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Sometimes, your big brother just wants to get you so high you're completely out of it so he can have the chance to rape you while you can't consent. Mindless little doll wouldn't even remember if I made it cum or not. Violating that cunt while your head is too empty to know what's happening to you, but you're being a useful fleshlight for your big brother's bare cock.
Thinking about my dad quietly slipping into my room after everyone has gone to bed. Hushing me as I cry and he maneuvers my pj shorts down my legs. Holding my arms down, pinning me on my back, and placing his hard cock on top of my stomach, lining up where it’ll go. Covering my mouth before pressing the head of his dick against my tight pussy, and letting out a moan of relief as he pushes his way inside.
C/W: Incest
Hey kid— WOAH. Hello, what? Excuse me, baby, no, you do not get to be mad here. What the fuck are you doing with my laptop and dressed like that? I don't care that this is your room, that is my laptop, and this is my roof. And I don't think I've ever told you to act like a fucking pornstar, have I?
You're barely wearing anything, taking fucking MacBook selfies? What, is that a trend for aspiring pornstars these days? I mean fuck, I can see your ass here. And you've got your tits out too, like some degenerate little fucktoy. I bet you looked like a really nasty, filthy fucking slut in those photos, huh? Jesus.
Fuck... I can't believe I raised such a whore fucktoy. Such a dirty, depraved little kid who acts like a complete slut on camera. Is that what you want? To be a pornstar? I think that's exactly what you want.
Go on, record this. Show them how your dad fucking fingers his daughter. Look at that. Such a messy, sloppy little cunt. You're just like your mother. You were playing with this for your photos, weren't you? Disgusting. You're going to show me each and every single one of those you've taken afterwards.
That's not a question.
Jesus, kid. If you wanted to be porn so fucking bad, I might as well treat you like some pornstar. Fuck... my cock's so hard. For my own daughter... Go on. Show the camera what you can do. Oh come on, sweetheart. That's a good girl. Just wrap those pretty lips around your dad's cock. Fucking slut. Jesus, that ass makes me want to do terrible things to you.
And pick up the pace. You wanted to be a pretty little pornstar, right? Then take my cock like a proper fuckdoll. Go on. Fuck. Fuck, that's a good toy, just like that. I want to hear you struggle. Ughhh, fuck, such a sloppy little throat to fuck. Shit, deeper. You can take me fucking deeper. Your mother can, and so can you.
Fuckkkk. Fuck. We've still got another video to make. You were taking photos of your wet, sloppy cunt and your tits jiggling up and down, weren't you? Let's show the camera how you get used.
Go on. Get on my cock, kid. Face the fucking camera. Now give it a smile and a wave and just... fuckkk. Fuck, you're taking my cock like such a good little bitch, aren't you? That's my kid. That's my sloppy little daughter whore. My pretty little princess pornstar, aren't you?
God, I've spoiled you so fucking much, haven't I? I've raised such a tight little cunt. Now I'm just taking what I'm owed from you, baby. So just sit still and be daddy's little pornstar. Can you do that? Yeah? Yeah, you can. You were made for this, weren't you? You were a fucking natural on camera, I can just tell.
God, you sound so fucking whorish moaning all pretty like that. Do you like your dad's cock that much? Do you? Spread your legs, kid. Show off your cunt. Show off how daddy's fat cock beats up that tiny pussy of yours.
Oh my god.... God, I'm gonna cum. Fuck, I can already imagine it. "Dad creampies his kid daughter" — 10 million views. Is that what you want? For me to turn you into a proper little pornstar? We'll hide your face so they'll never know who it actually is, but they'll probably get off so much to our homemade, daddy-daughter porn.
I'm gonna cum. I'm going to fucking cum, so just hold still while my balls fucking slap against you. Just sit fucking still so daddy can use his homegrown cum dumpster, FUCK. fuck, fuck, fuckkk. Oh fuck... God, kid...
How's that for being a pornstar? The next time you borrow my laptop, I want you to know that my dick is going to be buried inside you, yeah?
Really been into the idea of being "chain" assaulted.
I get raped/assaulted, stumble home and tell my roommate/friend and they hug me close, let me cry but then I feel their hand in my pants, pushing their fingers into my aching cunt, I try to struggle but they hold me tight. "Let it happen." They finger me asking if this is how it felt when I was assaulted until I cum on their fingers. They praise me for being so good for them.
They take me to the hospital to get a 'rape kit' done, the nurse takes me to a private room, bends me over and spreads my lips, taking photos while asking me what happened. I feel their mouth on me, sucking my clit and forcing me to cum on their face while I sob and beg them to stop.
They get a doctor to come in, get me on the exam table and feet in stirrups. The nurse holds me by the shoulders while the doctor holds my hips or thighs and fucks me hard and deep. I sob and scream as I get raped again, the doctor pumping another load into my cunt. After he's filled me up he fingers my clit until I cum, forcing my cunt to suck his load into my womb.
They let me go and my friend strokes my hair as they suggest we go to the cops now that the rape kit is done. I shake my head, I don't want to, too much has happened. They suggest going home and having the cops come to us. I finally agree and two big, buff cops show up, I'm scared by my friend tell me it's gonna be okay.
