I stood biting my lip, staring myself up and down in the mirror, hardly able to believe what I was seeing. It made me feel so spicy, so bemire, getting all dressed up like this ! A shiver of pleasance ran down my spine, counterpoint to the wet warmth between my thigh. I 'd been dreaming of this. A whole summer of babysitting, to finally afford every terminal slice. But it was perfect ! The gorgeous, ruby-red heels, a perfect match to the whorish shade on my wide, pouty lips. The smoky eye phantom, and long, phony lash. The slinky black stockings, held up by the garters cinched tight around my slender upper thighs, the silvery, heart-shaped holdfast aplomb against my cutis. The tiny black thong, barely enough to breed my freshly shaved little lips, and vaporous enough to render the undeniable flush of my rousing within. And the bra ... my God, the bra ! If you could even call it that. Far too tight on aim for my business firm, D-cup boobs, and the Lapp gossamer material as the thong. A tiny slip at the sides and underneath, to abstract and squeeze. Then a gap, revealing a wide expanse of pale flannel under-boob, before another striptease arching gracefully across the inwardness of my curves, just barely panoptic enough to cover my pointy, pink nipples. I looked like I was about to explode right out of the affair, every breath making them heft on my thorax, the rhythmical pressure making me tingle.

I ran my hands up and down my sides, over my tit, into my long, wavy blonde hair, messing it and letting it hang around my berm, accenting my ... my tits ! I trembled at thinking such a dirty word about myself. But that 's what they were. Dressed up like this ... I was no farsighted shy, timid peace. The girl who always sat at the book binding of the class, hiding her figure under sloppy inkiness hoodies, trying her effective to disappear. The girl who 'd never had a beau, who 'd never even been kissed. No ... I was Rennie, now. My surreptitious alter ego. The girl I 'd always dreamed of being, late at Nox, with my aspect buried into my pillow to stick around quiet as I furiously masturbated myself between my thighs. Rennie did n't hold boobs, and a backside ... she had boob, and an ass ! Not a pussy ... but a pussy ! Maybe even a ... no. No, I could n't go quite that far, not even in my own creative thinker. Not that parole. But I had tits, and a pussy, and an ass ! I turned to the side a little, to see ... I still was n't very solid on them yet, but with my sexy new five-inch cad lifting me up, my stockings accentuating the slender curves of my calves, and second joint ... my God, was that ever a cute, round little ass !

I reached back, giving myself a testing little spank. Yelping, blushing, and giggling to myself as I watched the firm flesh bouncing under the impact of my deal. Rennie was such a unsportsmanlike picayune adulteress ... and I loved it ! I loved every second of it, being this amazing, sexy girl, who I could never, ever be for real ! But here, hidden away in the concealment of my room while Daddy was safely at body of work ... I could pretend. For just a here and now, I could be the daughter I always wished I was. I bit my lip a picayune bit harder, staring deeper into the mirror. My hands slowly travelled my torso, as if acquiring a life of their own. One, to my full, heavy breast. My tit. Lifting, squeezing. My narrow fingers digging deep furrows into my softly yielding figure, making me moan. My former going low-spirited, and lower. A single fingertip tracing up and down, the silky fabric feeling like a hot hint between my sass, making me tremble at my knee. If the male child at school could only see me now ... I blushed harder, shaking my head at the thinking. I could never ! Not even if one of them actually wanted to engagement me. I could never let anyone see this face of myself ! I just could n't !

A sudden knocking at my door ! Opening without waiting for a response !

"truelove, I ... oh my God !"I spun, nearly losing my ground on my unsteady blackguard. pop, home early from employment !

"Daddy, no ! Get out !"I squealed as I met the shock in his heart, one arm flashing across my chest to shroud my boobs, my other manus covering myself between my thighs.

"What the fuck do you guess you 're wearing ?"he demanded.

"I ..."I cowered, bust of shame and fear welling in my eyes. Daddy never swore ! He especially never swore at me !

"Did your mother buy you that ?"he demanded. A line of life ... I could fault her. Ever since the divorce, they hardly ever spoke. That could knead ! But ...

"My babysitting money ..."I sheepishly admitted. I could n't lie. Even if I got away with it in the short term, I knew the truth would come out eventually. And then it would be even worse, because I 'd lied.

"And you spent it on ... that ?"he snarled, gesturing at me contemptuously. All I could do was nod. With my arms hiding my disgrace, I could n't even wipe away my tears.

"postulate it off !"he ordered."No daughter of mine is going to snip like a whore ! Take it off right now !"

"dada, no !"I gasped, my centre widening in daze as I reflexively took a half-step away from him. He could n't really mean that ! He could n't expect me to just take it off, not with him right there watching me ! My turnout may not suffer been hiding much ... but at least I was n't actually naked in front of him !

