risk-e-venture: A buddy of mine was hosting a sex party at his place out in the boonies. It wasn&rsq
risk-e-venture: A buddy of mine was hosting a sex party at his place out in the boonies. It wasn’t an orgy, or just a party that included sex, but more of an organized event. There were games with sexual themes and sexual consequences. Some of them were made up for this kind of thing, others were normal games with twists, like poker, but instead it was strip poker, played until everyone was covered in cum. I hadn’t been out that way since I dropped my daughter off at college at the beginning of the last semester, and no sooner had I had that thought than I saw her at the party. She looked very mature in her make-up, with her red hair down, and a sort of “farmers daughter” outfit. But it wasn’t like I wouldn’t recognize my own little girl. There was a huge crowd between us, even though we could see each other very clearly, and so I wasn’t able to rush over and drag her out of the party right away. Which was probably best, because the more I thought about it, the more I realized I had no right. After all, I remembered what I did in college, and she was a woman now. She worked, she was in school full time, and what she did to unwind, was, for the first time in her life, none of my business. So after a minute of fury… I calmed down, looked across the room at her, and raised my beer cup to her, giving her a smile that said “hey there” instead of “I’m judging you”. She smiled back and relaxed visibly, before raising her own glass.The rest of the night was tons of fun. I had my cock sucked by a half dozen beautiful strangers, and tit-fucked by another until she was wearing my cum. When I saw a group of people playing an adult version of spin the bottle, I laughed, but went over and sat down just to have a good time and see how things played out. When it was finally my turn, I gave the bottle a spin, waited, and then looked up to see… my daughter. She must have sat down and joined us at some point when I wasn’t looking. I licked my lips, suddenly dry, and looked to the host who drew a card. No one knew our relationship of course, so for everyone but the two of us, nothing out of the ordinary just happened. “Ten minutes in the closet” read the host, and everyone gave a quick cheer. Laughter was exchanged, and to prevent anything awkward from happening, I played along, got up, and went into the closet with my daughter. It was a good thing that card was drawn, because it was one of the few that would let me and my little girl get away with doing absolutely nothing. At least, that was what I thought. When we got into the closet, there was not a lot of light or space to work with. My daughter closed the door behind us, and I started to say “well this is awkward” with a little laugh, trying to make light of the situation. But as I said it, my daughter dropped to her knees and pulled my fly down as she went. I moved to back up, but I hit the wall behind my instantly, and she smiled up at me as I sputtered out “honey, what are you doing”?! She just kneeled there, smiling up at me with my cock in her hand. In seconds it was fully hard, a few seconds later it was as hard as a cock gets. It throbbed in her hand, and bulged with veins as she began to gently slide her hand up and down the length of it. “Well daddy,” she said with a smile. “The way I see it…” and with that she began slapping my cock against her cheek. Her skin was soft, and felt amazing as she ran the head of my cock along her face, and then she began slapping it against her cheek again. She was managing to do it, both casually, as if she were tapping a pencil on a desk, and provocatively, as if she were whipping her pretty little face with my cock because she got off on it. “…the only question we have to answer is; are you going to cum are your daughters pretty little face with or without feeling your cock in her mouth first?”. She stop smacking herself for a second, and moaned as she closed her eyes and ran my cock all along her face in long smooth strokes. “I want to hear you say it daddy. Please. For me. Say, ‘suck it baby’. Say it daddy, and I promise you you’ll like it. I couldn’t hold back another god damn second. “Suck it baby”, I commanded. And with a powerful moan she pushed my cock into her mouth and began sucking and stroking me for all she was worth. “thank you daddy” she whimpered in between sucks, again and again. Before our time in the closet was up, I had pumped what felt like a gallon of cum down my daughter’s throat, and into her waiting stomach. Later that night however, was a very different story. I found out that she had driven here with her roommate, and I arranged for that person to be somewhere else. When my daughter went to leave the party, she found that I was her only ride. I drove her back to the dorm in silence, and walked her up to her room. When she opened the door I went in first, pulling her behind me by her wrist and slamming the door closed behind. “Daddy!” she exclaimed, confused and half pleading. But I wasn’t hearing it. I dragged her to her bed, pulled her down over my knee, and tore her skirt off of her in one violent pull. My hand came down swiftly, and the CRACK of it smacking into her exposed ass-cheek must have been heard in rooms all the way down the hall. “Ow!” she cried. “Daddy wait!”, CRACK. Again and I again I slapped her little ass, until both cheeks were bright red and quivering. I raised my hand to smack her again, but then I smelled it, and I knew what was happening. I shoved my hand between her legs as she was thrown over my lap and grabbed her pussy, my hand instantly covered in her wetness as she was soaking. “This too!” I said angrily. “This is getting you off now?!” “Yes.” she whimpered pitifully, her pussy soaked as I got up and pulled her to the couch. Riiiiiiiiiiiiiip.I tore the rest of her clothes off of her in shreds, and discarded the pieces anywhere they fell. Her body jerked with the force of it as I manhandled her body and destroyed her clothing. I pushed her up onto the couch, and moved her so that she was on her hands and knees facing the opposite way. “Yes Daddy!” she begged loudly, and I placed my cock at the entrance to her pussy. I ran the head of my cock up and down her slit repeatedly, and she when she tried to push back I slapped her ass again, hard, and grabbed it, preventing her from being able to move back onto it. “Please daddy, please. Please, please, please!”. She begged as I teased her pussy lips for almost a full minute. But soon the time for games was over. And when I sank into her, I sank in all the way. I leaned over her and whispered in her ear. “Do you feel that”, and just then, I shoved my cock back into her violently. She cried out with a moan and whimpered “yes daddy I feel it”. “Do you know what that is?” I asked, slamming my cock back into her a second time. But she couldn’t answer. She was lost to pleasure, and moaning hard as she grabbed the couch cushion with all her might. “Those”, I said, slamming into her again. “Are your daddy’s balls”, and I drove it home again. “Smacking into your pretty little cunt”. She screamed and sank her fingernails into the couch cushion, tearing at it as she orgasmed. But I was just getting started. I started fucking her in earnest. My cock spread her pussy open, over an over again, orgasm after orgasm. I couldn’t say anything else, but I didn’t need to. We both got lost in the act as I raped my daughters cunt for another 20 minutes. When I came I came with a scream that sounded more like a roar, and left my throat raw. When it was done, we were both collapsed into the couch exhausted and covered in sweat. My cum was running out of her pussy and down her leg as we lay there panting. My wife and I had always been swingers, but after that night… It wasn’t enough. I left my wife, and got an apartment out in the boonies so I could be closer to my daughter. She shows up in a variety of little outfits in on a regular basis now. We roleplay that she is delivering food, or that I am there to fix her plumbing, or any other damn thing we can think of; and I fuck her until we are both too exhausted to move. She is such a better lover than her mother ever was, and in this part of the state, where no one knows I’m her daddy, she has replaced her mother completely. -- source link