Daddy's Sex Ed and Seduction

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Carl had loved his daughter since the moment his wife had excitedly shown him the positive pregnancy test. They had been newly married back then and supremely happy, starting a new life together and building a happy little family. He worked hard at a rewarding career, and lovingly provided for his wife as her belly grew.

When Aurora was born, he couldn't believe how perfect she was. He and his wife counted her ten perfect fingers and ten perfect toes over and over, in awe of what they had created. They tried for more children but it wasn't meant to be, which Carl came to accept faster than his wife did. She grew distant and detached, eventually disinterested in being a mother altogether.

Carl stepped in to make sure Rory never wanted for anything. Watching her grow was his single favorite joy in life. He worked hard to juggle his schedule to be available for her school functions and to drive her to friends' houses.

His wife seemed to cave in on herself mentally, constantly reminded by the sight of her daughter that she was no longer able to be a proper mother or wife. It undermined her heir intimacy, and Carl finally suggested they move towards divorce. Unable to reclaim the closeness they once shared and tired of trying only to be shut down, he decided to stop trying to reach a broken wife and invest all his energy instead in his beautiful daughter who needed at least one parent to be with it.

Rory was a junior in high school when he filed and a senior when it was finally granted. For her eighteenth birthday she had asked for a new tent so they could go camping together. Carl chuckled remembering how happy she had been exploring the outdoors when she was younger. After such a long divorce and stressful time at home, he wanted to cheer her up. After all, it was her last year at home before college.

Rory had been unbelievably patient and kind, dealing with the stress her mother had caused with a lot of resilience. It had bonded her and her father closer than ever as she grew up and came to understand that her mother's mental state was unreliable but that her father would always be there for her.

Now that his ex-wife had moved back east with her family, he wanted to celebrate the weight being lifted off his life. It was just him and Rory now, and he wanted to celebrate.

He knew it was an extravagance but he spoiled his precious daughter with a sprinter van for her eighteenth birthday. The light and joy in her eyes when he walked her outside and uncovered her eyes, showing her the giant converted camper van with a big red ribbon in their driveway was exactly as he'd imagined.

She'd jumped into his arms, wrapping her lags around his waist and hugging him excitedly.

"Thank you thank you thank you Daddy!" She'd whispered into the crook of his neck before kissing his cheek and jumping back down to run around the van and check it out.

Carl's typical pride and love for his daughter was beating with added excitement that day, and her reaction was exactly what he had hoped. As she bounded enthusiastically inside the van to explore it, he chuckled and followed her in, pondering a strange new additional feeling that was starting to coil in his chest. As he watched her long, tan legs in her short gym shorts as she peeped into cabinets and crawled across the pillow- covered bed in the back, he felt something ancient and instinctual stirring inside him. A spark like something he hadn't felt in years.

His wife had drawn away from him long ago, and passion had dimmed in his life. Between working hard to support his daughter, and navigating a tricky divorce he had spent so long putting other people's needs ahead of his own.

Now, as Rory stood up again and ran back to kiss and hug him again, happily chatting about all the camping plans she wanted to make, he studied her carefully. She wasn't a little girl anymore.

Tall, tanned strong, he was becoming aware just how well she had grown into her curves. Her shorts were so short he could nearly see the curves of her muscular ass as she bent to peer under the sink. He swallowed hard, pushing the unbidden thought out of his mind as he smiled encouragingly at her.

As she straightened again and turned smiling towards him, her bountiful breasts came into view. He had observed them casually before, but this time, that strange sensation accompanied his thoughts as he studied them more carefully. At least a double 'D' surely, if not triple, no?

He blinked as she beamed up at him. His clever, patient, kind daughter.

"Daddy, it's perfect!" Rory squeaked with excitement.

"Well honey, you're an adult now. You're all grown up and I wanted to get you a grown up toy you could use for years to come. I know things have been tough these last few years and I just wanted you to know how much I appreciate you, baby girl."

He held his arms open, and his beautiful little girl came in for another hug. Wrapping her arms tightly around him, he realized she was nearly as tall as him now. He felt her warm, soft breasts squeeze against his chest through their clothes, and couldn't help himself from squeezing her a little tighter. He was shocked to feel blood rushing to his cock as she nestled her cheek against his chest, nuzzling her face against the warm flannel he was wearing.

He swallowed strongly again, in disbelief at himself and not understanding where this change was coming from. He leaned his head into her hair and sniffed deeply at the familiar scent of her shampoo and her generally sweet smell. He breathed in deeply, and as he did so he felt his cock swell as wide open as his lungs. Nearly fully erect now, he felt the instinct to pull away lest she feel his unexpected excitement, but strangely he fought the instinct.

He loved his daughter deeply- admired her intellect and strong grades in school, her bubbly personality and dedication to the various sports she played and was always amazed to hear how eloquently she could play the piano. She was truly like an angel in his eyes, and he had done everything in his power to look after her as she grew.

He had coached her volleyball team and sat up late nights with her helping her complete homework. On the weekends, they'd hike nature trails and he taught her different useful skills both in the house and outdoors. She'd hand him tools while he was building something, and he'd be there cheering her on every time she learned a new skill.

Now, his wonderful Rory was pressing her beautiful, newly adult body against him and he felt himself responding in a way that seemed initially felt distinctly un-fatherly to him.

"You deserve it, baby girl. I'm glad you like it."

She hugged him a moment longer, then released him as she said, "I'm going to get some twinkle lights to hang up inside here! I can't wait to decorate!"

She smiled and he winked back at her as she ran back into the house to hunt for the decor.

He watched her jogging up the steps to the house through the back window and took the opportunity to linger in the moment, attempting to reckon with this new sensation.

He sat on the edge of the bed, painfully aware of the erection in his pants. 'Thank god she hadn't noticed,' he thought. 'She must have been too excited.'

The faint smell of her lingered in the air, and absently, he reached down to unzip and start stroking himself. He realized as he picked up the old, deeply familiar rhythm that he hadn't jacked off in ages. It had been a while since he felt sexual, and as his ex had gotten colder he had mostly just tucked that part of himself away. He might rub a quick, compulsory one out in the shower on occasion, but that was simply flashing back to whatever cliché, busty fantasies he had mentally adopted as a young man.

This spark of desire was different, blazing a hot, illicit trail through his veins and evoking forbidden thoughts. Stroking his dick to full stiffness, he decided he had a few minutes and wanted to ride this unexpected wave. It felt wrong but equally thrilling to be doing so in his daughter's space, but he also felt entitled since he'd purchased it for her.

As he undid his pants all the way and leaned farther back into the fluffy white pillows on the bed, he realized he had nearly forgotten how enjoyable the sensations were while contemplating a new sexual conquest. So wrong but so right to lean into this moment after this long, breast-pressing hugs.