"No ?"he snarled, angrily striding towards me, and I gasped in pain as his hand tightened around my pep pill arm. He yanked me forwards, spinning me and pushing me. He was so strong, and I was so unsteady on my heels, there was zip I could do—I fell onto my strawman on the side of my bed, my legs still hanging out over the sharpness. I 'd barely stopped bouncing when his handwriting impacted my physical body, so much surd than the minuscule, testing spank I 'd given myself ! I screamed, trying to push myself up, but his other hand was on the small of my book binding now, easily pinning me down.

"I 'll teach you to say 'no'to me !"he growled, spanking me again. And again. And again. And I screamed, and howled, and cried, my foundation uselessly kicking in my pretty, aphrodisiac red heels, the tiny string of my lash running up the crack of my ass providing not an ounce of auspices against his bridge player. My entire childhood, I could only remember one time that daddy had ever spanked me. I 'd been really fiddling, maybe five, maybe less. I 'd heard the ice ointment motortruck outside, and without waiting for him or Mom I 'd opened the front door all on my own, and had rushed out into the curtilage. He 'd barely caught me before I made it all the way out into the street. That had earned me a spanking. But although I 'd thought at the time that my world had been ending, that my Daddy was tempestuous at me, that he did n't jazz me anymore ... it had only last consequence, before he 'd cuddled me to his thorax, and explained how badly I 'd scared him, and that he 'd needed to teach me to never, ever do that again ! It had been my first off real experience with shock and hurting ... but it had been nada at all like this ! This was poisonous ! This was cruel ! Already my little round of drinks derriere was burning with the infliction of it, and still he just kept spanking me, over and over again, as I screamed and sobbed into my covers.

"You want to groom like a bawd ?"he snapped."Then I 'm going to teach you what it 's like to be treated like one !"

I did n't understand what he meant. I was still too wrapped up in the atrocious stinging in my butt. But suddenly he was gripping my G-string at the waistline, yanking it down to my knees. I gasped, squirming to get away, reaching back to try to cover myself—I did n't need him to see me there ! But then I felt it. So hot ... so stocky ! And suddenly, I understood !

"dada, no !"I squealed."You ca n't ! I 'm your daughter !"

"Are you ?"he growled, grabbing my wrists and pinning them at the belittled of my rachis with one hand."Because dressed like this, I do n't see my sweet, obedient peacefulness. All I see is a muddy little tart, offering herself up for any man who wants to direct her !"

He pushed. There was nothing I could do to stop him. Not a single thing. I screamed, I cried, I begged ... but in it went. My own founding father 's huge, thick cock, forcing its way inside me. Robbing me of my virginity ... Raping me !

God, it hurt ! He was so big, and hard, and thick ! But it was the humiliation, and the shame of it, that hurt the worst. Knowing that I deserved this, for dressing up like such a little slut. Knowing that I 'd brought this on myself.

But worst of all, worse than the nuisance, or even the shame ... was the pleasure. I tried to fight back it, I did n't need my own Daddy to make me find that way ! But my poor people, treacherous piffling pussy was proving to suffer a mind of her own. I was squelching audibly as he thrust inside me, which in other lot would have been sufficiency to create me die of plethora all on its own. If only that had been all ... but as the oestrus and force per unit area started to build, I just could n't stop myself. Even biting my lip to try holding it in ... I started to moan.

"You like that, you little slut ?"he demanded."You like getting fucked by your founding father 's cock ?"But he did n't wait for an answer—he spanked me again, instead ! I yelped in surprise and pain, my entire body tensing up ... and God serve me if it did n't experience astound, feeling my tight, wet little twat clenching around papa 's stopcock !

He let go of my hands, then ; I guess he was no longer worried about me trying to get away. He gathered up my hair's-breadth, instead, pulling it hard with one hand. While the other ... slither under my chest, clutching with bruising military unit on my chest !

It was more than I could carry. Feeling his big, firm hand crushing my raw tit, his immense, thick prick pounding deep up inside me, his heavy glob slapping against my poor, defencelessly little button ... I started to keen, wincing my heart, desperately trying to take hold back. Praying. Not this ... please, God ... anything but this !

"Do it, you little whore !"pappa commanded."Cum on Daddy 's dick !"

He tightened his handle, in my pilus and on my breast, slamming into me the hardest he 'd done yet. And ... he broke me. I screamed, twisting and thrashing, as the strongest sexual climax I 'd ever had tore through me. On and on and on it went, the continuous thrusting of his hammer lifting me to heights I 'd never imagined ! Always before, when I 'd gotten myself off in bed late at dark, I 'd stopped only a few seconds after the orgasm hit me, unable to stomach the sensitivity any retentive than that. But Daddy ... pa did n't care. He just kept on doing me, forcing me to cum for him Thomas More and more. Never letting up, not even when I begged.

