by Writing Shark
Your wife wakes you up in a unusual way
“Good morning daddy” coos Hellen as she wakes you up not with a blowjob but with her hands for the first time.
“Honey?” It’s early in the morning but her face is already beaming at you. Then it turns into something innocent. “I know you like a BJ daddy, but my little mouth just can’t swallow your monster down there.” Hellen gives a disappointed snort as her hands slide over your mighty cock. She sits cross-legged in front of you, naked and with her breasts hanging free. And jerks you off with abandon. “But maybe your little daughter can give you a good morning with her little hands?”
You enjoy her caresses for a while longer, Hellen is really trying hard, trying to look like an inexperienced young girl despite the thousands of handjobs she has already given you. Like your daughter.
“I heard you and mommy last night,” she coos, “Mommy was so loud I couldn’t sleep.”
“Your mommy is a horny fuck too” you say and Hellen lets go of your cock to put her hands in front of her face in shock. So today she’s the good, well-behaved daughter. That’s who you like best.
“Daddy!” But then she notices her hands smell of your juice and giggles innocently. “How do you think breakfast will turn out today?” she asks in her normal voice. She’s doing a good enough job that you’re giving her certain liberties this morning.
While your wife spoils you with her hands, you can’t help but notice that while she’s doing a good job, she can only imitate your daughter. It’s not her fault, she has other qualities. But there is nothing that can replace the tight cunt of your virgin daughter and Hellen knows it. With joy she awaits the day when she will finally see the fruits of her education.
That your daughter Alice is still a virgin at 20 is well known to you, and you have contributed decisively through your upbringing that you will be the one to make her bleed. Where Gemma is simply afraid of adulthood, Alice is insecure and hesitant, just the right attitudes for you and you and Hellen have encouraged your girls in this behavior. So of course you know about your muffin’s difficulties with her body and unlike her of course you have a solution, you were the one who led her down this path. A good father always has a plan and always has everything under control.
“Good morning muffin.” Alice is rubbing the sleep out of her eyes with the long sleeves of your shirt when she enters the dining room. Then her eyes almost fall out of her head as she sees you stand up and walk toward her. You hold out your arms and Alice does the same as if in a trance while her sleepy brain is still desperately trying to deal with the situation. By then you’ve already got her in your arms and her young, tight body pressed against you. “New rights” you whisper in her ear and stroke her back.
At that moment Gemma comes into the room and freezes at the image she sees. Your wife is on the spot and removes the little girl from you. You have things to do and holes to fill, you take care of your princess soon.
Gemma stares at you all the while the family eats. You and Hellen, anyway, your daughters just poking sheepishly at their food. You have to admonish her first, and Alice pounces on her cereal like a ravenous wolf to please you.
“You look tired” you attack her pitiful walls a little later while smiling sweetly as you lean over your plate to look at her. Your soon-to-be lover looks down.
“Didn’t sleep well,” she murmurs.
“Alice Winters,” your mother admonishes. “You look at your father when you talk to him.” She plays her part well, because it’s not a part. Your wife is so devoted to you that she will tolerate no weakness in your direction. Besides, Gemma is her favorite. Your daughter raises her eyes.
“It was nothing” she mumbles again but her domestication takes hold where her brain is too slow. “I was just having trouble with…” She gasps and looks at you. You know she wants to tell the truth, as usual, but doesn’t dare, and she hasn’t learned to lie. So she just breaks off and stares helplessly at you. This is your daughter and it amuses you so much to know that she is afraid of you, but still seeks refuge in your strong arms from your wife who is willingly driving your daughter into this.
“Answer your father!” This time Hellen is even stricter and tonight you will give her a deserved orgasm that will bring down the walls of your house. And Alice even opens her mouth. Then you imperiously raise your hand.
“It’s okay muffin,” you say softly, silencing your wife without having to say a word. Gemma just stares at you, stunned. “I trust my daughter.” You look deep into her beautiful round helpless eyes. “You know you can always come to me if you have a problem.” Your wife is left out of it. Alice nods. And then comes the dangerous part but you are well prepared. “You’re strong enough to try on your own, no matter what’s bothering you.” That’s the nudge on the path that will lead her to you. Then you sweeten the deal and extend your arm. Her hand is warm and soft, so fragile. You can’t wait until her slender fingers close around your hot cock. A small gesture is all it takes to bind Alice to you. “And if you can’t do it, you know the rules.”
“I trust you dad” whispers the girl, blushing. Maybe she’s already imagining you naked. “Thanks.”
Your fatherly smile isn’t fake. You live for those moments when you know you’ve done everything right as the father of two daughters. Yes, you want to commit the most horrible crimes with them, but they will thank you for it. What others think doesn’t matter. Once Alice sits on your cock, she will know that it is her place in this world.
Writing Shark 