But as he licked his hand and began fisting his heated rod, visions flooded his mind of his beautiful daughter. Her long legs came further into view with each stroke. In his minds eye, her clothing began to disappear and he found himself wondering if she shaved between her legs. His breath caught and he squeezed his cock tighter, almost punishingly as his imagination complied a rendering of her naked body. Legs spread wide, how would her sweet little pussy lips look laid bare? How responsive were those young little nipples be on her big, juicy, round breasts?

Leaning all the way back, he spread his legs wide, openly and wetly stroking his raw cock and whispering, "Rory, oh sweet Rory, come to daddy pretty little baby. That's it, angel, come sit on top of daddy just like that. Spread those legs wide. Show me those sweet breasts baby, let daddy feel how big you've grown. It's time to give daddy a taste..."

His eyes closed, he jerked himself harder and moaned, cock more rigid than it had been in years. Something felt deeply right about allowing himself to indulge in this fantasy. Compelled by how strongly his anatomy was reacting, he didn't allow himself to attach any judgement to what was happening.

After such a long stretch of struggle, he and Rory were finally free of the madness and could relax and settle into their new, unburdened lives. He deserved a reward too, and damn but it was nice to feel so alive again.

His forehead furrowed above his closed eyes as he sunk deeper into the fantasy. "That's it baby, move with daddy. Just like that, show me how that beautiful body needs daddy's touches. Feel my fingers all over you, in your secret places? It's good to let daddy touch you, honey, be a good girl for daddy. It's ok baby, just open up for daddy. I'm trying to show you how much I love you...."

His cock was making loud, obscene wet sounds as he noisily strangled it, using the eager little jets of pre-cum to further lubricate his masturbation. He couldn't believe how excitedly his body was reacting, he felt like he was a teen again, full of spitfire and cum and desperate to get the demons out. In his mind she was smiling as she felt her father's hands roam across her body, as she felt her tight little body slide down her father's cock for the first time.

"My sweet, precious Rory..." he moaned.

"Dad?!" He suddenly heard his angel daughter's voice, not reacting to his imagined sexual advances in his fantasy but rather in real life, her confused tone echoing around the metal and wood interior of the new sprinter van.

His eyes shot open, shock keeping his boner stiff as he took in the vision of his gorgeous daughter standing in the doorway. Her eyes were as wide as dinner plates as she stood frozen, a bag of decorations in one hand.

Some alchemy cemented the Rory in his mind to the real one in the moment, the shock to the system and sense of revelation coalesced into one. Although his sizable cock stood up as an obscene monument to his newfound lust for his daughter, it was in his heart where he could feel the greatest change- his capacity for loving his daughter shifted somehow, revealing a previously unknown chasm of intimacy yet to be explored. He became aware that his love for his daughter was only growing, in a precious and profound (although perhaps unconventional) way.

Although logically he could tell it might seem inappropriate, he could sense on a cellular level that this shift was special and sacred. This deeper kind of love and desire to connect had to be explored, and shared with her. He suddenly felt desperate for her to experience it too, to yearn to be bonded as deeply as he was envisioning.

In that instant, he resolved himself- he would build the most sacred bond between a father and daughter possible. The one honored by deepest, ancient instinct.

"Come in, Rory, and shut the door behind you. I have something new to teach you."

"Dad..." clearly at a loss for words, she hesitated in the doorway. She glanced behind her, grateful for the privacy around their driveway and decided to hurry inside if for no other reason than to preserve her father's dignity before a neighbor might happen to walk by.

Shutting the door, she turned back to her father, sprawled on the spacious bed, stiff red cock standing at attention in her father's hand.

He adopted the same confident, unhurried tone he always did when explaining something new to her, but never before had she been exposed to his nudity this way.

"Dad, what are you doing?" Her incredulous tone stirred something inside of him. Doubling down on his resolve not to feel judgment or shame during this experience, instead he allowed his heart to swell full of love. Special, new, sexual love layered in among years of long established fatherly love, coiling together and filling him deep in his guts with a sense of purpose.

"Come here, Rory. I want you to see. Look at what I'm doing. Come sit down next to me."

Slowly, with impossible bravery, he tenderly stroked his hefty shaft in full view of his daughter. Her expression showed a strange mix of shock and disbelief, but possibly also with an subtle undertone of curiosity.

"Dad, I don't think this is ok..." she said as she approached cautiously. His eyes were on hers as she stared intently at his methodical, unhurried stroking.

"Baby girl, you know I've taught you everything else you know. It's only natural I should teach you about your body's instinctive processes. Watch."

As she sat reluctantly at the very edge of the bed next to him, he moved over making more room for her. She didn't move farther in on her own, so he wrapped his free arm around her waist, pulling her closer. Eyes wide and eyebrows high, she didn't resist and simply allowed him to pull as she took in every detail of the swollen phallus before her.

"Baby girl, something special is happening here. You know daddy loves you very much, right?"

"But dad, you're not supposed to... to get hard for your daughter." She whispered the word 'hard' in a way that made his blood race faster.

"Rory, just relax and let me show you what I mean. This kind of instinct runs too deep to be ignored."

She suddenly felt rigid as he tried to pull her into a laying position next to him. "Lay back, Rory. Just relax. It's time for you to trust me while I teach you something new."

Her white tank top shifted as he pulled her down to lay on the bed. Her eyes were finally torn away from his beating red cock and looked nervously up to meet his eyes.

"It's ok, baby. Just trust daddy. You're going to like this. Now that you're all grown up, it's time to learn about your instincts."

Outside the windows, the warm, sunny afternoon faded slowly towards sunset, and shadows gradually fell across the lawn. Rory watched in disbelief as her father pulled his pants the rest of the way off, and unbuttoned his flannel.

Carl smiled down reassuringly at his nervous, lovely young daughter. He ran his fingers lightly over her white tank top, tracing the neckline that flaunted her large natural breasts and touching the pink bra lace that had been exposed there. She lay still, reluctantly observing.

"Have you ever tried to touch yourself, baby?" He whispered huskily, then gently kissed her cheeks and planted a chaste kiss on her closed lips. His naked body was laying close enough to touch her tan skin, his rigid penis gently brushing the bare skin of her tanned thigh.

Eyes still wide in shock, she shook her head against the pillow, which spilled her curly blonde hair farther around her head like a halo.

"Awww, so innocent baby. I like hearing that actually, I'd rather be the first one to show you."

Lightly, his finger tips traced down her neck and across the tan curves of partially exposed breast. Propped up on his left arm, his right hand continued expiring her cleavage.