The cops listen to my story and then grin, the first one grabs me and drags me down to my bedroom, he pushes me onto the bed and pulls my pants down. He shoves his baton into my cunt making me scream, he fucks me with it until I'm begging him to stop. He pulls his cock out and says if I want him to stop with the baton he'll just use this. I can hear moaning from the living room and realize my friend and the other cop are fucking.
The first cop leaves after he's pumped a load or two into me and his partner shows up, stroking himself back to hardness. I'm too exhausted to fight but he wants a fight so he flips me over, thrusts into my cunt just enough to wet his dick before forcing it into my ass. I howl and scream but he holds me down and rails me hard.
When they're done my friend comes lets them out and comes to my room smirking at me. "This is what you wanted." They say, showing me a post from a blog I didn't know they knew I had. They push my legs open and kneel down. "Let me reward you for being so good today."
I moan helplessly as they eat me out, making me cum over and over until I can barely move. They pat my head, "Rest up, I have friends coming by tomorrow they're gonna love destroying your holes even more."
Father out for a night with friends catching sight of his son dancing and drinking at the club he's at even though he's under drinking age.
Father watching his son get drunker and drunker, stripping out of his shirt and dirty dancing with random men, all around his own age.
Father who makes a plan with his friends and has them head to the men's room before stalking onto the dance floor. He grabs his boy by the arm and drags him away to the bathroom.
Father who tosses his boy into the room and then stands outside and listens as his friends gangrape the boy to teach him a lesson. This is why you don't get drunk and sloppy when you're underage at the bar.
Father listening as his boy screams and begs them to stop, feeling his cock get hard at the feral grunts and commands to "take it" from his friends as they brutally sodomize the boy.
Father who steps into the bathroom when it's "over", watches his friends leave and then locks the bathroom door.
Father who picks his boy up off the floor and bends him over the counter, making him look at his tear streaked face as he reprimands him, spanking his ass red as the boy sobs and begs for forgivenss.
Father who opens his pants and pulls his aching cock out as he pulls his son off the counter and onto his knees. Father who looks down at his son as he forces his cock into the boy's mouth and down his throat, skull fucking him until he cums down his throat with a growl.
Father who takes his boy home and cleans him up before tucking him into bed and petting his hair, promising if he's a good boy and doesn't go out drinking again this won't have to happen again.
Father who crawls into bed that night and secretly hopes his boy disobeys again, maybe next time he'll just take the boy somewhere on his own and rape him by himself.
cw non-consent
Therapist. Licking the tip of his finger, the man flips through his notes. The girl sits silently on the couch. Her misty eyes stare at the clock on the wall.
“Are you ready to begin?”
She doesn’t reply. Her therapist taps his pen on the paper. Two clicks of the pen, and he scratches out a few notes. She shudders slightly.
“Let’s get started. From the top, let’s go over what happened that night.” Her eyes drift down to the floor. “…again?” She swallows her words. “Trust the process.”
“Uhm… I went out dancing…” The girl’s unfocused expression is blank and docile. Her therapist adjusts his glasses and watches her carefully. “And what were you wearing?” She picks at her nails, avoiding the question. “…the clothes I showed you…” He nods. “Did you wear them today, like I suggested last time?”
Visibly nervous, the girl holds onto the fabric on the hem of her shirt. “…yes… under here…” The man smiles. “That’s good. You’ve come a long way from our first session. I remember you didn’t even want to look at those clothes.” He clicks his pen twice. “Let’s see them.”
Shallow breaths. She wants him to fix her. Lifting up the shirt, she reveals a thin lace top. He takes more notes. Her sweatpants slide down. A tiny frilly skirt barely hides her blue-and-white striped panties. Long socks match her underwear. Her therapist examines her. “Why do you think you chose to wear that outfit that night?”
Embarrassed, the girl tries to hide her body behind her frail arms. “It was a rave… lots of girls dress like this…” He doesn’t respond, letting the silence invite her insight. “…I guess I wanted attention…” The man writes on his pad. “Well, you certainly got it. Tell me more about what happened.”
“Was a little drunk… lost my friends… dancing on the floor… some guy started touching me…” Her small voice fades off. “Mmhm. Touching you where?” She’s getting more nervous. He adjusts his glasses and watches her breathe. “He was groping my tits.”
The man clicks his pen twice. She shudders. His hand reaches out and cups her breast. “Did he grab you like this?” The girl whimpers, her tiny bralet lets her feel each one of his fingers searching her. “No… was rougher…” Her therapist pushes his hand under the lace, squeezing and gripping her tits. “Like this?”
She nods. “…pinching my nipples and stuff…” He recreates it for her. “Dressed up like that, it’s no wonder some guy wanted to put his hands on you…” The man can feel her rapid heartbeat in her chest. “So what happened next?”
“…uhm… told him to stop…” He squeezes harder. His other hand lifts up her skirt. “Why did you do that? You’re letting him see your panties, don’t you think that’s a bit of a mixed signal?” The girl blushes a deep red. “…I dunno… I tried to get away… he followed me to some old hallway at the back of the club.”
