by Writing Shark
Finally fucking Gemma
Gemma comes immediately. Her little body hangs limp on you, her legs hanging crooked and bent beside her. Then you electrocute her bruised body.
“Dadyyyy” the girl shrieks, then her love juices splash over your bodies while you start fucking into her like a man possessed.
It’s like with Alice. And it’s very different. On the edge you notice the incredible tightness and see your daughter’s small labia widen painfully to accommodate your powerful piston. You feel her weak girlish body thrashing and trembling in your hands as you flood her already overloaded brain with stimuli.
Finally, Gemma is yours. You look to Hellen as you push your daughter’s body across the bedroom floor like a doll. Your wife has tears in her eyes again. Behind her stands Elise, one hand holding the paddle, the other pressed to her mouth as she watches the spectacle. On the other side, Alice sits on the bed, the little head of Miko between her twitching legs. The good daughter is rewarded while the other is finally broken in.
And that’s all you want to concentrate on. No more holding back, no more planning or tactics. Just fucking. And it feels so good. Gemma loses her silly little mind, impaled on you while you rearrange her insides with your trusts and driving fluids out of almost her pussy, mouth and her snotty nose.
You grab her leg and swing it over your shoulder, her foot bobbing helplessly in the air as you penetrate her to the hilt. Your bloody cock gradually rubs itself clean on her tight walls but Gemma feels no pain as her whole body quivers and trembles and is destroyed by lust and love. Her wild eyes turn to you in search of help, not really understanding what is happening. Her daddy was mad at her after all.
“Daddy is proud of you Gemma princess,” you say without much effort and accelerate your thrusts even more, holding her small hips like she’s your toy, which she is. And Gemma understands.
Immediately she comes again, squirts again into the room and wants to say something, scream, but her mouth just flaps open and closed like a caught fish while her hair is disheveled on the carpet. Your fingers close around her leg and you push into her to the hilt, widening her and filling your youngest to the brim with your meat. A gurgle comes out of her mouth while her hair is spread over the floor that shines with droplets of her juice. You move her body, dragging it around, wiping the wet floor with her hair, pulling her through the warm pool of her juice and ramming her body on top of you without moving much.
The gurgling swells, becomes a hoarse, then loud, then animalistic moan that sounds more like animal than daughter. You use Gemma as your toy, bringing pleasure to both of you as you weave a whole new bond with your daughter, binding everything that she is only to you for eternity.
Your hands reach under her wet back and pull her against you, her feeble arms hanging down to the side and her head rolls from side to side as you place her quivering body on your cock, kneeling under her and holding her back with one hand, her buttocks with the other.
“Daddy’s here for you honey” you murmur in her ear as her body is flung upward again and again by your thrusts. “Daddy loves you.”
Your words and the hug awaken something in Gemma and you hear Alice clap her hands excitedly, a short time later you feel the change in your youngest daughter.
“Daddyhurgh…” She can barely speak, your thrusts driving the air from her young lungs each time your cock burrows through her cervix and fills her body only as you can do.
You continue to plow into her, shaping her body as you will while she cums again, her wetness running down between your bodies and she wraps her little legs and arms helplessly around you. She whimpers like a lost puppy and your hands hold her head while you fuck another wet orgasm out of her and crash her system while biting her tender nipples and porcelan-skinned neck, making her squeal like a piggled. She shakes under the impression you hammer into her in a minutes-long seizure while you hold her to you.
For the next two hours, you’re down to one daughter and one half-daughter. Gemma has ceased to exist as a human and the cleaners will have to torch the whole house to clean it up. What’s happening here needs a demon exorcism and you grin dirty at the idea. Miko is also into this kind of sick shit and does her part to dirty up the house as she buries her face in your other two daughter’s laps, giving you a show while scissoring with Alice, smearing her cunt fluids together and making perverted noises. Besides the two of them, Elise stands wide-legged and tries to push the handle of the paddle inside her, hips pushing forward, but you only have eyes for your princess at the moment, or rather the twitching, whimpering, sweaty and wet mess that used to be your Gemma.
You grab her mouth, press your fingers together and her lips on yours. And so you wake your whore princess from her orgasmic slumber. Gemma moans loudly, then realizes what’s happening and returns the kiss with a fiery passion you’ve never known before.
A thin strand of saliva still remains between you but Gemma greedily draws it in like a delicious spaghetti and smiles at you with animalistic lust.
“Tell me what to do daddy” she begs “Are you going to hit me again? I can feel my ass again. You can rework that. You can fix me daddy.” Your daughter looks at you with glee. “Tell me what to do?”
“Come for me darling” is all you say and at first Gemma doesn’t understand, but then she squeals in delight as you throw yourself on top of her again and pry her legs apart in an obscenely spread that only widens when you push yourself into her, letting your nuts slam against her puckering ashole.
All day long you fucked your little, innocent, somewhat stupid Gemma from one orgasm to the next, making her tremble and scream in a stupid delirium. Several times you came into her, sometimes deep, sometimes so that Miko could suck your gift out of her. Then you fucked Alice and Hellen. Then again Miko while the three women got acquainted with each other, lapping in a perverted triangle on her sensitive spots like good puppies. Then Elise cleaned your cock before you sent her to Alice and supervised the reconciliation of Hellen and Gemma. while holding their lashes, Miko sucking your cock like a machine
Now you’re standing in the living room with a fresh cup of tea that Amy made for you (who heard everything) in your hand, looking out at the snowy landscape of Japan.
Then Miko steps beside you, freshly showered, hair dry and clothes clean, her large suitcase at her side.
“The same payment as always?” you ask without looking at her. The little Japanese girl steps up behind you and hugs you.
“I already got my payment,” she says in fluent English and without accent. You exhale in amusement. Miko is into these sick stereotypes.
“You should really take money from me” you grumble.” You have the tightest cunt in all of Japan.”
“I know” the girl giggles, stands on her tiptoes and gives you a kiss on the cheek. You turn around to face her. “But the sex with you is just too good.” She smiles an innocent, amorous smile. “And I don’t mix work with pleasure.”
“We did almost nothing” you mean “Was it really good for you?” The fact that you’re asking a hooker that and expecting your family to see it your way makes you smile. With a relative stranger, you can allow yourself that weakness.
“You really have a great family,” Miko says. “It was nice to see your daughters finally come to their senses. When your wife told me what she was up to, I had to laugh.”
“Laugh?”
“Yes.” Again the girl pulls close to you and kisses you lovingly on the mouth. “Only James-sama can do that. Get a grown woman to hire a teen hooker to get her own daughter on her father’s glory dick.” Her slender fingers go wandering. “On her father’s monster cock.” You stroke her hair gently, then move her arm aside.
“I love Hellen and my daughters” you say the painful words Miko never wants to hear but needs to understand. “There is no place for me in Japan.”
“There will always be room for you with me James… father.” She never crossed the ‘Daddy’ line but you know what Miko wishes.
“You have your family and friends here, just like I have my life in the States.”
“We could…” But Miko breaks off. Briefly, you see pain in her eyes. She’s living a hard life. “It’s okay James-sama,” she says then and smiles, maybe a little forced but understanding. “Say hello to your wife for me, will you? And your daughters. And next time you’re in Japan, you know how to book me.” She gives you an innocent wink, then packs her big suitcase and drags it to the cab you called for her. The money Hellen paid her is on the side table in the hallway.
Writing Shark 