"That's it baby, you're being a very good girl. Just keep your eyes on me and breathe deep and slow, baby while I touch you." He ran his hand across the clad globes of her chest as she watched, then spread his fingers across her abdomen, feeling gentle muscles there and raising goosebumps on her skin as he pulled her shirt up slowly to reveal first her charmingly little belly button, then the pale pink bra.

Shamelessly, he slithered his hand back down her bare belly, causing her to breath in suddenly. He moved his hand back to his cock, hanging freely in the air and wanked a couple of casual strokes to keep it firm. His eyes stayed on hers as he explored her at his leisure, taking his time while she breathed in shaky bursts, unsure of what to expect next.

"Good girl, very good girl," his velvety whispers tickled her ear. Her father's hand was warm but she was so unsure of what was happening.

He pulled at the buttons along the sides of her athletic shorts, releasing them from her body, and smiled down at the matching pink cotton panties revealed underneath. He spread his wide palm across them and could feel that she had in fact shaved her pussy. A gentle warmth pulsed back against his hand, and he sighed in expectant pleasure, drawing in a deep and satisfied breath that carried sweet eddies of her pussy scent upon it. He was savoring this sweet exploration of his pure, virginal daughter.

"That's it, baby, just relax as daddy touches you."

Although she didn't appear more relaxed, she allowed him to shift her legs wider, settling his naked body in a seated position inside the crook of her bent right knee.

He leaned back towards her over her flexed hip onto his elbow and side. He smiled reassuringly into his daughter's shocked face as the hand that had just fondled her pussy through her panties worked his cock in his fist a few times. The oozing tip kissed along the inside of her spread open thigh. He propped her pillow up so she could watch the inappropriate ways he was touching her. "This is a new way for me to show you how much I love you, angel."

"Daddy..." she whispered, clearly scared. She began to reach her hands out to stop his jerking and he caught both her hands In his. He pulled her shirt over her head and wrapped the fabric to bind her hands there above her head, leaving him unrestricted access to her nearly naked, rip young body.

"Damn, baby girl, it feels good to hear you call me that when you have so few clothes on, honey."

Her eyes stared uncertainly up into his as his fingers traced her breasts again, this time gently pulling a bit of skin up out of the bra cup. Each stroke revealed a new inch closer to her precious, sweet little nipples. After visualizing them in his mind while masturbating to her only moments ago, he felt seized by a fiery conviction to see them now, to lasciviously explore every sexy inch of his baby and demonstrate intimately all the newfound love he felt for his daughter. He didn't want to spook her though, so he was taking this seduction at an erotically agonizing pace. He had a plan.

"Baby girl, you remember health class, right? You were too shy to study the chapter on sex ed with me before. Now I'm going to test your knowledge to see how much you learned. Daddy's going to make sure you learn everything you need to know!" She grimaced but he pressed on, "first we start with sexual anatomy. You're going to let me touch you naked, and see that pretty, pert little angel body. And you're going to watch the effect it has on me."

He rumbled this into her ear, kissing down her neck and continuing to tickle her breast flesh free from her bra. She gasped as he spoke the illicit words, and shook her head back and forth in a 'no' pattern where she rested on the pillows.

Her father smiled so close to her, stilling her head shaking by bringing his lips to hers, this time kissing her longer. Although she still didn't open her mouth, she could feel her father's lips part against hers, felt his warm, wet mouth move in a distinctly in-fatherly way against hers. She could also feel the gentle jerking motions while he simultaneously stroked his hand up and down his huge, swollen cock.

She loved her father so much, had always cherished and respected him as the only stable force in her family growing up. She didn't understand what was happening now.

Her hands bound above her head tangled, her breasts were forced forward in her bra and she gazed on now as her father's tickling fingers finally brought enough of her tit flesh out of the bra cup that the areolas became visible.

"Ooohhhh sweet baby Rory, I think we are getting somewhere," her father cooed from on top of her. She drew in a breath in anticipation as his big, strong daddy fingers finally pulled her nipples into view.

Her bra basically acted as a bolster, propping her now naked, huge, jiggling breasts up and on display for her father's sensual inspection.

"Ahhh my angel, god you've grown so big! Look at these, they are incredible!" In awe, he slow-motion jiggled one and then the other in his hands. "Rory, what do you think? How do you feel?"

"Daddy, don't," she whispered in a pained way, aware she couldn't stop him but trying to block out what she felt was coming. She closed her eyes against the scene unfolding.

"Baby, this is part of your studying. You've got to work with your study partner to learn. I'll bet you big baby girl breasts are sensitive, aren't they? I mean Christ, look how big they've grown! They need special attention!"

Carl's fingers breezed across the obscenely exposed smooth, soft tit flesh. He traced agonizingly slow circles around her nipples without actually touching them, watching her reaction.

"Describe what's happening, baby," her father prompted her lovingly, kissing her eyes open again.

Blinking, she watched as her own delicate little nipples traitorously stiffened at her father's touches. He praised her finally looking at what he was doing by bringing his fingers down at long last to gently, directly tweak each nipple.

Unbidden, a sound like a soft cry of pleasure escaped her lips.

"Oh, baby girl likes it?" Carl grinned in an almost wicked way, continuing to gently fondle his daughter's naked, exposed breasts as he lay naked on top of her. "Describe it, Rory, and I'll do it again."

"Daddy, please don't..." she whispered pleadingly, almost begging her father to stop this sweet torture. But as his fingers tweaked the stiffening pink nubs in succession again, she cooed involuntarily in time with his illicit touches and she started to give in. She desperately wished she could deny that it was a tantalizing sensation.

"Daddy, you're touching my breasts. You're working your fingers across my nipples and making them hard. I can't help it, though daddy, I swear!"

"I know, princess," he nuzzled his face into her cleavage, vibrating the giant tits as he pressed them along either side of his humming face. He milked her nipples with each thumb as he burrowed his head in the warmth he found there. He could hear and feel the nervous pitter patter of her heart in her chest as he gently, lovingly molested his topless daughter. "Very good, baby girl. And what do mommies use their nipples for, my sweet Rory?"

Her big brown eyes stretched further open in incredulity as her father posited the obscenely inappropriate question.

Barely a whisper, her voice eked out, " nursing their babies..."

"That's right, angel, just like this..." and she watched in shock and horror as her own father lapped his tongue out to lick her sweet little berry. Despite her desperate wish for her body to stop responding to her father's sexual advances, her stubborn little nipples remained enthusiastically taught, straining up towards her father's lewd, smiling mouth.

Keeping his eyes locked on hers, he opened his mouth and then loving latched onto her succulent breast. He lapped his tongue at it while tugging expertly with his lips. The suckling was exquisite, and he couldn't help but close his eyes and furrow his brow as if he were tasting the most succulent exotic fruits at a Michelin star restaurant.