“Going somewhere a little more private? Sounds like you were trying to get fucked.” Her body twitches in his hands. He clicks his pen again. She lets out a short gasp. “No… was just trying to have fun… told him to leave me alone… he grabbed my neck.” The man lifts his hand up from her tits, holding her by her throat. A firm squeeze makes her face turn pink.
“Did he choke you? Like this?” She can barely breathe. The girl nods, her eyes close. “What happened next?” She shakes her head. “Tell me what happened. It’s important for your therapy.” He chokes her harder. “I won’t let go until you do.” Her head spins. “…kissed me…”
Her therapist drags her in closer, pulling the girl onto his lap. His lips press into hers. His tongue fucks her mouth. She squirms and tries to push him away. He releases the choke, holding the back of her neck to keep kissing her. The girl slowly stops fighting.
“You’re doing good. Let’s keep going. What did you let him do next?”
Drool runs down her chin. Her distant expression is almost lifeless. “Dragged me into the janitor’s closet… shoved me into the corner…” He nods and kisses her cheek. “Okay, we’ll go through that now.”
His powerful hands grip her by the waist. She stumbles as he drags her across the room. He pushes her to the floor in the corner of the room. “I’m sure you were fighting more than that. Don’t leave out any details.” The girl’s eyes start to water. Her terrified breaths are short and raspy. The pen sits on the table by the couch. “Come on, tell me.”
“I was crying, begging him to not do it… I sucked his dick… thought it would keep him from – “ The therapist cuts her off. “Let’s not get ahead of ourselves.” He strokes her hair. “It’s okay to cry here. Let it out.” She sobs. “I didn’t want it.” The man unbuckles his belt. She’s back in that closet in the nightclub. Tears run down her face.
The girl is still sobbing as she wraps her lips around his cock. Her head bobs quickly. The therapist grips the back of her head, fucking into her throat. He lets out a satisfied groan as her tears and spit mix, drooling down her slutty outfit. “So, you thought if you made him cum, he wouldn’t fuck you?” He doesn’t look down, but he can feel her nod.
“Try harder, then.”
Stroking his shaft, she sucks off her therapist. The girl does everything she can. Forcing it as deep as it can go, rubbing his balls, running her tongue along the bottom of his shaft. Her facefucking gets more desparate. She knows she’s running out of time.
“Did he cum in your throat?” The man growls. She shakes her head no. He smiles and pushes his glasses up his nose. “Guess he needed more, huh? Keep telling me the story.” The girl gasps for air. “Please, no… just let me suck your cock… please… not that part…” Her therapist lays his dick across her face. “You’re almost there, keep going.”
He uses her tears as lube as he rubs himself across her cheeks. “He pulled my panties down… forced my legs open… he… he…” The man kneels down and follows the script. A sharp tug pulls her cute panties off her legs. “You’re more wet than last time. That’s good. You’ve made a lot of progress.” Her toes point into the air. He buries his cock in her pussy.
She lets out a quiet scream. The girl’s body starts to fight him. He pins her wrists to the floor and ruts into her. “He held you like this, right?” Even as she struggles, she nods. “Was his cock my size?” A pathetic whine. “No, you’re a lot bigger…”
The therapist pounds into his patient. “I’m…” The girl twitches underneath him. “I’m…” Deep hard strokes. “No…” She whimpers. The patient cums on her therapist’s cock. Her head spins as he breaks her. “Did you cum?” The man asks, inches from her face. “Yes…” He keeps going. “I meant the night that it happened.” She looks up at him, filled with shame. “Yes…”
“You’ve done so well. We’re almost all the way through. He came in your cunt, didn’t he?”
The girl’s eyes light up with fear. “No no no… not that part… please, no, stop…” Her warm wet pussy tightens involuntarily around his cock. “That’s what happened, isn’t it? It’s okay to let go.” She tries to fight again. Her fingers claw at his chest before he pins them to the floor again. “Please, no, stop. I want to stop. I don’t want to do this anymore.”
“Is that what you told him?” He thrusts faster into her slippery hole. “Don’t cum inside of me. Don’t don’t don’t don’t…” She bursts into tears again. “Did he cum in you?” The therapist’s soothing voice makes her shudder. “Yes, but I can’t go through that part… I can’t…” He kisses her, stroking her head like a terrified animal.
The man gasps and lets out a long exhale. She feels his cum flood into her. The catatonic girl stares down at her used pussy as he slowly slides out. The sticky damp of her therapist’s cum pours down her ass. She can see him talking, but all she can hear is pounding in her ears.
He relaxes on the couch. The girl’s tongue cleans his cock. “Did you do this for him?” The man slowly rubs her back. “…nu-uh…” She nuzzles into his bulge. “You’ve come so far. You almost made it all the way through the story before you tried to stop the therapy.”
“I think you’re close to a breakthrough. I’d like to bump you up to two sessions a week for the next little while.” The girl feels his half hard cock twitch in her mouth. He clicks his pen twice. She nods as his hands grope her tits.
Every night he'd gotten closer and closer to violating her. She was so attached to her daddy, she didn't want to sleep alone. He loved having his baby in his bed so he indulged her. She was so soft and warm cuddled up to his chest at night.
