Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 68

Brie slid her hand underneath the band of her pajamas and felt her fingers slide through the glossy wetness of her copious juices. She traveled the length of her mound and again found her clit at the top of her slit. She brushed a finger lightly against it and it was like a star exploded in her head. She moaned into her father’s mouth at the sensation. She pushed down on the stiff nub and felt the burning intensity of her excited nerve endings. “Oh, fuck, Daddy, I need cummies.”

She was done with her pajamas and tried to pull her shorties down, but they were sopping wet and clung to her legs. Instead of slipping down, they turned inside out. Gooey strands of her lubrication descended between her legs. She tried to stand on one leg to pull off the other, but her head was foggy and everything felt so distracting and she found herself off balance. She crashed to the bed in a tangle.

“Sweetie!” Warrick grabbed the shorties by whatever ends he could find and Brie lifted her legs into the air so he could yank them off. They fell to the floor with a plop.

Warrick picked her up for another kiss and held her in his arms. This time, he felt his daughter’s mouth open and her small tongue jabbed out to taste his. He groaned in approval and mashed his tongue against hers. He swirled it around her mouth, tasting the soft, forbidden walls of her cheeks. Brie had to crane her neck to reach her father’s mouth, so she lifted herself up and swung a leg over his lap to give herself a better vantage. She straddled her dad’s legs and brought herself in for more kissing.

She could feel her pussy lips part as her legs splayed wide and her juices oozed from her opening onto her daddy’s lap and to the floor. Instinctively, she pulled herself closer to him and began to rock her hips back and forth against him. Soon, her bare gash brushed against the softened member between her father’s legs. Both gasped simultaneously at the forbidden touch of their genitals together for the first time, skin-to-skin, and Brie knew she had to have more.

Warrick reached down and pulled his limp cock up and Brie slid her young pussy up and down against the underside of his softened shaft, slicking it up and stimulating her clitty at the same time. She could see small, milky droplets remaining from his cum appear from the slit. Deep within her, she knew she had to have more. She wanted his cum inside her this time.

“Daddy, make it hard for me, please,” she whimpered.

“I am, baby,” he replied softly, “Just keep doing what you’re doing. Your little cunny will make Daddy hard again.”

They sat there for a while, following their base urges, flexing their hips and mashing their genitals together, not quite fucking. Warrick held his daughter’s head to his chest and she quietly mewled there with her eyes closed. He breathed heavily and concentrated on absorbing every sensation she provided him. He wanted to give Brie everything she wanted right then and there. He wanted to strip her of her innocence, ravish her, and fill her small pocket to the brim. But he was glad that he had just cum, because it allowed him to take it slow, savor the moment, and enjoy the rare act of coupling with his own child.

Even so, Warrick felt the silky channel of Brie’s vulva coaxing his cock back to life. The final, milky remains of his sperm were pushed free in favor of a new round of crystal clear precum, and his cock began to stand tall on its own accord.

Brie marveled as it transformed in front of her. She first noticed only by feeling alone. She laid against her daddy and felt it expand as it sluiced through the divide of her labia, creating more and more resistance as she pressed against it. It felt somehow hard, yet soft and tender at the same time. Every time her father’s cockhead pushed up and against her clitoris, her brain exploded in a shower of sparks, eliciting grunts and moans.

She pulled her body away to watch with fascination, the red and purple mushroom-topped stalk rocking in and out of view underneath her, pulling viscous ropes of her sticky slime along with it and creating euphoric sensations with every millimeter it moved. She reached one hand down to feel it as it retreated and returned once more, rubbing her fingers across its turgid ridges. She gripped it and held it in place against her pussy, forcing her father to stop his humping. There, while she pinned the base of his cock against the hot folds of her pussy lips, she started to jack him. Her thumb found the sensitive button on the underside, and when she pressed it, she watched the head of her father’s dick surge in size and dispense a spurt of precum. It quickly mixed with the the generous amounts of sex juice already slathering his shaft.

Warrick grunted tensely, “Fuck, sweetie, that’s the spot.” He savored the pleasure of his cock being both in his baby girl’s hand and the warm flume of her labia at the same time. Slowly, he began to move again, slipping his rod out of Brie’s hand and down her crease, then back again.