He was lost in deep focus, expertly applying a tactful rhythm of suction force and swirling tongue action that Rory couldn't help herself- she emitted a true and genuine, guttural moan of pleasure. It was conjured from deep in her belly where a strange new sensation was coiling, burning brighter and brighter inside her the more her father touched her.

Encouraged by his daughter's bodily response and confident he would soon win her over entirely, he switched off of that breast with a wet plopping sound and quickly settled onto the other breast. He was exceptionally pleased to see the swelling in her breasts that had taken place with all the attention- the entire globe of the breast was warmer, the pale gold areola was puffed out to an additional degree all terminating in a radiant red raspberry of stiff, succulent nipple glory. He swore he could faintly feel her pulse beating through her engorged flesh and into his sense, suckling lips.

"Gid, these are glorious," he mumbled appreciatively around a full mouth. More and more of her breast was getting sucked into the suction of his warm wet daddy mouth.

"Daddy, you're... you're nursing on me!" Rory squeaked out in her sweet, little girl voice. It was like music to his ears, ensuring his dick stayed at maximum stiffness as he fondled and sucked without restriction at his daughter. Shifting, he reached one hand up to play with the nipple he wasn't drooling over while his other hand reached back down and stroked his incestuously hard daddy cock. He took advantage of the way she was pinned down and traced his cock-stroking fingers across her panty-clad pussy.

She could feel his warm, wet lips spread in a lewd smile where they were pressed against her pale breast flesh, hungrily gobbling her stiff berry in his mouth. He grinned as he suctioned the nipple deeper back against his tongue, proud beyond words to feel how wet his daughter's sweet little pussy was becoming. She needs daddy to pin her down, to kiss her, touch her, molest her.

He knew she didn't want to be getting wet from his touches, and that made him relish it all the more. His sexy little angel couldn't help herself, she needed daddy to teach her these things. And he was absolutely up to the task.

"Baby, I'm so proud of you..." he came up for air for a moment, smiling as he affectionately rubbed a curled knuckle against the hardening, tiny nub underneath her soaking panties. Every inch of her was responding to daddy just as he'd hoped. "I can feel how excited you are, angel. Has anyone ever touched you here, baby?"

Rory felt so embarrassed at feeling her father fingerling her and confused about the way her body was responding, she had closed her eyes again. "No daddy, I'm still pure. No one has ever touched me. That is until you, tonight."

"That's perfect baby. That's because daddy is the right one to teach you these things. The only man who can show you the right way is the one that loves you the most. I created you, baby. My semen made you, and you grew perfectly to take more of it." He was getting ahead of himself but couldn't help it. Carl stroked his cock, dabbing the precum along her exposed inner thigh and then tapping the hot, hard length against her hyper sensitive, panty-clad cunt. She gasped, involuntarily pushing back at it a title, and he could tell she was ready. She needed more daddy.

He stroked his cock in a self-assured way, taking his time. The wet noises of his precum lubricatibg his shaft as he fisted it mere millimeters above her pussy mingled with the succulent sounds and sensations of her father's wet mouth assertively nursing at her exposed breasts.

Her pants began to culminate in larger breaths, and pinned as she was and unsure how else to move, she arched her back pressing her breasts farther into Carl's thirsty mouth and presenting her body as even more available to him.

He chuckled, knowing she hadn't meant to and not letting the chance slip away to reward the inadvertently lewd act.

"Ok, baby girl is ready for some more. I'm so proud of how grown up you're acting with me. It's ok to moan and tell daddy how much you like it, how good it feels. Get sexy with daddy, baby." He slid his hand across her soaking panties again, dipping his head low between her legs to inhale deeply. He slid her panties down her legs and off her, and she attempted to roll around out of his grip since she was finally unpinned.

"Oh no you don't!" Carl said, holding her torso steady again and coming back up to smile possessively into her face. He leaned down and kissed her mouth wantonly this time. Her genuine surprise allowed him to open her mouth, and this time her father's tongue owned her, penetrating deep and sweeping around. She felt his hands on her and realized he was removing her bra. She was now completely naked, pinned under her very horny father and had no means to stop him doing whatever he wanted to her.

Unable to stop the onslaught of his exploring tongue in her mouth, she danced hers cautiously around his. Instantly encouraged, her grabbed his daughters hips and thrust himself against her groin on instinct, not quite connecting in the right way to penetrate her but close enough to feel the wet heat of her eager, dripping wet, untouched little snatch.

He kissed her passionately as he ground his naked body into hers, and overwhelmed with sensation as she was she didn't stop him as he shifted her open legs wider to accommodate him.

"My little virgin angel likes when daddy penetrates her, you like feeling daddy's tongue push inside you in your wet little mouth, don't you?" He pressed a finger in Ali g her tongue and some instilled instinct taught her to suck on it.

Beaming, he shifted his swollen erection against her spread-open, naked hips. He had another kind of penetration on the brain.

He took a deep breath, forcing himself to slow down. He wanted to savor this sacred connection-building. His heart beat with pride for how well her body was receiving his, but he wanted to win her heart through this as well. It suddenly felt so important to him that they bond at every possible level.

Pulling back from her lips, he kissed down her neck and across her breasts, whispering "good girl, good girl" every time he landed another kiss across her heated flesh.

She didn't want to like it but couldn't help herself from arching her back again, seeking more praise and kisses, sensing herself subliminally succumb to his incestuous seduction. Legs splayed wide, naked body bared and nipples stiff against her father's chest, she felt this special sense of bonding. They were sharing an ancient, sacred rite between fathers and daughters. One that ran too deep in instincts to ignore.

"That's it baby, good girl, you're responding to daddy so well." Carl continued kissing down his daughter's exposed and writhing body, grinning proudly as she arched up into him again and keeping a careful ear out for the way each moan and sigh escaped her lips, creating a map in his mind of where and how she liked to be touched, kissed and sucked most.

Arms free now that he had completely bared her glorious, massive breasts, she no longer tried to push him away. Instead, she wrapped her arms around his muscular shoulders and threaded her fingers into his hair.

He continued kissing down her belly and didn't pause before slurping an especially lewd streak straight across her leaking wet slit.

"Daddy!" She cried out, holding his head in place to feel him do it again. His lewd smile was back against her flesh as he expertly licked the delicate, virginal cream out of his angel baby's tight, never-before touched little pussy. He was owning his daughter in every possible way, and couldn't be a prouder father.

"Describe what I'm doing baby. Show me what you've learned."

"Daddy, you're spreading my legs wide so you can taste my pussy- you're licking the cream out of my virgin little hole. God, that tongue- dad it feels so amazing! Please don't stop, I've never felt like this!"

His curly head appeared just above her shaved little mound where she was eagerly clutching his hair. His mischievous eyes twinkled as he said, "No one will ever make you feel as good as your own father, princess."

