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"When her husband started beating her, Danijela returned to her father's house and soon realized that her father was still beating her the best. She fucks at every turn, smokes in the shower, in the car… and Daddy fights back on her pussy and on the kitchen table. He only got a little upset when she stopped taking anti-baby pills… ”
I married very early to a man I was, at least at the time, thought I was in love with. It was only a few months before I got pregnant and gave birth to a beautiful baby girl Sarah. Those first few years I had a perfect marriage, more precisely, until the day Zdravko, my husband, was fired, started drinking seriously and ignored the bills that were piling up unpaid.
So drunk he would jump to my slightest remark, the hours of our married life turned into a torrent of harsh words that escalated with a blow. He slapped me, it was one slap, but so violent that I hit the wall. After that first slap, beatings became a reality.
I walked beside him like eggs in a constant panic from his hand. The slaps slowly turned into serious blows, and after he broke my rib with my foot and injured my k**ney, I decided to leave him forever.
I took Sarah with me and went back to my father. Dad was overjoyed, he still lived in the big house where my brothers and I grew up, which was completely deserted after my mother's death because Velimir and Ivan got married and went to Germany.
My father and I were never too close; he worked hard to support us all and spent most of his free time playing sports with my brothers. That departure from constant fear to the well-known house, to Daddy who would take care of me, was a real relief. I was at home. Safe. I no longer had to weigh my every word like in front of Zdravko who turned me into a scared mouse. Because of that, I felt great gratitude to my father, I didn't even let him go for a glass of water. I insisted on doing all the housework, cooking, washing, in short, fulfilling his every wish.
The newly acquired security and endless gratitude developed in me a strong love for Dad so that out of pure peace in passing or in front of the TV I knew how to start hugging him out of pure happiness. I would fall asleep in his lap making up for a missed c***dhood, because now I finally had a daddy all to myself, and he spent all his time on me and my granddaughter. He would come home every day at exactly five-thirty, and I would greet him at the door with hugs and kisses, and a ready dinner on the table.
One day I wore a light summer dress with a floral pattern that was adhered to by only two thin straps. I didn't have a bra underneath, which, since my breasts are firm, round and not too big, I didn't really need. Dad showed up at the door, and I threw myself into his arms and kissed him, so we had dinner together.
It was unbearable summer heat and our house did not have air conditioning. Washing dishes after dinner, I devised a strategy to persuade Dad to finally buy air conditioning. I had to be especially kind to him, I acted just like I used to do as a little girl, melting the old man to be my way. When I had cleaned everything up, I went to the bathroom to check my hair, brushed my blond curls a few times so that they fell on my forehead - I had to look sweet and innocent - and only when I was satisfied with the reflection in the mirror did I return to the room.
"Daddy…" I gently patted.
"Yes honey?" I sat on his lap and rested my head on my shoulder, and he gently wrapped his arm around my back.
"What now again?" From the voice, this game seemed to amuse him.
"What do you mean?" I asked innocently.
"As soon as you start talking to me in that voice and looking at me this seriously, I know you want something." He began to laugh wickedly.
"But when I voool you…" I really sounded like a five-year-old now. I shifted a little to put my hand over his shoulder, and at that moment I felt something hard on my ass. My eyes widened in shock; he got up on me! After the initial feeling of nightmare, I was overwhelmed with pleasure - I managed to lift it for him without having to bother at all.
The cock-eater in me struggled with common sense, because Dad, since Mom died five years ago, certainly hadn’t fucked at all.
As far as I was concerned, sex was the most unimportant thing in the world. They raised me in a way that it’s something you do for the sake of your husband, just close your eyes, relax and pray to God not to hurt too much.
Fucking with Zdravko was fast and rough. He would throw himself at me, cum in five minutes, roll over to his side of the bed, and fall asleep. I heard about orgasm, but I never had it. I was so naive that I never even masturbated. Like I said, it’s not that I thought sex was dirty, shocking, or repulsive in any way… simply… irrelevant. Too bad.
But at that moment, I loved Dad so much that his erection delighted me, and it didn't take me a second for my son to think that Daddy would most likely want to fuck me now. I smiled wickedly and increased the pressure of my ass on my dad's hard cock and began to rub my tits against his chest.
