling you what it says on their site."

Monicat grabbed Tyler's phone, shocked as she watched herself, one guy after another, shaking her head. "Those fucking bastards!" she screamed, everyone in the restaurant turned and looked, staring at her. "I don't fucking believe this!"

"Yeah, you are the only girl that took every dude in the frat house! Plus, others they invited! You are like famous on campus! No pig.... errr... sorry..... girl has ever taken that many dudes!" Mark talked excitedly, but he knew she was pissed.

Monicat handed Tyler's phone to Brittany. "That shit! That motherfucker Shane, I swear to God. Ya know, I knew he was shooting video with his phone, most of them were, and taking pictures. I never thought he would do anything like this!"

Brittany could not take her eyes of the screen, entranced watching her best friend take cock after cock, seeing the cum pouring from her pussy with each thrust, then the way it poured from her when one pulled out for the next to take over. She felt flush, the whole scene turned her on, her heart was pounding, "Damn" she whispered under her breath, but loud enough for Tyler to hear, "right! That is hot as fuck!" Tyler grinned at her.

"Uh... wha--what are you going to do Monicat?" Brittany was embarrassed at her comment.

"Do? Do? What the fuck can I do Brit? They are not going to take it down. Look how many clicks and likes it has! No, there is not a single thing I can do about it. I cannot dispute the video or say I had been forced in any way. There is no way I can deny that I enjoyed it, just watch the video! Besides, I already have the reputation of being the biggest slut on campus, so what difference does it make? What we are going to do is go with these guys, drink, and fuck until we are exhausted."

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Mark was barely able to get in the car before Monicat had his pants open and his cock out. Spit on the thick engorged head as her lips parted and engulfed his member.

"Fuck! This slut wants cock!! She stuffed the whole thing down her throat.... mmmmmm shit!" Mark's head fell back against the head rest, his hips thrusting upward. His smooth nut sac firmly against her soft cheek.

Coming from the back seat Brittany's moans could be heard. Tyler had her pushed against the opposite door, her legs spread wide, his mouth locked onto her bald pussy. His tongue slithered through the soft, pink petals finding it is way into the tight entrance. She was wet from watching Monicat being railed by a frat house of strange cock.

"Ohh God yesss yess... fucking eat my pussy!!" Brittany screeched, her bare ass bouncing on the seat, grinding her cunt against his face as his tongue wiggled and swirled inside her. Tyler lapped at the nectar that poured from. She grabbed two handfuls of hair and pulled his head tight against her, her legs shook as her pussy gushed, flooding his mouth with hot nectar. He did his best to keep up with the flood of her juices. He sucked on her labia, before moving to her clit. That swollen knot of nerves pulsed with her heartbeat as he sucked and teased it with his tongue. Her head thumped against the window as her bounced against the seat. Her heels pressed into his shoulders blades she gushed again. Her body writhing and twisting against him "F.. f..... fff... uuuu.... c... kkkkk! Uh... uh... uh.... Oh yesss!" The spasms deep within her core subside as her legs relax around him, plopping onto the seat. Her body collapsing against the door, breathless.

Mark swung the car into driveway with a jerk slamming on the brakes and jamming the car into park almost throwing Monicat off the seat.

"Oh shit! I am gonna cum bitch!" He yelled, shoving her head down into his lap, as his cock swells and like a volcano erupting sending thick streams of cum into her throat. Monicat gulps hard, swallowing the heavy load.

"Yeah, that's it you fucking whore take it all"! He grunts through clenched teeth. She milks his cock until it slows, the last few drops ooze onto her tongue.

Monicat sets up, his cock smeared with black lipstick, as Mark looks at her smiling and breathless. "Fuck! Where did you learn to suck cock like that? Good Lord, I thought you were gonna suck my balls right out through my cock!"

"A lot of practice." Monicat shrugs as she opens the car door and slides out. The others follow suit, not even bothering with fixing their clothes as they head for the door to go inside. Mark's cock still hard, bobbing with every step. Brittany's skirt crumpled up around her waist, her thighs glistening with her nectar. They hurry to get inside. As Monicat steps through the door she sheds what little clothes she is wearing. Mark shoves her toward the sofa where she lands face down. He kneels behind her, grabs her hips, and lifts her ass. Leaning over her, his hand on the back of her neck he pushes her face into the pillow as he presses the tip against her pussy, rubbing up and dow through the wet smoldering petals.

"That is the position for dumb little sluts! I am gonna fuck this pussy and make you beg me stop!" He lunges for sending his cock through the tight opening, pushing at the smooth wet walls.

Brittany hurries to the sofa to join them on her back. She slides under Mark, Monicat's dripping pussy above her. Tyler moves into Brittany's spread legs. Brittany flicks at Monicat's clit as Mark's balls brush over her lips. Tyler pushes into her and starts thrusting.