But things changed the night before her first day at a new school. She slept fitfully that night, and kept squirming in her sleep, rubbing up against her daddy's dick. He tried to shift away from her but every time he moved she'd start to wake up and cry, and he couldn't bear it. And he knew she'd have an easier time tomorrow if she was well rested. He really didn't want to wake her up. So he tried to be a good dad and ignore how good it felt. He told himself he shouldn't be feeling that way. And then he got hard, and he was stuck. No way was he going to move now, and risk his kid waking up to her dad's hard cock rubbing against her. He laid awake all night, staying so still, panting and holding her a little too tight to him.
Since that night, it's only gotten worse. He's grown more and more obsessed with her body and how good it feels. She's so soft, so warm. It takes everything he has not to let his hands wander too far when she sleeps. He rubs her body soothingly, his hands getting so close to places he should never touch, but he's never crossed that line. He knew it would hurt her if he did, and he couldn't stand that. So he endured it until he just couldn't anymore.
Tonight is the night he's finally going to get what he's been waiting so long for. He portioned out the drug so carefully, weighing it on two different scales to be extra sure. He could never be too careful when it came to his baby. And then he mixed it into her drink.
Now she's wearing her pjs and sitting in his lap watching tv. He's focusing so hard trying not to think about what he's about to do so he doesn't get hard while she's conscious enough to remember. She starts to doze off in his arms, and he pets her hair and rocks her gently until she falls asleep completely. Then he picks her up and carries her to his bed.
He lays her down gently and just stares for a moment. She looks so perfect in her little night gown. So beautiful..and innocent. Like an angel. He's so in love with her. He bites his lip and leans down over her. He tenderly brushes a little bit of hair out of her face and leans down to press the lightest, gentlest kiss to her lips. Then he hovers over her for a second with his eyes closed, just breathing and collecting himself. And then he kisses her again.
She's completely unconscious, her face is limp as he forces kisses that get more and more desperate on her. He's holding her cheek cupped delicately in his hand when he pushes his thumb between her lips and opens her mouth. He pushes it deeper in and runs it across her tongue. God it's so soft. He needs to feel it more. He leans down and forces his big tongue inside her little mouth and moans.
Fuck every part of her is just so soft.
As he makes out with his daughter's unconscious body he starts to rock his hips, rubbing his hard cock against her. This is what he's been wanting for so long. Fuck, finally. He can feel precum starting to soak through his boxers. He reaches down to stroke himself over his sweatpants while he kisses her and moans into her mouth.
Then he lets his hand wander up from his cock over her belly towards her chest. He cups her soft developing breast in his hand and squeezes gently. His thumb glides over her nipple and he can feel it stiffen a little through her nightgown. It makes him so hungry for her. He reaches down and slowly, so slowly, lifts her nightgown up to expose her cute little panties and her small soft tits. He lets out a breath he hadn't realized he was holding.
He explores her body with his mouth and hands. At first he's gentle, taking his time worshipping every inch of her. But he starts to get desperate. And he gets faster, rougher. He takes his cock out of his pants and grinds it against her soft thighs while he roughly tugs on her nipples and forces his tongue down her throat. Not having to hold back is amazing. He's like an animal.
With all his precum lubing up her thighs he slips between them suddenly and moans as he feels how wet she is through her underwear. Fuck. He didn't know kids could get wet like that. As he starts to fuck her thighs she gets wetter, completely soaking through her panties. He needs that cunt.
He'd planned to take his time, and he'd tried, but not having to stop for anything, finally getting to act on every desire without regret, was making him lose control. He tried to take his time and worship her cunt through her panties first, but when he spread her legs and got close all he could manage to do was press his tongue as deep into her cunt through her underwear as he could before he tore them off and started to eat her out desperately.
She was still completely out cold. He explores her cunt with his tongue, reveling in every fold and worshipping her hole. He sucks on her clit and fucks her hole with his tongue. He can't believe how wet she is, how much is gushing out onto his tongue. He's addicted.
He jacks himself off fast, desperate, while he eats her out. Then he can't take it anymore. He climbs up and presses the tip of his cock against her cunt. He lets out a deep throaty groan as he grinds against her. He starts to fuck against her cunt like an animal, humping her tiny helpless body ferally. It makes him crazy. He's lost his mind completely with how good it feels. Every time his cock catches a little on her hole he tries to resist the urge to push it inside. Finally, he can't resist anymore.
He's not going to fuck her. He's just going to see how much of the tip he can fit inside her and jack himself off. He pushes against her tiny hole. It's not going in at all, she's just too small. But he's past the point of stopping. He desperately rubs her clit while pressing against her hole jacking himself off. Her hole starts to give, just a little, but he's too impatient to wait for it to let him in slowly. He forces his way inside her. He doesn't stop at the tip. He groans the whole time he slowly pushes inside until he bottoms out, shoving her cervix up a little. She's going to be so sore in the morning but he isn't capable of thinking about that right now. His mind is gone. All he can do is pound into her tiny body like an animal. He fucks her at a brutal pace, shoving in deep enough to pound her cervix every time.
Finally he cums inside her, bottomed out with the tip of his cock pressing against her cervix. Every drop flows inside of her womb, there's so much her belly starts to bulge. He just can't stop cumming. There's so much that it starts flowing out while he's still inside, barely escaping with how tight she is around his giant cock.