With that, he kneeled up, rising above her body as she moaned and panted and sighed in heated pleasure. He pulled on his cock, stretching it obscenely towards her seeping slit. It had been hard for so long he felt like his balls might explode, but he understood the importance of slow rolling this.

"Daddy, you keep touching your... your..."

"My what baby? What is this?" He waved his stiff, veiny cock around above her pussy, pointing it almost accusatorially towards her face for a moment. She smiled for the first time since her father had started touching her. She was finally starting to understand how this was dirty and why it felt so good to indulge.

"Daddy, that's your penis. You keep pulling on it and making it hard." Her illicit, naughty little grin finally matched her fathers, and he beamed in pride and lustful daddy-incest-love.

He took both her hands and placed them on his shaft while looking straight into her eyes. He came towards her face, making her hands stroke him as he bent down and replied, "Say 'daddy's cock' baby. I want to hear those nasty words come out of your sweet angel lips, baby."

She gazed wantonly up at her father, stroking his thick shaft as he hovered mere inches over her and said, "I caught my daddy yanking his big cock while thinking of me, making it hard for me. I think he wants to slide this stuff cock deep inside of me."

He kissed her then as she jerked him, a lewd, wet sexual kiss as he pivoted his pelvis obscenely towards hers and humped deep into her tight fists as she lovingly squeezed him.

"That's right baby. And daddy's cock was getting so big and hard for you princess. Daddy was thinking about touching your naked body when you caught me." He knew he was falling deep down a rabbit hole there was no way back from, and he wanted to drag his daughter down there with him and stay for all eternity. He had never known this much erotic power or built up potential before.

"Daddy, all for me?" She replied, smirking.

His incestuous grin turned all too serious as he rumbled, "oh yes, baby girl you'll be taking all of this deep inside you."

The sudden severity in his face and voice caught her off guard.

He kneeled back up and ran his hand possessively down across her heated little pussy again, spreading her lips wide open to catch a lewd glance in an entitled way. Instinctively this time, she opened her legs wide for her father, welcoming him into the most sacred, private part of her body. He held up his right hand, and tilted it palm-up. As she watched propped up on her elbows, he slid the thick middle finger up her slit twice, making her moan, then finally sunk it slowly, deliberately inside of her.

Instantly, he rejoiced at the wet, constricting warmth of her walls. Her pussy closed in so tight around him he had to fight not to come right there. He gazed down proudly at his daughter as he began gently sliding his finger in and out of her, watching her stroke his cock and learn the motions he preferred as she played with it for the first time.

With his free hand, he reached down to tweak her wobbling breasts, then tugged a nipple straight up into the air, forcing her to raise her whole torso with it.

He held her in a sitting position while fingering her as he spread his kneeling legs wide open, exposing their open pelvises to each other.

"That's it baby, stroke daddy hard, and go at the same pace you feel my finger sliding into you. You like that, baby?"

"Yes daddy," she breathed erotically, reaching her face out to his to initiate a passionate kiss all by herself. He took up tweaking her nipples again to reward her while slowly, regularly pulsing his thick, strong finger in and out of her wet snatch.

She matched his pace marveling at the huge red cock in her hands.

"Daddy, what's this?" She asked curiously, strangulating his member upward and exposing several droplets of clear liquid oozing out of the slit at the tip.

"Rory, that's my precum. It's a special gift my cock makes for you, before all my sperm comes out."

"Daddy... are you going to ejaculate? Like I learned about in class?" For the first time since leaning into the naughtiness, Rory looked reluctant again. Carl was not risking loosing the ground they had gained together. He was absolutely going to fucking explode inside his daughter, but he didn't want to scare her away.

He ignored her question, and instead took a hold of his cock, carefully lining it up with her tiny, swollen clitty and watching her face light up and all fear and doubt wash away as he smeared his genetic fluids against the most sensitive bit of her entire body. He finger fucked her in that same deep rhythm while titillating her clitoris, envisioning a few of his strong, healthy sperm loose in his precum soaking into the absorbent tissues of his daughter's sex.

He grunted in lust as his cock rubbed her, feeling through the uber sensitive helmet as her virginal little clit hardened eagerly at the contact. She was so fucking ready for her father's incest, he felt certain.

She leaned back a bit on her hands, arching her back and swiveling her hips as her father stroked her clit externally and exfoliated her pussy on his hairy daddy middle finger internally. She was putty in his hands, all doubt forgotten and moaning now in open sexual pleasure.

"That's it baby, just relax and feel how good daddy will make you feel. Just like I promised." He leaned her back down and moved his body on top of hers.

He continued to wedge his cock against her stiff, tiny clitty, sensing his growing load of semen as it bulged in his hanging balls.

He spread his little baby's virgin legs wide around his hips and linked them behind his back as his hips swiveled that familiar pattern against her.

He kissed her open-mouthed again, pleased with how enthusiastically she kissed back now.

"Baby, touch your father's testicles. That's it, reach back and cup them gently. Fuck baby, that feels so nice. You remember from class what they are for, right?"

"Daddy, this is where all your sperm is, isn't it? They are so big!"

"Yes baby, you're lucky to have a daddy with really big balls. But you're even luckier baby- because I made every steaming hot drop of semen them just for you."

"But, but daddy, isn't it wrong..." Rory mumbled.

Carl jostled her breasts before she could speak (or think) anymore.

He slid his cock around at her sopping wet entrance while trying to capture a loose, jiggling breast in his hungry mouth again.

In one fell swoop, he had aligned his raging hard, desperately eager cock at her entrance and wasted no time pushing in. At the same moment his lips clasped thirstily around her breast and he imagined the nipple spraying special, secret milk across his tongue as he suckled authoritatively. It was clear there would be no more questions about them proceeding.

"Holy fuck," he rumbled into her delectable breast as his cock instantly began sinking into the most divine heaven a father could imagine. Every millimeter of constricting, tight wet warmth bathed his entire body in a sense of such absolute rightness that he was certain he would never, ever regret this.

As he pushed into his shocked, beautiful virgin daughter, he shuddered deeply and mouthed against her lips before kissing her, "daddy's home!"

He pulled his soaking wet cock back a few inches, then pushed back into her, rumbling out again, "Daddy's home!"

He felt a delicate membrane give way as he rammed deeper into her, and almost came at the prospect of taking her virginity.

"Daddy!" Rory yelled out, likely in shock at being penetrated and pain of being pulverized.

He kissed her deeply again, setting off more butterflies in her stomach and not allowing her thoughts to catch up with her.

"Baby, this part is special, it's called penetration. It felt good when daddy was rubbing his finger inside you before, right?"

