Thanks to his belt, other parents are wanting the "Best Dad" to teach their daughters how to please thier fathers.
Dad's Mind-Controlled Daughters
Chapter Three: Popping the Daughter's Cherry
A Belt Buckle Mind-Control Story
By mypenname3000
Copyright 2021
Notes: Thanks to WRC264 for beta reading this!
After an hour of searching the internet, I could not find any match on the belt buckle my daughters had bought me. There were plenty that said “Best Dad,” but none were in quite the same style. Had quite the same shape to the panel.
“We bought it at Target, Daddy,” Janelle had texted me along with a picture of her breasts in the bathroom mirror at her college. “Do you want me to send you more pics?” my twenty-one-year-old daughter had added.
I had to hesitate at that. I knew there was something off about my daughters. Ever since I put on this belt, Janelle, Sarah, and Tonya had changed. They had all become absolute sluts for me, willing and eager to do anything for me. It didn't have to be sexual, but they were all dripping to have sex with me. They even did things with each other to turn me on. And I knew it wasn't just them, because my coworker Alex had asked me to bang his daughter and convince her to have sex with him.
You know, the way a “Best Dad” was supposed to have sex with his daughter. It was madness.
Target didn't carry it. I couldn't find it on Amazon or any of the other major retailers. Not Walmart or Nordstrom or J.C. Penney or Overstock.com. The belt had no manufacture's name on it. It was almost like it had been handcrafted.
Handcrafted with some sort of magical spell on.
How insane was that?
It was completely insane.
“Hey,” Ginger, another of my coworkers said. She stepped before my desk and smiled down at me.
“Oh, hey,” I said. “I'm still working on that expense report. Sorry, I got bogged down with something else.”
“Oh, that's fine,” she said, picking up a picture of me with my three daughters. My wife had died many years ago, when my youngest was only two. She smiled at it. “You have some great daughters.”
“Yeah, they're something,” I said, all too aware that Janelle had sent a shot of those large breasts of hers, a big smile on her face. She had tits like her mother's.
“Best dad,” she said, smiling at me. “That has to be you to raise such three perfect daughters.”
“Er...” I said.
“I need some parenting advice,” Ginger said, setting the picture down.
I swallowed, nervousness twisting about my guts. “Yeah?”
“It's my daughter, Alexis,” Ginger said. She looked embarrassed. “She's just... not...” She leaned down like this was such a shameful secret. “She's not sleeping with her father like she should be. Maybe I'm not encouraging her enough?”
“Er...” I said. It was clear the shameful part wasn't that she wanted her daughter to have sex with her husband but that her daughter wasn't doing it at all. “Yeah, that might work.”
“Should I have her watch my husband and I having sex so she can see what a stud her dad is?”
I swallowed. “Yeah, maybe.” This was so insane. What did this belt buckle do to people? “That might work. I mean... how long have you wanted her to sleep with her dad?”
Ginger frowned. “I guess not long. I mean, I guess I wasn't seeing what a problem it was until this morning, but it just hit me when I walked into work. She should be sleeping with her dad. I know your daughters are sleeping with you, right? You're such a great dad, why wouldn't they want to sleep with you?”
My cheeks burned.
“Well, I got to get back to the grind. Please, get me that expense report.” Ginger smiled at me. “I'll let you know how it goes with Alexis.”
I leaned back in my chair and shook my head as she walked away from my desk. I looked around the office. We all had a very open floor plan. No cubicles. People were working at their desks. I shifted in my chair and stared at my computer.
What the fucking hell was going on? What was this belt?
I texted my youngest daughter. “Where did you and your sisters get the belt. I need to know the absolute truth.”
A minute later came, “We got it at Target. I picked it out.” Then came a winky face emoji and an upskirt shot of her pussy. “I'm so wet for you, Daddy. Hope this helps you get through work thinking of my pussy waiting for your cock to slide right in.”
I swallowed at the sight of my eighteen-year-old daughter's shaved twat.
I closed that app before anyone saw the naked picture. They both said Target. And I had given them orders. They were doing everything else I asked for, so why would they lie about that. They didn't bewitch it or something, right.
Magic. I couldn't believe I was even considering something so insane as magic being real, but...
I worked on my expense report, wishing I had never put on the belt buckle, I just wanted to wear it. I felt weird when it wasn't on. Was that the magic working on me? Probably. But why didn't it make me accept this as normal?
Did whoever create it make it that way to fuck with me? Why? What would their motivation be?
“Hey, Trevor, how's it going?”
Sean was standing before my desk, a mug of coffee in his hand. He was a tall guy in khaki slacks and a pin-striped t-shirt. I swallowed. “Need some parenting advice.”
He chuckled. “Well, you are the best dad. I'm sure everyone's coming up to you to ask how you handle your daughters.”
I sighed. “And what do you want to know?”
“I'm seeing my daughter this weekend,” said Sean, “and I was hoping to, you know... Bond with her.” He winked. “Be a best dad like you. Any advice on how to get in her panties?”
I swallowed. “I mean, just let her know that you love her. That you support her. You won't always agree with the things she does, but let her know that won't change how you feel.”
“Right, right,” he said. “I do love her more than that crazy bitch who birthed her. I just have to show it to her. Maybe some champagne, you know, to set the mood. A romantic movie. And just let her know how much I love her. She'll be in my bed all weekend. Damn, thanks, I know that will work. Why does it have to be so many days away.”