"Damn this pussy tight as fuck Mark!" His cum filled balls slap against her ass. "I don't know how long I can hold, shit my cock is hard and aches like a mother fucker." He slams harder into her.

Monicat moans into the cushion, she pushes her ass back against him, synchronizing with each thrust as he rails into her harder and harder. His thighs clapping loudly against her ass. He presses his thumb against the little starfish, pushing into her. "Mmmm fuck yeah, I'm hitting this ass next!" His thumb sinks into her ass, her screams muffled by the pillow. His other hand raises above his head and swings down swiftly, his hand connects with the globe of her ass leaving a red print as he raises his hand again. Repeatedly, he slapped her ass until a red welt raises on the milky white flesh. Her pussy clamps down and releases around his cock, that sends a stream of hot nectar over his cock and onto Brittany.

"I c-c-c-cant't h-h-old on fuck fuck fuckkkk!" Tyler pushes deep into Brittany, his cock pressing against her cervix as her insides his seed.

Brittany slurps, taking in as much as she can of her best friend's flow. They collapse in a heap of sweaty naked flesh as Mark's balls empty into Monicat. They lie silent and motionless, huffing and puffing. Finally, Brittany slithers her way out from the tangle of arms and legs and heads down the hallway to the bathroom. As she returns a few minutes later, she finds Monicat impaled on Mark's cock, as it strains against her tight ass. His hands squeeze her firm breasts. Tyler kneeling between their legs, his cock pistons quickly in and out her sloppy pussy. He grips her ankles tightly, spreading her legs wide. Monicat's head hangs backwards, flopping loosely as they ravage her holes. She looks as if unconscious, but the moans escaping her gaping mouth tell otherwise. Brittany flops in a chair across from them and swings her legs over the arms. From his position between Monicat spread legs he has s clear view of Brittany's well fucked cunt. Cum drips from the gaping hole. She smiles wickedly at him as she pushes three fingers inside, a blob of cum spurts out as she pumps her hand, the swampy hole spurts and farts repeatedly as she moves faster.

The two men grunt as their cocks work in unison on the slut's holes, feeling one another's hard shafts pressed together separated only by the thin wall of flesh within her. "I can't hold on any longer, good god her ass is tight as fuck Tyler I'm gonna bust!!"

"Bruh... shit I'm right behind you!" With that Mark pushed in deep erupting into her guts. The throbbing and jerking of his cock send Tyler over the edge as his balls draw up tight forcing a size-able load into. Cum leaks from her and pours from her gaping ass and slides over Mark's cock and balls in a thick, glistening stream. Tyler falls back, panting, exhausted. Mark rolls Monicat to the side as he slips out from under her. Cum drips from the tip of his cock. The three watch Brittany as she continues to abuse her own pussy. Finally, Mark stands, 'Shit, I gotta do it, I can't just set here and watch that." He moves to wear Brittany is setting, jerking her hand away from her pussy. He pulls her up and bends her over the chair, pushing his sore, achy cock inside her. He hammers away at her, digging his fingers into her hips until finally he slams into her one last time, the last of his seed spurts into her. He drops to the floor exhausted. The room now filled with the smell of cum and well fucked, sloppy pussy. They all lay silently for awhile, unable or unwilling to speak.

Monicat is the first to stir, untangling her legs from the now sleeping Tyler. She lets out a heavy sigh as she stands, a rush of cum bubbles from both her holes, down her milky white thighs and splatting on the floor. She bends over and grabs her clothes, giving Mark a clear view of her puffy, red labia.

"Damn, bet I could fit my hole head in fucking canyon right now! That bitch is stretched every way from Sunday!" Laughing sarcastically as he turned and plucked a joint from a box, setting on the table and lighting it. He takes long draw and offers it to her. "Here, hit this fucker, it will make you feel better."

Monicat turns and glares at him, "Don't be a fucking asshole and I feel just fine thanks" snapping at him over her shoulder as walks to the bathroom. "Come on Brit, let's get cleaned up so we get the fuck out of here. I need to get home."

Brittany grabbed her clothes, slapping Mark's hand away as tried to push his fingers inside her.

Brittany closed and locked the door behind them as Monicat picked up a washcloth hanging on the rack. She turned on the water waiting for it to get hot.

Brittany leaned against the wall and sighed as Monicat put the rag under the hot water. "What's the problem Brit." She wrings out much of the water and runs the rag over her sticky thighs up and over her pussy, the through her firm ass cheeks. She throws the rag into the sink looking at Brittany as she starts to dress.

"Nothing." Brittany grabs the rag and cleans herself.

"No, not nothing, what?" She snaps as she slides her skirt up her legs.

Brittany turns off water and looks at her "What the fuck were you thinking Monicat? Bringing us here!" Settling on the edge of the tub picks up her panties slips into them.