He was picking up his pace, fucking his cock into her a little faster and carrying the 'education' at a quicker clip. His hips pumped obscenely into her untouched snatch as she tried to catch her breath.

She bit her lip for a moment in anxiety unsure of whether to answer properly and risk encouraging him more. The way her cotton candy lips caught in her teeth made her look good enough to eat. Carl felt so impossibly good inside her, he wasn't stopping now.

"Baby girl, it's natural for girl's daddies to get hard for their daughters. And some girls are extra lucky, and get to have their daddy teach them all about that deep and special love. You earned this penetration, angel!"

He stared deeply into her eyes, tweaking a nipple as he guided his cock deep inside his tight young daughter. "I love you so much honey. Don't you feel it?"

He brought his other hand up to tweak and milk both her nipples in unison. It made her bite her lip deeper and he could see the lust conquering the fear as they duked it out behind her eyes.

"Tell me baby. I need to hear you say it," Carl whispered urgently. He reached down between them and stroked a finger across her clit while sliding deep into her. "This is how much I love you angel, this is how good I can make you feel."

An erotic moan erupted out of his angelic daughter and he knew he had her then. She squeezed gently on his bulbous, overfill nut sack as she whispered back, "I love you so much daddy, I want more of your touches."

"Baby girl, use your hand to touch your breast. Play with yourself there. That's it, make that nipple stiff right in between us baby. Now press your beautiful, bouncing breast up against daddy's chest. Touch daddy's nipple baby. Fuck yeah, like that baby. Feel it get hard?"

"Oh wow daddy!"

"Yes baby, very good. Now press your pretty little nipple right up against daddy's stiff one. Good baby now do the same thing on the other side. Fuck baby I love how it feels when you rub your precious baby girl tits against me. We need to savor this all the time, angel. Now keep our nipples touching while daddy penetrates you, honey." Their bodies were profoundly connected.

Rory relished the incredible sensations, and in her pleasure she gentle fondled her father's tested again, eliciting the precise response she wanted. She looked up and salaciously whispered to her father, "I love you so much daddy, I want to feel that big daddy cock cum inside of me!"

Her naughty, knowing eye contact as she gently squeezed was too much for him.

He immediately felt an enormous release within- not just physically as his sperm began to eject deep into his daughter's unprotected womb at a shocking rate, but also on a soul level. It was as if the final veil lifted, and his bond to her became clad in gold for all eternity. His heart was so full of love, and he used every ounce of his passion and energy to piston his cock as deeply into his sweet virgin daughter as possible, uniting them forever as one.

He pumped his shaft so far inside of her he was sure he felt her cervix and his eyes gleamed as he sweated and grunted lustily, imagining the sperm he was eagerly ejaculating deep with in her passing directly through the cervix and swimming energetically north in search of the glorious prize of an egg. He imagined the tails of his strong, robust sperm snapping back and forth, propelling them forward as intensely as he was stuffing his cock into his baby's precious pussy.

"Aaagghhhhhh! Take it Rory, it's all for you!" He moaned out as he rhythmically pulsed into his daughter the same genetic material that had created her.

He felt her embracing him warmly, receiving her special daddy load for the very first time. He became aware she wasn't cumming with him and tweaked her sensitive little clitty again.

That sent her over the edge and he got to bear whiteness to her very first orgasm, watching it externally and feeling the sensory pulsations internally.

Suddenly, her pussy was lapping eagerly at his rod as he expelled his life force inside her, matching his intensity. Her tiny, tight cervix sucked eagerly at him, riding each wave of sperm farther north as her muscles constricted involuntarily in hopes of becoming inseminated.

Rory gasped and moaned in a heavenly reverie as her father ground his naked pelvis lewdly on top of her. But to them it felt like a spiritual portal to heaven had opened in their sexual union, which could only be activated through incestuous penetration.

"I love you! I love you!" Rory kept gasping as her father came down from his long orgasm. He was amazed how much spunk he had created to pump into his daughter and chalked it up to divine intervention, as if God himself was blessing this sacred, loving union. Like heaven was ordering them to 'go forth and multiply.' Carl was certain it was a kind of blessing.

Rory was lost in deep, rolling waves of pleasure and love, eagerly receiving every drop her father pumped into her while riding through her first daddy-induced orgasm.

Although she had not recovered fully, Carl felt he had. Upon no vestige of the dreaded 'post nut clarity' he again assumed this union was holy and ordained.

Eager to explore the exceptional gift of sensual flesh in front of him, he began nursing again at her breasts. His cock had not yet softened and he remained enthusiastically penetrating her, holding his semen inside her where it would most effectively fertilize her like a cork stopping up a wine bottle while her involuntary contractions did the rest.

She continued whispering her confessions of lustful love for her father while he lavished her breasts. He suckled expertly, imagining he was drawing out stream after shooting stream of tasty, warm mother's milk.

"Rory you're beyond perfect," her father praised her, "such a good fucking girl" as he switched to eagerly milk the other breast.

"Yes daddy, nurse me just like that. I love you, I love feeling you push inside me. I want to be your good girl and keep this special secret lust with you forever." She held his head tightly to her breasts as he sucked, and he noticed her voice rising again. Trusting his gut instinct, he tweaked her hyper sensitive clitty again while nursing and she spun out into a shocking new sensation- her first ever nipple-gasm.

As her father nursed lustily from her jiggling tits, her sweet little pussy began contracting around his cock again, sending him back into spirals of heaven himself. Except this time, the overt nipple stimulation caused her to actually squirt, all across her father's naughty cock as it fucked back in and out of her. His hips felt compelled to gyrate deeply into her, a deep ancestral yearning answered.

Although he had already shot a massive load inside her, his love for her overcame and a spare, auxiliary stream of fresh hot semen came shooting down his shaft and deep inside Rory.

Mad with lust, he hunched up over her, hoisting her hips up on his thighs a bit to create a vessel to better hold his sperm inside her as he pumped avidly. He created in his daughter a chalice into which he wholeheartedly dumped every ounce of energy and biology.

He pumped into her the sacred way only a father can fill his precious daughter, bathing her virginal, holy womb with the same jizz from which God has created her.

Cumming inside her a second time was beyond spiritual. She held him so close, legs and arms wrapped impossibly tightly around him as he forced himself as deeply into her sacred place as he could. Depositing within her every drop she had earned and more.

He fucked every electrolyte out of their bodies. Sweating like they would never get water again, panting like they might never catch their breath, they truly became one. The moans and sighs shuddered from one chest into the next, back and forth.

"Fuck, baby, daddy's blasting that pussy open! Ride that cock, baby girl, drink in every drop of daddy jizz!"

The air in the van felt think, like they were surrounded in a pungent shroud containing their naughty secret. The pillows had fallen mostly to the floor and Rory's golden hair was a sexy, tumbled mess.