"Daddy… I was thinking…" I paused. "Why don't we buy air conditioning?" He sighed and licked his lips.
"It's not that expensive, you know…" I begged.
"Because we don't need it, honey. Rarely is it so hot in Zagreb, only a week, maybe… ”“ I have a lot of that too! ” I pretended to sulk.
"Honey, I told you what I thought about it. The climate is a waste of money… ”he reluctantly refused me. "Pleeassse?" I kissed him on the cheek, then on the neck and then on the cheek again…
"Daniela…" he said in a hoarse, muffled voice.
"You're my man, aren't you, Daddy?" I provoked him innocently, "And a man has to take care of his wife."
"You're not my wife, you're my daughter." He continued in the same cracked tone.
"I'm your wife now," I said. "I'm cooking for you, I'm cleaning the house, iiii… I could do other things for you, Daddy…" I ran my hand over his wide chest and kissed him on the mouth. He jerked in surprise and swallowed.
"Daniel !?"
"I'm not a little girl anymore, Daddy," I said. "I'm a grown woman now."
"Well, you don't really act like that…"
"I think that's how I act. That's why you're so hot and upset. "
"Please!? I… ”I lowered my hand lower and lower, to the square, and squeezed it tightly. He was breathing faster and faster. "Daniel! Stop right now! ” He tried to push me away but failed because I held on tight to him. I looked him gently in the eye and said, “Dad, I know what men need. You are a man and I am a grown woman. ” I took his hand and lowered it to her left breast. He removed it at first, but I was cunning so I leaned back and put my breast on his palm again. His dick raged beneath me as he lustfully devoured my tits and touched my right hand with a trembling hand.
I untied the straps so that my dress slipped and released the hot orange tits. He stammered and licked his dry lips. I had to take his hand again and take it to my bare chest. And I was horny about the fact that my dad wanted to fuck me so badly.
He finally started participating. I felt his warm big fist weigh the weight of her tits, so she ran her thumb lightly over her hot and sensitive nipples.
“Yes, Daddy! Just give it… ”I whispered. "I want you too…" He became more and more liberated, he started playing with my tits, mixing them deeper and more fiery. I think it was at that moment that he rejected all prejudices and devoted himself to me as a woman.
"Oh, baby," he sobbed. I followed the rhythm of the hand with which he jerked my tits, watching with satisfaction how he puts one lightly in his mouth and kisses, sucking her nipple like a baby…
I can’t describe to you how much I enjoyed watching him be so happy, now that I think about it, I think even I was sexually aroused. Zdravko never paid so much attention to my tits, even if he noticed them, it was mostly a rough stretch, more painful than pleasant, with a few bites. Daddy caressed them as nicely as no one before; pinched, nibbled, kneaded. He would cover the pink flower with his tongue, pull his nipple out with his lips, and finally roll it gently, fatherly between his teeth. He was in no hurry, he enjoyed every inch of my nudity.
Warm, heavy moisture with each new bite descended down my spine through my abdomen all the way to my throbbing clitoris. Daddy must have felt it; he lifted my ass so he pulled out the hem of my dress and took it off over my head. Now I sat on it completely naked, femininity covered only by a small, wet thong.
I admit, I was embarrassed to be in front of my father in that state, but he’s still my daddy, so it doesn’t matter. When I was little, he saw me naked many times. Thick, experienced father's fingers slipped into my panties and pulled them slowly down. I was a little nervous; so wet, swollen,
pink, mature cunts, yet he hadn't seen me yet.
Redness covered my face, and Dad, when he dropped his panties on the floor, began to gently caress my whole body with both hands. I finally encouraged myself to look him in the eye, hugged him and kissed him on the mouth. I passionately sucked his tongue as he stretched my tits with one hand and slid between my legs with his d ** g.
He hugged me and squeezed my whole cunt with his full palm. I sobbed with excitement feeling my cunt juices dripping through Dad’s fingers.
"Dad, jaahh… ahhh, hhh…" I gasped. “Ohhh, yes… to… daaaa…”
"You like what Daddy's doing to you, huh girls?" He spread my hot, slippery lips, then dug his finger into the tight pink fucking hole. I moaned again and started to mix sucking and pounding on my dad’s middle finger. He fucking me with his finger for a few seconds and then pressed his thumb on my clit and began to rub it lightly, in a circle.