He collapses on top of her and breathes heavy for a long time before he picks her up and carries her to the tub. He washes her off thoroughly, gently, remorsefully. He takes his time. Then he puts her in clean pjs and carries her back to bed. He spends the rest of the night holding her close and guiltily googling on his phone trying to find home remedies for soreness sex.
Oh my god oh my god oh my godddddddd
“fuck, yeah, that’s my kid. mhm, mhm, squirm like that, baby. keep fighting me off, i’m so close.”
Shhh its okay, you can take it baby boy. Thaaaats it. Alllll the way down in dad's dick. Ah ah ah dont cry, son. You get to play horsey on dad's lap now. Yeah, that make you happy? Good boy. Now, remember, we don't stop playing horsey until you feel dad fill you up. Fight through pain for me, 'kay? You're so big and brave for dad
well. The Love Interest™️ and i are talking and hanging out as friends again so. i guess that’s something…?
Pervy dad who takes care of his son after an illness or injury that leaves the boy bedridden for a while.
Daddy's touch lingering around the boy's cock and balls when he's cleaning the boy off each day. Daddy watching the boy get hard even if he doesn't want to from the touch, telling him it's okay, it's natural.
Boy who flushes as Daddy's hand wraps around his cock and starts stroking him off. Boy who pants and moans as he bites his bottom lip as he tries to fight off the taboo pleasure of his own father jerking his cock.
Daddy who watches with hungry eyes as his boy's face flushes, his boy's chest heaves and just when it looks like his boy is going to come he slow down, loosens his grip, lets his boy ease back from the edge of orgasm.
Boy who whines softly, conflicted because he didn't want to come from his father touch him but his body was so ready to take at least some pleasure while he's bedridden.
Daddy watching his boy as he eases down from nearly coming before he starts moving his hand faster again, tightening his grip as his son cries out this time. Daddy jerking him faster and faster until the boy is right on that edge again and then eases him back.
Boy who nearly sobs when Daddy stops again, whimpering because it felt so much better this time but so much worse too. Boy who's conflicted about what he's feeling, what his body wants and what his brain knows.
Daddy who edges his boy over and over until the boy is in tears, his cock throbbing, red and clearly aching.
Boy who's nearly feral with need, so close to begging Daddy to make him come, to giving into this dirty, taboo thing that Daddy's doing to him.
Daddy who whispers that it's okay, it's okay to want this, to need it even. Daddy won't tell anyone else, it'll be their special secret. He gives the boy a loose, teasing stroke, keeping him teetering on the edge but never going over until the boy breaks, he sobs harder and begs to cum.
Daddy who groans with triumph, moving the fingers he stealthily lubed up between the boy's cheeks. Daddy pushing his fingers inside his boy's ass, breaching his virgin hole as he swallows the boy's cock down his throat. Daddy who sucks his boy's cock and pegs his prostrate from inside until the boy howls with pained pleasure spilling down Daddy's throat, his hips jerking and bucking, his body out of control as the most intense orgasm of his life tears through him.
Daddy sucking the cum out of him as he fingers his ass and swallows every drop he gets from his boy.
Boy left wrung out and exhausted from the edging and strong orgasm. Boy nearly unconscious as it ends... or has it?
Daddy who unbuckles his pants and lubes his cock. Daddy who pulls his fingers out of his boy's ass but quickly replaces it with his cock. Daddy who groans as he starts to fuck his boy's hole, grunting in his ear about how good he feels on Daddy's cock. Daddy fucking him in short, deep, fast thrusts until he groans deeply and his boy feels the hot spill of Daddy's cum inside him. Daddy who pulls out and watches his seed slowly drip out of his boys hole. Looks like Daddy's going to have to give his boy another bath...
Sweet boy laid out on the bed, legs spread wide as his father and older brother eat him out together. Hot wet tongues sliding through his slit, one probing his hole, the other circling his clit making him whine and wiggle, hips rocking against their mouths out of his control.
Sweet boy gasping as one mouth latches onto his clit and sucks hard making him see stars, the other works their tongue as deep in his hole as it can, tongue fucking and stretching his little virgin hole until with a wail the force his first orgasm out of him. They suck and trust against his sweet cunt until it feels so good it hurts.
They stop for a little bit, the sweet boy twitching and panting, tears on his cheeks. He's helpless as they flip him onto his belly, lifting his ass in the air and big brother starts to eat his ass, licking at his pucker before pushing his tongue inside. He cries out, begging them to stop but Daddy simply shifts so he can suck his boy's clit making him scream from oversensitivity.
Daddy and big brother suck at his clit and both his holes until he's so blissed out from repeated orgasms he can't do anything when they lift him up and impale his holes with their cocks. Daddy's big, thick dick splitting his cunt open at the same moment brother's just slightly smaller cock breaches his asshole.
He screams in surprise, maybe a little pain but they don't care, he's now just a set of holes for them to fuck. Big brother holds him under the armpits, keeping him just high enough they can thrust into him in long, hard, deep thrusts. Daddy cups big brother's chin and makes out with him. This is how it was always meant to be...Daddy and Big Brother in love, sweet little boy a collection of holes for them to relieve themselves in and eventually breed... they'll need more fucktoys to rape and molest after all...