"Do not start that shit, Brittany! Jesus! You were getting into it just as much as I was! Face it, this innocent little virgin act of yours is getting old! You are becoming just as big a slut as I am! Those moans I heard were not you telling them to stop! Your legs spread just as easy and just as wide as mine do! So, get over it!" Monicat snapped harshly, going off on Brittany.

"I know, you're right Monicat...... I just... I mean I thought..." Brit's eyes puddled, a tear ran down her cheek. It was heart breaking whenever Monicat was upset with her.

Monicat interrupted her, still ranting, "Do not start with the fucking tears Brittany. You do this shit, then I get mad and snap, you cry and then I feel guilty about everything. Well, not this time! You are not going to make me feel guilty! Do you understand? I am not, you were in this too, I did not make you fuck them! And what? You thought what?"

Just then Mark's voice broke through. "Everything all right in there? We really need to get going."

Brittany wiped her eyes and opened the door, and walked out, pushing past Mark. He stood their looking her up and down, smirking. Monicat glared, hands on her hips, "What's your problem?"

"Nothing. Are you ready to bail? I got shit to do." He steps back as she passes, and gives her ass a firm slap, chuckling.

"You're such a fucking asshole!" Her tone sharp.

They headed out the door and down the steps to Mark's car. The girls slid in without saying a word. Monicat sat looking at her phon, texting some unknown person. Brittany sat staring out of the window, neither saying a word.

"So, what's up with you two, why so quiet?" Mark glanced at Brittany in the mirror and quickly to Monicat. She just looked at him blankly then turned back to her phone.

"Just drive!" Was the snarky response from the back "It's none of your business." The continued in silence, as the car turned onto the street where they had met and Monicat's car was parked.

Brittany climbed out of the backseat and slammed the door. She walked toward the restaurant and leaned against the wall with her phone. Mark grabbed Monicat's arm as she slid out. "Hey, wait a second. How about we do this again sometime"?

She pulled her arm away, "Hmph, sure, we'll see." She slammed the door behind her and walked to her car. She stopped and stood looking at Brittany.

"What are you doing Brit?" Her voice steady.

"I'm waiting for my ride Monicat." She snapped.

Monicat sighed and walked over to her. "Okay, what gives? Whad'ya mean you are waiting for your ride? I am your ride. C'mon, get in the car." She grabbed her hand and tried to lead her to the car. Brittany did not move. Instead, she stared at her.

"No! I called Uber, they will be here in a few minutes." She pulled her hand away and folded her arms. "That was bullshit the way you spoke to me Monicat. I am not a slut like..." she caught her thoughts before finishing.

"You mean a slut like me? Is that what you meant? Listen, fine, maybe you're not just like me. But damn it Brit, you are not little miss innocence either. Okay, maybe I shouldn't get so pissy with you, but do not think your holy attitude and comments hurt me too? I am sorry, I should not have bitched at you like that. Now c'mon, lets go." Monicat grabbed her arm as she spoke and pulled again.

"No Mon, I'm taking the Uber, I need some time alone." Her ride pulled up to the curb.

"You ladies call for an Uber?" The driver rolled the passenger window down and leaned across the seat. Brittany steps away from the wall and walks toward the car.

"Call me Brittany, or at least text so I know you made it home, please" Monica watched as Brittany slid into the Uber without a word. The Uber pulled away from the curb as Monicat got into her own car and headed home.

The driver steered the car down a side road, for a few miles all they saw were farms, large fields with houses in the distance. The driver's phone dinged, he picked it up and read the message. As he pulled to the side of the road.

"Why are we stopping here"? Brittany turned from staring out the side window, looking at the driver.

"There is a problem with your card. The charge did not go through." He turned and looked at her then showed her the screen. "See, it says declined."

Brittany just looked at him, "I don't understand, that's my debit card, there's plenty of money in my account." Can you try it again."

"Sorry, it won't let me. Do you have another card"? He looked over the seat at her long legs, the short skirt ridden up on her thighs.

"Do you have another card"? He asked, licking his lips.

"I... uhh... no that is the only card I have. I have, uh can I just pay with cash"? She spoke nervously as he looked her over. "Oh, well, can you take me home. I can pay when I get home, I can get a card from my parents."

"You know how many times I have heard that? I have been stiffed for the fare too many times with that bullshit. No, I can't take you home unless the fare is taken care of!" His voice now irritated. "Get out, now!" He got out of the car and opened her door.

"Wait, you can't just leave me out here!" He reached in and grabbed her arm roughly pulling her from the car.

"Oh, I am not going to leave you out here, but you are going to pay the fare. Turn around!" He spun her around and pushed her against the car pressing his body against her. "Hot little slut like you dressed like that, you know how you're gonna pay!"

She could feel him fussing with his belt and pants. She looked around hoping a car would pass, but this late at night there was no one. "Please, I swear, I can pay when I get home!" She pleaded with him. He leaned against her hard.