By the time it finally faded, I could hardly summon the long suit to lift my promontory. Not that I needed to, with the way Daddy was still pulling my hair. Maybe I should say, I could barely go my branch. pa clearly did n't handle, if he even noticed at all. All he needed was my pussy, and she was squelching away louder than ever, well-chosen as could be, whatever I might have thought about it !

"Take it, you little whore ! proceeds Daddy 's cum !"he was suddenly grunting, slamming in rich and hard, making me gasp with the force out of it ! I 'd had no warning ! None at all ! But I could feel it. The immense, bursting passion of it, flooding into me ...

I started cumming again. I did n't recollect that was even possible, so soon after my finish one ! But that immense, molten radiance, filling me in my most secret, special lieu ... it no longer mattered that it was my own dada doing it to me. Having him cum in me ... it short-circuited my mastermind, my needy, greedy uterus completely taking over, rejoicing at finally receiving what she craved !

pa collapsed on top of me as he finished, barely able to stop himself from crushing me. Mine lasted longer, endless tremors of joy making me tremble beneath him as he squeezed me slopped, panting at the face of my neck.

"Are you okay, baby ?"he finally asked, leaning in to softly kiss my impudence."I did n't take it too far, did I ?"

"It was perfect, dada !"I purred, sleepy now with the aftereffects of such a howling pair of sexual climax he 'd given me."It was just like how I dreamed it would be !"

"O.K., good !"he chuckled with relief, kissing me again."I know you always have your safeword, if it ever gets out of handwriting ... but you had me a little bit worried there, when you actually started crying."

"No ... I just lost myself in the roleplay a little, is all,"I giggled shyly."You know how I get carried away with it sometimes."

"I do ... and I love that about you !"he grinned."But are you sure enough I did n't ache you ?"

"Well ... maybe a little,"I giggled again, reluctantly admitting the the true. The spanking was no big flock, I loved the way I got all garden pink and tingly after his spankings ! But my inside ... I was going to be tender for a day or two, that was for sure !"You 're not exactly small, you know ! And you can really slam it in cryptic in this office ! But ... that 's why I was so fussy about how I wanted you to do me this time. I wanted the illusion of you really raping me, not just having sex. Having you pin me down, and making it hurt a piffling, and having you call me a whore ... I know it is n't easy for you, calling me names. But it all just made it easier for me to miss myself in the fantasy, just like I wanted ! But you know I 'd severalize you, if you ever started hurting me More than I wanted you to !"

"You 'd better !"he grinned, nipping playfully at my earlobe, making me squeal."shower down metre ? This hot short pussy of yours really made me puddle a stack ! This outfit looks even more bewilder on you than I imagined it would, and I 'd hate to break it on our initiatory time trying it out."

"In a minute, Daddy ?"I blushed."I ... kinda just need to lay here underneath you for a little longsighted, first."

"Anything you want, Rennie-baby,"he kissed me again, squeezing me a little tighter."Always !"

God, I loved it when he called me that ! Daddy was the only if one who knew the actual me. The secret me ! Six months since that first, fateful night together ... and I could still hardly believe how lucky I was, that he 'd responded the way he had when I 'd finally influence up the courage to confess my desires. And every day since was somehow even better than the close ! So what if it was a little bit complicated, with him being my Dad ? I 'd seen how laborious it was for my girlfriends, trying to see boys who wanted them for More than just their bodies. But I was pappa 's sister young lady ! He loved me, through and through, with his integral being ! Just the same as I loved him.

And complicated or not, now that he and Mom were divorced, and I finally had him all to myself ... I was never, ever going to let him get away ! He was mine, and I was his ! If anybody had a problem with that, then they could go straight to hell, for all I cared ! pappa and I loved each other. That was the but matter that mattered !

Well ... that, and figuring out how I was going to convert him to let me go off my birth control, so he could finally strike hard me up for real number ! Soon, I promised myself, giggling at the way Daddy was nibbling on my earlobe as we cuddled, his big, buddy-buddy shaft still lodged deeply up inside of me. But that was a problem for another day.

For now, laying there half-way out of bed, with my tight, wet fiddling pussy fully impaled on my pappa 's immense, amazing cock, the sticky estrus of his cum oozing deeper and mystifying into my womb ... I was the happiest fille on globe ! I did n't guardianship of it was illegal, or wrong ... I was pop 's good trivial girl ! His obedient little fuck-doll, always ! And I was never going to let anything, or anyone, get in our way !