Nothing is more romantic than kissing deeply while our daughter is sobbing because she is stretched out so tight and deep on daddy’s cock and we just won’t stop
Daddy slowly molesting you. It starts with "special massages" over your panties, you don't understand why Daddy groans when I feel how wet you get but you like how you feel so you don't question it.
Later, when you're used to Daddy touching you over your panties I tell you it'll feel better if you take them off. You're unsure but I tell you to trust me, you moan and squeal so loudly that Daddy has to cover your mouth, I can't let anyone catch us.
The first time Daddy pushes a finger inside your little cunt you tear up and Daddy growls, fucking you hard and deep forcing more tears from your eyes but my thumb keeps rubbing your clit until you're cumming on my finger. This is the first time Daddy does more than just touch you, I pull out my big cock and stroke it, cumming all over your belly and cunt with my finger still deep inside you. I kiss your forehead and praise you, tell you what a good kiddo you are for me.
One finger soon becomes two, tears stream down your face as I hurt you and make you cum for me before jerking myself off to the sight of my fingers in your twitching little hole.
Two becomes three fingers, Daddy rubbing your clit and a spot inside your cunt that makes you thrash and scream against my hand as you cum over and over until I have to jerk off and paint your body with my seed again, kissing your cheeks and telling you again how good you are letting Daddy hurt and heal you like this.
Finally, when Daddy can't take it anymore I fuck you with my three fingers making you cum until you can barely move. I stroke you hair with my hand as you sob, my fingers still inside you. It's time I tell you, time for you to finally become a big kiddo. I slip my fingers out of you and roll you over so your face is in your pillows. You don't understand but Daddy spreads your legs, groaning at the sight of you pretty slick hole. I put a hand on the back of your head, holding you into the pillows as I lift your hips just a bit with my other hand before thrusting brutally into your cunt. I'm sad I can't see your tears but you're screaming so loudly even with the pillow in the way I can't risk it. I hold you into the pillows and fuck you hard and deep. Daddy's cock is so big you feel it slamming against your cervix with every thrust and you know it's going to hurt tomorrow. Your little legs kick and flail as you try and adjust to the long, thick cock inside you. I grunt and growl and groan the whole time I'm raping you, talking about how good your cunt feels on my cock, telling you to take it like a good kiddo. When I cum I push as deep as I can against your cervix making you wail into the pillow while I unload into your cunt. The hand on your hip slips around to rub your clit and force one final orgasm out of you that night, making your cervix suck all of Daddy's cum inside your womb.
Daddy slowly molesting his sweet innocent kiddo until he snaps and rapes a baby into them... you're my special little kiddo and this is how I show you my special love.
"So? What're you waiting for?"
The older gentleman looks at you expectantly, and suddenly, you realize that you're not as ready as you thought you were.
Hey, kiddo, how was school? I saw Mike walked you home again today. How's he doing? Oh really? Do they still call it 'going steady'? Or am I behind the times. Well, whatever you call it, you have a boyfriend, huh?
Well, of course you're nervous, buddy. It's your first boyfriend! You still have a lot to learn. Inexperienced? Well, sure, at your age, most guys are. Oh, he said that? Well, he's gotta understand that he's a little... advanced. Most boys your age haven't had a girlfriend or boyfriend yet, so it's normal to not know what you're doing.
Well, I tell you what - why don't I show you a few things? Sure, that's what dads are for, right? Have you guys kissed yet? How did it go? Ok, that's good!
Oh, really? He wants a blowjob this weekend when you guys go on a date? That's kind of quick. No, no, it's ok. Well, if you really want to impress him, we have a lot of work to do. You're going to need some practice.
Come here, buddy. Let's pretend we're at on a date, watching a movie. I'm Mike. Now sit up next to me. That's it. Alright, so why don't you reach over and rub my thigh? Like that, yeah. Now move your hand to my zipper... here, this is tricky. Let me help you. There you go.
No, I don't think Mike is gonna be as big as your dad, so it'll probably be easier for you. But if you can handle Dad, you can handle any guy. Don't be afraid, go on and touch it. That's it. Wrap your hand around it. Yeah, that's normal, it's just precum.
Why don't you try tasting it? Yeah, so lean over like this - there you go. Now use your tongue to... Fuck... yeah, just like that kiddo. Really take your time and just enjoy it. Fuck. That's it. Yeah? Dad tastes good, huh?
Now open wide - you want to wrap your lips tight around the tip and start sucking. No, I'm not sure why it's called a blowjob. You don't do any actual blowing, it's all sucking. Now open wide... and then lean down... Fuck. Just like that. Keep moving your tongue around. Mmhmmm, suck nice and hard, and keep swirling your tongue like that. Fuck, kiddo, you're a natural. Mike is gonna be very happy with you after this weekend.
Ok, now start stroking Dad's cock. Nice and slow. And then let some of your drool slip out and... yeah, exactly. Use it to stroke me some more. Bob your head a little up and down. Here, let me show you. Yeah, I'll just grab your head.
Oh, that's quite a gag reflex you've got, kiddo. We'll have to work on that. Why? Because the next step is deepthroating. Deepthroating. Yes, exactly. Well, just relax, ok? Dad will help you out. Now, lower your head, take more of my cock into your mouth. That's it. Now, it's going to hit your throat and - wow, yeah, that's an intense gag reflex.