"Are you going to do this and take care of your fare? Or do I just leave you here?" He growled at her.

"O... kay fine just do it you son of a bitch get it over with!" She screamed at him.

He pushed her skirt up around her waist, kicked her feet apart and pressed the head of his cock against her asshole. Gripping his cock, he pushed as Brittany screamed against the pain. The fat head popped past the tight opening. "Mmm, fuck you got a tight little ass bitch!" He pushed deeper into her as she tried not to tense, her ass on fire as he pushed through until he was buried deep, stretching her sphincter. He slowly works in and out of her, gradually her muscles relaxed, and he began thrusting, slow at first gradually picking up his pace until he was pounding in and out of her. His cock was thick and long. He pressed her face down against the trunk hammering into her. "Fuuuuuuck..... you little slut... I'm gonna cum!" He pushed deep into her guts and release. His balls drawing up as he sent hot ropes of cum into her ass. Finally, his cock slows, his thick cream filling her. He collapsed onto her and groaned in her ear as the last of his cum poured into her ass. He slides out of her as a whoosh of cum follow pouring down her thighs.

"Damn, that's a tight ass you have." He stepped back grinning as he zipped his pants. "There, that's a good little slut." He patted her bare ass. "There, now, I can take you home."

As he got back in the car he grabbed his phone. "Well, look at that, the charge went through after all! How about that?" He laughed tossing the phone onto the seat next to him.

"Fucker! You did that on purpose! I should call the cops on you!" Her voice indignant. "What do you do, pull that fake charge shit so you can just fuck your passenger?!"

"No, just the little sluts like you! Dress like some fucking street whore, yeah, I did do it on purpose. Pull that skirt down and cover your ass so that shit isn't getting all over the seat back there."

They drove the rest of the way in silence. Brittany trying her best not to cry, she wiped away the tear that trickled down her cheek. He steered the car into her driveway. "Don't worry about the tip, that piece of ass more than covered it!" He laughed as she turned and slid out of the back seat.

"I had no intention of giving you a tip after you forced me into that!" She slammed the car door hard behind her.

"Have a nice night! Don't forget to give me a good review." He laughed behind her as she hurried up the drive

"FUCK YOU!" She screamed behind as she flipped him off.

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Monicat steps out of the shower toweling off. She crawls into her bed naked and pulls the covers up. She checks her phone one last time, and frowns. "I can't believe she is that pissed." She mumbles to herself.

Sleep comes quickly for her, with the hopes that everything would be okay between her and her best friend.

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The hot water shocked her as it hit her breasts, like tiny needles stabbing the soft flesh. Her nipples popped out as her hands slid over her curves, down to her pussy still aching from the Uber driver's assault. She shivered as her fingers grazed over her clit. Her thoughts rolled back over the evening's events. How Mark and Tyler took turns between them. How Tyler's cock filled her as she lay under Monicat, slurping her pussy as Mark's huge balls slapped against her face. How she felt when the driver pinned her against the car, bent over the truck slamming his huge cock into her. Why hadn't she fought, why did she just let him do it. She could have called Monicat to come pick her up, or she could have just swallowed her anger and road home with her. Instead, she let a total stranger destroy her pussy.

Her thoughts cleared suddenly as she realized her fingers were digging deep inside her. She finished her shower and dried off. She quickly walked to her desk and sat down. The keyboard clicked as she typed in the web address. On the large screen before were all the videos of the various frat house pig nights. Center screen, with over fifteen thousand hits was her best friend. She clicked the play icon and watched as Monicat was getting ravaged repeatedly. One by one the boys took turns mounting her, pounding their cocks into her like some magazine sex dolls. She pulled out the top drawer of her desk and grabbed a large silicone cock she had received as a gag gift for her last birthday. She started the video over and leaned back in her chair. Her feet on the desk, legs spread wide and slipped that rubber cock deep inside her.

As each guy fucked Monicat she worked that dildo in and out of her pink folds in unison with their thrusting. Her moans synchronized with the moans coming from the computer speakers. In her mind it was her on that filthy, cum stained couch. It was her own pussy getting defiled over and over. It was her that was as a cock sleeve. She was that slut taking each one. Her body jerked as the orgasm gripped her, pulling her under the violent waves exploding deep within her very core. The soaked, velvety walls gripping the rubber cock, squeezing, releasing, and squeezing again. Her cum gushing from her tight opening. It was then she realized, she was a slut. She realized her friend was right. Her trembling legs relaxed as she collapsed back into the chair, panting. Her heart pounding in her chest.

As she leaned forward to turn off her computer, she saw herself on the video, watching Monicat. Her eyes wide with excitement. A broad smile across her face. Her legs still trembling, she walked to her bed and picked up her phone. 'I'm sorry and you're right.' She stared at the message for a long time before hitting send.