As her father slowly came back to himself, he smiled at her, gently brushing the hair back away from her face. She had never looked more angelic than with that healthy flush in her cheeks, her skin glowing and eyes twinkling. He shuddered happily, thinking of how full her precious little womb must be with billions of his hot, steaming sperm all racing each other towards their singular goal.

They chuckled for a moment, recalibrating. Carl finally felt his cock subside after what seemed like hours. It had long since turned dark outside the windows. As he felt himself slip out of her, he rolled over and cradled her in his arms. She felt extremely happy, and sore and a million other things but all of that felt eclipsed by a sense of exhaustion that washed over her.

Her father leaned over to the fridge and grabbed some cool waters that he had stocked in earlier to make sure the fridge was working properly. They drank deeply, and he kissed her eyes closed. She was asleep before his lips left her skin.

- - -

She slowly came to, laying in a strange bed, realizing she was naked but not cold. She felt someone move behind her, spooning her tightly. Her eyes stayed closed but she couldn't help the smile spreading her lips as her fathers musky scent surrounded and everything from the night before came back.

She was facing out towards the open interior of her brand new sprinter van. She felt her father's hands roaming possessively around her naked body, unshy and touching any part of her they pleased.

Her father's warm voice rumbled in her ear, "good morning sunshine," as pale blue pre-dawn light filtered in the windows. She could hear the smirk in his voice too as every dirty detail from the night before replayed across their minds.

"This bed is special, baby- it'll always be where I took you virginity. Every time you lay on it I want to to remember what daddy did to you, the ways I made you feel. The ways I touched you here..."

His hands fondled her DDD breasts. Laying on her side as she was, they were perky and wildly jiggling. He had his way, tossing them around and tweaking her sensitive nipples again.

Not even fully awake yet, she just smiled and allowed the delectable sensations to wash over her. Her sensitive little berries perked right up at his touch.

Feeling entitled, he leaned over her, raising her right breast to his lips and drinking deeply upon it, while keeping his cock cupped tight against her ass. He ran his hand along her thigh, slapping her naked ass cheek and hitching her right leg up over his hip, out of the way to expose to his latest erection again.

It was like he was checking if or when she may try to oppose him again but she offered no objection.

"Good morning daddy, oohhh that feels really good!"

"That's my good girl," he mumbled encouragingly around her stiffening nipple while holding it cradled delicately in his teeth.

"Just relax and let daddy touch you like this. Daddy's going to give you a secret, erotic massage baby, like last night." His right hand spread her legs apart wider and like a heat seeking missile he dove immediately back into her tight, wet slit. He molested her left breast while fingering her openly with his hand. She could feel his cock growing hot and stiff against her ass and could already feel him grinding it against her subtlety.

"Daddy's diddling you baby girl, do you like that? Secret, sexy fondles from your loving dad. Fuck baby, you're so hot! The way you let me touch you, it makes me so hard. My sexy little angel! You like feeling your father's strong hands all over your naked, dripping wet body, don't you babe. Good girl acting so grown up for your old man."

"Oh yeah, oooh yes daddy, I love you! I love all of you and I love when you touch all of me!"

"Good girl, baby," he mumbled into her breast.

She whispered huskily, "... and I loved the way your big cock exploded deep inside me last night. Twice," she added impishly.

He grinned into her breast suckling her sensitive nipple in a teasing way.

She reached back and started stroking the stiff cock poking at her. He sighed in bliss and rested his head down against her ribs, almost overcome with joy at her instincts to touch him back, to respond to his advances. So much better than his wife had been, better than any lover he had taken. As the light gradually increased outside, he was again in awe of her gorgeous body.

Her breasts wobbled as he molested her more aggressively, making her giggle. He pinched one nipple while nursing on the other, then settled into a firm rhythm of forcing two strong daddy fingers into her wet and ready little pussy this time. She stroked him at the same pace that he finger fucked her, releasing the wildly wiggling breast to flop around on her chest as his breath came in harder and he made strained, cock-hard whispers of, "good girl, good girl, take it like a good girl."

His face became redder and a sheen of sweat broke out again as he moved his diddling hand. Before she realized it and without asking, Carl had snatched his now-very-stiff cock out of her stroking fist and lined it up at her entrance.

In one swift move, he pulled his hand back to her hip, gripped tightly and forced his way back into those crazy tight gates to heaven.

Instantly, his straining cock was relieved by the tight wetness it found there, snuggled into welcoming, constricting folds and feeling exactly like home.

"Fuuuuck baby you're so good!" He gushed lovingly into her ear as she poked her ass back at him, accepting his cock deeper back inside of her.

"Holy Christ Rory, you were literally built for me. You fit me perfectly and you know exactly what I want. You're an angel daughter, I couldn't ask for more!"

He groped at her breasts and fucked wildly into her while meeting her mouth for a sloppy and sensual kiss. His hand held her leg up over his so her pussy was wide open and he slammed himself forward into it over and over.

She moaned erotically back into his open mouth as his tongue claimed hers, inviting the savage beast within him to come out to play. He fucked into her harder and she met him stroke for stroke.

He suddenly flipped her lifted leg down and in a move that was as sexually aggressive as it was loving, he slid his body back on top of her missionary style, desperate to claim her again in the most fundamental, caveman-like way. His hormones were raging and he had never felt so alive sexually. He folded her legs up by her ears, nearly splitting her in half and shoving his cock immediately back into her wide open snatch.

At this angle it was so tight he almost couldn't force his own dick inside his baby girl. She squeaked in surprise, and he whipped his dick up to her surprised face for just a moment, forcing the shaft along her tongue in aN unexpected maneuver.

Even more shocked, Rory's mouth opened and he slid seamlessly inside this wondrous new orifice. Nearly shrieking against his invasive cock in shocked protest, he smirked as the angry vibrations tickled his sensitive cock head. She could taste her own pussy juices on his dick as it shoved in uninvited.

He liked being mischievous but he wasn't trying to torture her, so he slid out of her mouth and back down her body. Her look was angry but he moved her hands to hold her own legs open wide and then got right back to business trying to force himself inside her. The view and the feeling together of her spread eagle that way were unrivaled and was absolutely dying to blow.

"Daddy!" She hissed admonishingly.

"Baby I can't help it, this body of yours makes me wild. Ahhhh!" He added for comical emphasis, roaring like an untamed animal as he slid back into that glorious snatch crafted in heaven just for him.

She was astonishingly tight so he released one leg until he slid all the way inside her, up to the hilt, then he lifted her knee back to her ear and fucked his glorious princess. She couldn't believe how overfilled she felt, and craved release so badly. She watched her fathers eyes rolling back in his head in utter bliss, and had an idea.