No, it's ok. Just relax. Yeah, your eyes are gonna get watery. Yeah, but all that drool just makes it feel better. Now, take a deep breath. Go on, nice and deep. That's my boy. And then... Mmmmm fuck. Oh my God... Easy, kiddo. Easy. Let your throat get used to it. Fuck. This feels amazing. Fuck.
Ok, take a breath. There you go. Now, this time, we're going to take all of it, ok? Yes, you can. You'll he fine, kiddo. Deep breath. That's it. Now... Fuck. Relax. Relax, kiddo, stop squirming. The more you panic, the harder it's gonna be. God damn you feel good, buddy. Keep going. Keep going. Almost there. Fuck. Oh fuck, kiddo. There you go. See? You did it!
Ok, let's take another breather. You're doing great. No, no breaks yet. You can't stop in the middle of a blowjob, goofball! Now, open up. No, we're not done. There you go, open wide. Just relax, kiddo. Stop fighting it. That's it. And into your throat. That's my boy. You sound cute when you gag like that. And all the way down. Good boy. Relax.
Ok, now hold it. Yeah, you're gonna show Mike how good you are at throating him, alright? Stop squirming and relax. Hold it. Hold it. Fuck. Fuck, kiddo, your dad might cum soon. And then you'll get to swallow it. Hold still. Just a bit longer. There. Alright, take another breath.
Ok, now you've taken me to the base a few times, now we need to start moving up and down. Yeah, bob your head and stuff. Deep breath. And then you can get in little gasps when you come upwards. Ok, open up. Stop, it'll be fine. Open wide. That's it. And down you go.
Oh fuck, kiddo. Oh fuck that feels good. Deeper. That's it. And back up. Ok, now quicker. Holy fuck your throat feels good. You know what? Maybe we'll skip over to throatfucking. No, don't start squirming again. Relax. Dad's got you. Let me just grab your head.
Fuck. That's it. That's it, kiddo. Take Dad's cock. Just like that. Relax. Just relax. Fuck yes. God, you're good at this. Fuck yeah. Look at you, drooling and gagging and sucking. Fuuuuck, kiddo. That's right. Dad's getting close, buddy. Real close. No, no stopping now. Relax your throat. Fuck yeah. Take Dad's cock, buddy. Almost... almost there. Almost...
Fuuuuuck! No, stay down. Swallow it. Swallow it, kiddo. All of it. Fuck yes. Gulp it down, buddy. Mmmm fuck. Every drop. Fuck. Fuck. God damn.
There, that wasn't so bad, was it? You're a bit of a mess. Lick your lips. And you have some on your chin. That's it. You're fine, stop whining so much. Dad kind of went easy on you.
Go clean up and grab some dinner. We have a lot of work to do. Once you get some food, come back here and we'll go again. Yes, I'm serious. Every day if we have to, from the moment you get home from school. We only have a few days to make sure you can impress the new boyfriend. Go eat and come back ready for another load. Thatta boy.
A Dad who fucks his son so full of guilt that he has to keep his eyes screwed shut or he might accidentally bust a nut from the utter mix of disgust and loathing he feels akin to a hot ache in his core, though now he can only focus on the wet plaps and the heady tug of his boy's hole when he moves faster.
He convinces himself it's all just to get it over with.
That each plunge, thoroughly intimate with his cockhead reaching deep depths in a meaty kiss, is just the result of his frantic bucking, yet his jaw is hung loose, drool spills from his lips and he's groaning with his son held captive below.
“Ohh...oh fuck..." He finally loses it. The shallow will to believe that simply closing his eyes would absolve him of all this shame. The guilt that’s compounded into a nervous rattle throughout his spine finally comes to an eerie slow the moment he peers down.
There, his boy’s hands are clenched on the sheets below, and a slow rhythm moves his son- panting he recognizes.
His son is arched up against him, and dad’s own larger hands have naturally found their way to his son's flank, resting above his hips.
He's really inside his son right now. His entire cock is.
“Holy..."
he can't even finish his thought. he pulls back to check if this is real, that his cock didn't magically disappear. Along with the pull comes a fresh surplus of desire when he watches the way his son arches back into him, greedy to take his father back inside him with a slow, arduous slurp.
it’s disgusting how pleased the sight makes him,
so he thrusts with intention.
it's wet music to his ears, a raunchy shlick that combined with the visual, has his cock jumping naturally with a spurt of fresh pre feeding into his son's seemingly bottomless hole. He's never had to think that his son was a whore in his life, but somehow, the thought settles more comfortably in his mind now that he’s accepted the truth.
maybe it's because he knows himself to be so depraved that it almost feels like some common biological urge in their shared blood.
He moves his hips to the thought of this, and he pays close attention to the joining of their bodies, his much more masculine one and the way their skin bunches, and how his son's ass receives it without a wink of regret. How could this little shit be so unaffected by what’s been weighing on him this entire time? the underlying muscles in his son's body shift to relax once dad picks up his lost rhythm and a subtle moan of satisfaction rings through his ears. He growls. “little fucker…” He can't possibly be frustrated. Not when he’s having the time of his life, so he takes a hold of his son so firmly that his fingers dig into his hips and he picks up the pace with a plethora of wet, meaty smacks that douse the weak embers of his son’s whining.