While they did that, Brie began to make up her mind. Her head clouded with one thought alone, and that was to be one with her father. She wanted him to be inside her and she didn’t know why. She had never had sex with a boy before. She didn’t even really know what to do. Yet her body was guiding her, showing her the way, and she trusted it.

Again her father’s dick slid down along her crack. She pressed it hard against herself with her hand and her hips. It inched close to the rim of her watering hole. But not close enough. “Daddy?” Brie demured, shyly looking away.

Again his cock rose up, traveling the length of her slit, until it prodded at her swollen clit. “Yes, baby girl?” Warrick asked, eyes closed.

Brie pushed her dad’s cock back down again. She felt it drift ever south. Every excruciating millimeter built upon the pleasure in her pussy. It emanated out to her entire body, causing her extremities to tingle, her fingertips, toes, and even her lips. She kept pushing his cock down her crease. She pushed it down until it kissed her virgin entrance.

She didn’t want to finish her question. She couldn’t have stood it if he would have said no. Instead, she made her choice. She flexed her hips up and punched herself onto Warrick’s cock. Her daddy’s cock. Her labia gave way and engulfed the swollen head. The line had been crossed. “Daddy!” she screeched.

Warrick barely knew what had happened. It felt too good to be true. He was inside his small, lithe, young daughter. He was committing the very act with her that had created her. He groaned out loud and squeezed her tight, not wanting her to let go. He was barely inside and he wanted to go further. He rubbed his little girl’s back and kissed her deeply and passionately. Soon he felt her sliding, little by little, further down his shaft. Every second was heaven.

Brie whimpered in ecstasy as she felt the warmth of her father’s cock grow up inside of her. She felt her pussy open wider the further she sank onto him, taking in the thicker end of his pole. She was small and was afraid that she couldn’t take the full length of his manhood. Before too long, her pussy started to sting, and she hissed, pulling herself up off of her father. Her juices spilled from her entrance around his shaft.

Warrick feared that she was done but he needn’t have worried. She didn’t pull out completely and as soon as she had acclimated, Brie bore down again. Sliding down his long cock until she once again reached her limit.

“Fuck, baby!” Warrick cried out.

“It feels good, Daddy!” Brie answered breathlessly. They repeated this routine a few times and Brie’s little pussy began to become acclimated to the invader. As her tunnel relaxed to comfortably accept more of her father’s rod, they began to speed up their actions and before long they were truly fucking for real, father and daughter providing each other with erotic, passionate, forbidden love.

It didn’t take long for Warrick to find his daughter’s physical limits. Soon he bumped into her cervix, and he could go no deeper. For the first time, he dared to look down and see where he was joined with his child. She was still a couple inches from taking his whole length. He could see her pussy stretched tightly around his shaft. Every time she plunged back down onto him, she squeezed out thick fluids from inside her tunnel. They poured down his shaft and hung off his balls before clinging to the sheets at the edge of the bed and falling to the floor in sticky strings.

He could also see her clitoris protruding from under its hood near the top of her gash, and he went to touch it. He wrapped his hand around her narrow hip and reached the bud with his thumb. When he pressed on it, Brie cried out in ecstasy and clung tightly to him.

“Right there,” Brie whined, “Fuck, daddy, what are you doing to me?” She felt him strum his thumb across her sensitive clitty, and she knew she was quickly approaching the point of no return. The pleasure was mounting in her pussy. Her whole body felt hot. She glistened from head to toe, stemming from her intense physical workout bouncing up and down on her daddy’s lap and the mental weight of her shameless, taboo coupling with her own family.

She hugged her father closely, her eyes squeezed tightly shut. She thrust herself wildly up and down upon his immense shaft, taking him as deep as her small body would let him, and she gave herself fully to his manual stimulation. She could take no more, and her orgasm overtook her. “No!” she cried out. She wasn’t ready yet. She wanted it to last. She didn’t want it to end. But it was too late.

She let out a long groan that seemed to start deep within her body. She felt the wave of pleasure rush over her body. “Daddy, I’m— I’m cumming!” she stammered. The walls of her cunt spasmed wildly against Warrick’s cock. Somehow, girl-cum sprayed from the tight seal the two had made of their genitals. The thinner liquid splashed across her dad’s abs and lap and ran onto the bedsheets. Her strength left her and her head lolled backwards, her eyes rolling to the back of her head. Her expression was etched with pure pleasure and her mouth gaped open as loud moans spilled uncontrollably from within her.