She reached over and gently cradled his balls while applying delicate pressure. She felt so full she could burst, and as she gripped, Carl's eyes flew open.

"Daddy, cum inside me!" She said by way of trying to expedite his explosion.

"Fuck, baby girl, you know what this is? This isn't something you learned in health class. This isn't even a loving father teaching his sexy daughter about intimacy. This is about breeding!"

His voice was rumbling into a yell, his strong strokes rocking her whole body.

"Fuck yeah baby girl, you're my fertile little princess, and daddy's breeding you. RAW! I'm going to inseminate you, exploding load after load of sticky hot daddy jizz inside you until you make me a new little baby. I know it's uncomfortable but you're going to learn how to take your breeding little girl"

Heaving on top of her, his vivid eyes bore down into hers. The intensity was real as he fucked his raging cock down into her grasping hole.

"Daddy, it's- too- tight..." she squeaked out, closing her eyes and squeezing tears of shock and extreme intensity out of her little eyes while her father pounded his raw dick into her unprotected core.

Suddenly, his face morphed into a new expression and the words he was grunting out stopped making sense.

She felt splash after toxically hot incest splash of daddy spunk erupt deeeeeeep within her. She could feel his cock head nestled up tight against her back wall, spurting his seed illicitly into that secret place within her where she might make a baby.

Her breasts flopped around tightly with the concussive motions of his cock expelling inside her. The taut skin and puffy, stiff pink nipples dangling gloriously in front of his eyes as he fucked his all into her, breeding his daughter in a way she'd never forget.

"Fuuuuuuucccckkkkkkk!!!" Carl yelled into the warming, yellow sunshine now cascading across his bare back as he pumped Rory full.

Eyes still squeezed tight, she held her legs up like a good girl but definitely did not cum with all the abuse to her poor sore, virginal pussy.

She felt a final shudder before her father pushed off of her, rolling to the side. What had started as fun and exhilarating before dawn had grown into something wild and unpredictable, too much for her innocent mind.

Her father shuddered, coming back to himself rapidly and realizing how badly he had lost himself. He began covering her in kisses, all over hundreds of kisses, until it felt like thousands.

"My precious angel, my sweet baby girl. I'm so sorry Rory, I got carried away. I'm so sorry, honey, you were such a good girl for daddy..."

He could tell that she was upset and wouldn't be won over so easily.

He kissed her more, wet sensual kisses on her mouth, long lingering suckles across her breasts. He noticed she did perk up at those and kept at it for a while. He very gently spread her legs and licked at her sensitive little clitty while reaching up to stroke her nipples. He played at that for a while, gauging how wet her pussy was becoming again at his tender touches.

"Daddy, you went wild!" She accused him.

"Baby, I know, I'm sorry. Let me make it up to you."

He rolled on his back and pulled his naked daughter on top of him. "How about you be in charge, you decide how and where I touch you. You show me what makes you feel good."

She looked at him dubiously, sitting astride his abdomen, but then smirked at the idea.

Delicately, she leaned her torso forward, and fed one of her breasts to him. His fingers lovingly traced the smooth areola, tweaked to stiff pink nipple, smiled up at her, then gently began stroking the breast farther into his mouth. He used his tongue to lap at it lewdly and his lips to tug gently, while placing both hands around the massive globe of the breast.

Against her will, a satisfied moan escaped her lips, alerting him that he was on the right path. He shifted her farther down his groin until she was seated directly over his member, which was beginning to stir again.

Slowly, almost languorously, he passed back and forth between her spectacular breasts, worshiping each tit as was its due. He looked up lovingly into her eyes while suckling one tit, and tweaking the other in his free hand.

Rory was feeling herself, having pinned daddy right where she wanted him. She touched her own breasts, pulling them in and out of his mouth if she wanted, jiggling them as she dangled them both loose over his face, or holding his head in close, nearly suffocating him when he was particularly pleasurable, which he clearly loved. Her narrow waist widened into voluptuous, child-bearing hips that she stretched wide across her father's open groin.

She wasn't even conscious of the gentle humping pattern she instinctively moved to as her father nursed her methodically.

"That's it baby, nurse daddy, show me how good you can milk me baby. You can practice being a real good mommy, just pretend I'm your baby. A very, very thirsty baby."

She smiled at his naughty grin, at last coming around to his jokes after the rough early morning fuck. The way the sun glowed from behind her really made her appear illuminated the way the angels always looked in churches.

He gazed up in awe at this magnificent creature, gently riding his growing cock and feeding him her life-sustaining tits.

He suckled with gusto successfully distracting her, while his hands gently guided her wet pussy, rocking it back and forth as his incestuous daddy cock rose back to life inside her again.

Rory felt so powerful and erotic, she spread her hips wider on either side of her father's open cock. She liked feeling it spring bank to life under her, she knew she had her father under her spell. She understood in that moment that she alone had what he would crave so desperately every day. That they were designed to be joined in union, meeting each other's needs and soaking in each others wild lusts this way.

"That's it daddy, drink all of my special, yummy milk and fill your belly so that you can build lots of hot, sticky, white sperm to pump me full of over and over again."

With that, she took control, pushing her fathers hands off her hips and choosing to push herself down on her father's cock, adopting her own rhythm as she allowed him to nurse on her and pump into her. She could tell the moment she clenched intentionally that she had made him cum, and smiled victoriously when she started feeling the spasms spurt inside of her. She guided his fingers to her clitoris and he barely touched her before she was squirting her special, baby-girl sex juices all over him.

"Fuck yes baby, drench me while your tight little pussy slurps up every drop I have to pump into you!" Her father came in a gentler, more sensually connected way and she rode out her orgasm on top of him on her terms. The sprinkling of vaginal juices felt like a baptismal rite, further blessing to confirm their union.

"Yes daddy, yes, this is the way to breed your daughter- I love you daddy and I love feeling you fill me up inside and out. This is how I want you to touch me!"

She rocked her hips into a tornado of pleasure, applying just the right pressure in just the right places, and her father basked in the glow of his radiant princess, copulating at her own will on top of him and willfully becoming bred. He visualized his seed impregnating her as he fondled the bountiful breasts that dangled and swayed above him. He ran his hands over her taught stomach imagining it become round while carrying their child.

The way her tousled hair fell charmingly and the sunlight glinted off her youthful skin, he knew he had found his salvation. He knew he'd want to try to plant a baby in her every day for the rest of his natural born life.

As she slowed her rocking having accepted every drop of her fathers sperm she could take and then some, he pulled her down to catch her breath and cuddle with him. She fit perfectly inside his strong arms, and he gently sang her a song while running his fingers across her curled up form.

It was just the beginning of the adventures they'd have in that sprinter van.