He wanted this. no more worrying about what the fuck’ll happen after this. dad’s gotta cum, and his son’s about to learn why he shouldn’t have agreed to this. He should be terrified, should’ve wanted to move out the moment he heard his dad agree to this. even that yes was so huge- yet his son of course said, “it’ll be fine. Of course it’ll feel good! we can take it slow…”
The older man knows logically he needs only to scratch this itch and that it’ll be over. The outstretched grasp towards finality shows its mark in a twinge carrying up his swollen balls. He hasn’t been so certain that he’d cum since the night he came in this boy’s mother…but fuck, focusing on the present does it’s dues better than he’d thought it would.
He burns the information along the coast of his fingers, the slap of his son’s ass and how it stings his palm, the hair atop his head and how each lock threads through the gaps in his fingers, those wet lips that part so easily for him in a cry of vulnerability, and that cute little tongue lulling out so damn salaciously.
He shouldn’t feel so damn shy about a kiss, yet he’s already made it this far, and he can recognize the hunger in his son’s eyes. The gentle prying, the seeking for contact more than this ass has already had with it’s effect on him. He’s being sucked in, not only literally.
“So greedy……fuck, I love you.”
Dad tastes his son’s answer before their tongues meet.
“You..too…”
Their lips envelop one another. Their words now are only electricity travelling along one another’s nerves.
He’s already hunched over, keeping that face held up to his. Despite the drool, he somehow feels parched so he melts into the kiss with ruthless intensity that becomes all enveloping.
He must devour.
Dad moves his hips and hums in approval at the way he’s so eagerly accepted by his boy, his bottom lip sucked on, a tongue coasting along his own- his son really is a whore in every sense. Inside his son, the world fucks off for a second- and his senses dissolve into a thrum of heavenly electricity. His neurons feel like they’re on fire from the mish-mash of senses colliding together all at once.
He can’t let anyone have this. It’s too addictive to let go of.
The larger man eats away at a squeal, pinning his son to the bed, completely smothering him in his weight. His hips move, undulating in motion while he captures those arms, holding them down onto the bed. If anyone were to walk in, they’d see a man completely in the throes of lust, intent on making a baby if they didn’t know any better.
It’s too damn bad he can’t because if it was up to him…he’d have this slut on his cock all day everyday, morning and night taking his seed like the good little faggot he is. Perhaps those kinds of people are drawn towards one another. Perverts that feel disgusting thoughts. It would explain the magnetism, and the sudden loss of strain on his body as though he’s been cut loose from the hypothetical strings of his regret.
Like roiling waves of magma bubbling up on the shores of heated rock in a slow, eventual rise, the shape of their two bodies that can’t live without one another eats away at his mind. his muscles exhale, and he lets out a sound from his chest like a deep groan.
his heart races as the earth slams back down onto him. He’s about to orgasm. He knows what it feels like to cum, but his body feels as though it’s turning inside out to warn him of the impending heat threatening to boil his core down into nothing.
There’s a rhythmic panic, his heart racing, but it’s just as soon smoothed over as his animal instincts take the reins, reminding him he’s in the throes of excitement. it’s only normal for it to feel so strong when your son turns you on like this. what a fucking godsend being a horrible father is.
Something escapes his body in heaves, causing his heavy balls to draw up. the motion pulls his hips forward into long thrusts that escape his notion of distance, like the tides of a blackhole that pull your body apart into string. It’s so tight. So perfect. So utterly unbearable that he can’t tell when his orgasm has ended.
All he can feel is the centerpiece of his urges letting out a few stuttering breaths in each thrust, at what must be the flood of his cum settling.
The room begins to zero in on itself, and he takes a long series of breaths now that he feels so heavy. Gravity’s returned, and it swells down to his bones. He can feel several cramps brewing, but right now it feels wrong to just…look away. Ignore what he’s done.
He’s fucked his son. It felt unbelievable…and he isn’t sure if he can ever go back from this, but there’re no words he can properly give right now to describe that. Beneath him, in that heap of a mess, he isn’t quite sure what to say…so instead he reaches out.
His boy’s feeling just as clammy as he was, and a soft huff escapes him at remembering those tempting words that started this all off.
Of course it would feel good.
It’s only been a short time since then, having struggled to get back up, but a cool cloth bathes his forehead, and another wipes down his son’s body. He smiles down at him, though it’s not a pitying look. He keeps his eyes lingering on him, watching his boy’s expression turn into a mystified one as if stuck in a haze, softly realizing all that’d happened.
That’s right, It was no dream. “You’re lucky I’m an old man…or I’d be hard all over again, the way you’re looking at me.”
He admits, half jokingly. The thought of going again does get him an errant throb…but it aches a little too much to go ahead and try it.
They’d definitely gone rougher than they should have for their first time at least. A small part of him knows he’s glad it happened like that, otherwise he wouldn’t have been able to accept the man he is. He’d been aiming just to get it over with…but he enjoyed himself just a little too much to go back.
He’s definitely keeping this all to himself.
holyyyy-