The fire between us ignited like burning gasoline. I screamed in excitement and jerked his fingers with my cunt muscles. I was pounding hard on his ass from my cunt completely wet crotch riding towards the first orgasm of my life. Dad held me with one hand so that I wouldn't fall, and with his other hand he jerked my clit hard and knowledgeably. Climax was like every nerve in my body, but my father deftly guided me through all the labyrinths of lust like a guide. When I finally collapsed, he pulled his fingers out of my cunt, got up, took me in his arms, and carried me up the stairs to the bedroom — a room where my parents had slept since I knew myself, and to which I had no access.
He ushered me through the door, laid me gently on the bed, and began to shrink in complete coolness. First he unbuttoned the buttons on his shirt and threw it on the floor, pulled the strap out of the t **** ric and pulled the zipper down. I lay naked on the bed and stared at my dad's slit. Now he stood only in boxer shorts from which a pulsating erection protruded. He rolled them in one go. Even though he was fifty years old, he still looked great, so strongly built…
I am a small woman on my mother's side, but my dad is a giant of 190 centimeters, weighing about 120 kilos, very thick and powerful cock, bigger than Zdravko's, not so much in length as it was thicker.
Thick, tough, brown skin, overgrown with thick bristly, black hairs; I couldn't stop watching him as Daddy climbed on the bed.
I lay on the bed on my back, legs apart but knees bent, between which he crawled in a few seconds. He gently lowered himself on me so as not to be hurt by his weight, caressing me from chest to stomach. I hugged him around the shoulder and pulled him to me. We greedily kissed connected by a love that can only exist between father and daughter. I could feel his hard dick fighting between our bellies.
Dad rose in his groin and rested his head on the opening of my cunt. I felt him come in a few millimeters, adjust well, and only then drive him into a narrow hole. The cunt spread around the dick and let it slide down to the uterus. I moaned with pleasure as my cunt tunnel stretched comfortably under my dad's beating. Nothing hurt me, I would rather describe it as a feeling of complete fulfillment. It was as if my dick filled me all over, and my stomach and all the cavities. He drilled me in the rhythm of moving around me, banging his hard head against the sensitive walls of my cunt. We now had a new pose; Daddy pulled it out a little, so he fucked my little one only with his head, and rubbed the clitoris in a circle with the root of his dick.
I was overwhelmed by that pre-orgasmic madness again. I spread my legs hard, stuck out my pussy and started shouting uncontrollably: “Fuck me, Daddy! Fuck! Fuck her! Fuck my pussy! Fuck me hard… Break up your little girl! ” He took my face between his palms, kissed me wetly on the mouth and continued to fuck with slow but deep strokes. He let go of my head, pulled his arms up, and grabbed my ass with both hands, lifting and digging his fingers into the soft flesh. He sprayed my cunt and started pumping it with strong short stabs, he fucked her so hard that it was all swollen and narrowed, leaving a very narrow hole for Dad's survival.
Now he held me in his arms and drilled a steam hole like a pneumatic drill. "Ohhh, my God!" he sighed. “What are you doing to your daddy? Ahhh. "
“Fuck me, just fuck me! Did you hear, Daddy, never stop !!!! ” I screamed trying to follow the rhythm of his hips. I wrapped my legs around his back and followed the circular throbbing, getting stronger stings and painfully-sweet punches to the clitoris. The center of the world became my horny cunt and that meaty, hard beating that satisfied and inflamed her more and more with each new blow. I started to cum again, shaking my head hard and pounding vacuum on Dad’s crotch. It emptied into me gushing boiling semen into my uterus like a liquid life. That's how I came to be, I thought through the fog of excitement. His seed created me, and now it is in me again.
Stunned, entwined in an embrace, we remained lying gently caressing and kissing. I watched him with complete devotion; he was closer to me than ever, more than anyone in my life. After a while we parted, he slid down me kissing my breasts, belly, cunt… In wonder I opened my eyes wide; I knew there were men who did this to women, but to me before Daddy no one loved her. Zdravko showed no interest at all. He elbowed himself on the mattress and looked lovingly at my kitten. I was no longer ashamed, maybe a little, because she certainly wasn't too pretty for me now, trampled like that after so much sex, but the excitement was stronger than stupid thoughts.
He stroked her hair, then gently parted her soft lips with his thumbs, opening a view of the damp, pink hole. After looking closely, he lowered his head and licked it the entire length. I sobbed and bit my lower lip and continued to watch her play with my femininity. Dad’s tongue burned me like a fire spreading unstoppably through swollen flesh. I felt him go deep inside me, licking everything inside.
He sucked my hole, then nibbling the skin all the way, moved his lips to her clit. When I felt it there, an explosion awoke in me again. My clitoris turned into a hard, hypersensitive bud of passion, and the things Daddy did to him were simply indescribable. He sucked it hard, blew into it, licked, nibbled, rubbed, stretched… I exploded in a series of several orgasms while he kissed my little one all the time. When I approached the fourth orgasm, my hair was all over my face, my body was drenched in sweat, everything was hurting…
After the last cramps, Dad knelt on his hard dick again and started teasing my pussy with it; he patted her, ran his head over my clit, he did it so well that I wanted him inside terribly again. I jerked my ass in his direction, trying to punch myself with a hole in the spear. "Tataaa !!!" I sobbed. "Fuck me!" He stabbed him on my orders and I screamed with pleasure. He lifted my legs and pressed them to my chest, just as Zdravko used to do, but now there was no pain, only terrible pleasure. When he set me up well, he started fucking me, and there's not a single d ** gi expression for that. It wasn't making love, it was just fucking. I was fucked and fucked with all my might. The cock savagely tore me apart, tearing only the bottom of my gut like a dagger. Dad’s hips pounded on my buttocks pounding me into bed in that mixture of passion and pain. My gut wrapped around his furious cock, I closed my eyes and once again lost consciousness in a mad orgasm.
The bed creaked and crackled beneath us, I couldn't breathe or think, my cunt spread all over my body, and Dad fucked the stretched tunnel of my cunt more and more with a crazy gleam in his eyes. He cummed inside her again, cum gushing between his cock and swollen lips so we could literally hear him chirping. The poor cunt was trying to fight off so much rush of semen, milking Daddy's dick by convulsing and soaking whole sips into the dilated uterus, but that sweet milk was just too much.
Things between my dad and I haven’t changed much, at least as far as our mutual feelings are concerned. The only novelty is lust and pleasure. The first week we fucked like rabbits. Daddy was overjoyed to fuck again, especially a young hen like me, and I was completely overwhelmed by the madness of fucking, so we were constantly crawling one by one. We bathe together, I smoke in the shower, I jerk off in the aisle, he scolds me on the kitchen table, he snuggles on the couch.
Still, I like the position I’ll single out the most, when I’m ready for it on all fours while the kara behind me, the so-called canine attitude. I don’t think anything better can show that I’m his wife and he’s my man from that position, when I’m kneeling crumpled in front of Daddy like a bitch being chased, and he rides me like a bull.
I love my dad and I loved sex with him. Purely out of fun, she now knows how to put me in her lap, flip me over a chair or squeeze me against a wall, take off my panties and jerk me off to orgasm on the spot. It never lasts longer than a few minutes because I’m constantly horny like a bitch. Shortly after my first sex, I moved into Dad’s room, as we slept together all the time anyway. We both want to fuck before bed and as soon as we wake up.
I didn't even try to find a man because Daddy has everything I need.
When I think of all those women who are married to idiots and men who don’t pay attention to them at all, I feel sorry for them. My father is the prettiest, warmest, most gentle and caring man in the world - and he’s great in bed. Why would I want someone d ** gog? He only got a little upset when I told him I was pregnant. I secretly stopped taking the pills, and I only told him that it worked when it started to be seen, so it was too late for an abortion.
I gave birth to a daddy's son, and later two girls, twins. Now he makes sure that I drink "Trinovum" every morning, but he is still glad that there are c***dren in the house again. Too many women, like me, marry ignorant, rude, and alcoholic people who don’t think about their needs at all.
Too bad more girls don’t learn about sex from their fathers!
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