It was only Monday.
“Shit,” he groaned and walked off. “Thanks, man.”
This was insane.
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By the end of the workday, everyone who had a young adult daughter had come to me for advice on how they or their husband (or even ex-husband in the case of Maryann), could sleep with their daughters. They were all so eager for it. Like fathers should be sleeping with their daughters.
Now, I had Sarah in the car with me. I had picked her up from home. I had decided my slender and quiet middle daughter was perfect for helping Alex and his daughter, Britney, have sex. This was such an insane day. Why had I promised him I'd do this.
My dick throbbed hard. I knew why. Alex thought it might help if I fucked his daughter first. Used my “Best Dad” skills to get her to open up. I was a man. The idea of fucking his eighteen-year-old daughter before him was too much for me to resist.
“Did you enjoy those booty shots I sent you?” Sarah asked as I drove. She had her kindle in hand, reading one of her books. She was always reading. I had gotten her this Kindle Unlimited pass that let her read all the books she wanted and only cost me ten bucks or so a month.
“Yeah,” I said. By noon, all three of my daughters were sending me nudes of themselves while they were at their college.
She smiled. “Good.”
Sarah had a slender body, her breasts little handfuls that she showed off in the stretchy belly shirt she wore, her nipples poking at the material. She pushed up her glasses, her brown hair cut in a cute bob that framed her adorable face. Though not the youngest, she was the most innocent of my daughters. Tonya, though a year younger, had bigger breasts and emulated Janelle. My eldest daughter was a flirt and a wild girl. I mean, she was good at home, but she had dove into boys and dating, losing her virginity young. I did my best to be a good role model, but it was hard raising three daughters and working full time.
“I'm glad you chose me,” added Sarah.
I was just glad my girls didn't throw a fit, especially Tonya. But when I told her I needed Sarah and that Tonya had to clean the house, my youngest had said, “Yes, Daddy!” and just did it. This new Tonya that did what she was told without throwing a fit was almost alien.
This belt buckle...
“Turn left on 128th Street,” the GPS said on my phone announced.
I got into the turn lane. I followed the GPS to Alex's house. I had never been over there before. My stomach grew more and more nervous, twisting and churning until it was knotted into a complicated pretzel. What if his daughter wasn't under the spell and freaked out on us?
As we pulled onto Alex's street, my daughter turned off her kindle and slipped it onto the dash. She looked around, straightening up. She had her legs crossed, her skirt so short it barely covered her rump. She did not normally dress like this. She used to wear fairly conservative clothing.
“I'm so wet for this, Daddy,” Sarah moaned. “We're going to help Britney be a good girl like me, aren't we?”
“Why do you think it's okay that good girls sleep with their dads?” I asked.
“Well, he has to be a good dad,” she said, smiling at me. “And you're the best dad, so of course Janelle, Tonya, and I want to sleep with you. And you should be sleeping with other girls, too. Lots of daughters need a best dad in their lives, even if it's not their own.”
“Fuck me,” I groaned.
“Okay, Daddy,” she said as I pulled to a stop. “Mmm, push back your chair and I'll ride you right here.”
“That wasn't a command but a curse,” I muttered.
“And it can't be both, Daddy?” she asked. “I'm not wearing any panties.”
My dick throbbed. “No, no, we're here to help Alex and Britney out. Plus, we're on the street. What if someone sees us?”
“What if they do?” She shrugged. “Why would anyone think it's wrong that I'm having sex with my daddy. They'll know you're an amazing father when they see me riding your cock.”
“But it's in public,” I groaned, shocked by how open she was.
“It's not like we're boyfriend or girlfriend,” she said. “That would be wrong. Daddies and daughters having sex is the most natural and beautiful thing in the world. Who could possibly be offended by that?”
I stared at my daughter as she said those insane words even as I wanted to test them out. Just fuck my daughter right here. I thrust open my car door, stepping out into the cool evening, my cheeks on fire and dick so hard.
Sarah climbed out and took my arm. We walked up to the door, a sweet aroma rising about my daughter. That wasn't her perfume. She was as wet as she claimed. It was such a heady fragrance. I could just be lost to it.
I rang the doorbell.
Alex, in sweatpants and a t-shirt, opened the door. “Hey, man, I am glad you're here.”
“Yeah,” I said. “This is my daughter, Sarah.”
“Nice to meet you,” Alex said, giving her a polite smile. He looked over his shoulder as he stepped aside to let us enter. “Hey, Britney, come say hi.”
From the other side of the living room, a fresh-faced, black-haired girl peeked out from a hallway. She was wearing a purple t-shirt and a pair of jeans. She stared at me, looking frightened. She gave a start of a smile, the silver of her braces on her teeth gleaming. Then she ducked out of sight.
“Sorry, she's shy,” Alex said, rubbing his hand on the back of his neck. “It's okay, Brits. Come on out. This is Mr. Daniels. He's going to help you out. Show you how you can be a proper daughter. He's not going to hurt you. He's just going to love you.”
“That's right, honey,” a woman's voice called from the kitchen. “Be a good girl and let Mr. Daniels teach you how to make love to your father.”
“That's my wife, Linda,” Alex said. “She's cooking dinner. I hope you can stay. She's a great cook.”
“Uh, maybe,” I said.
Sarah broke away from me and headed across the living room. She went over to where Britney still lurked. My daughter gently guided Britney out into the full light. She was a gorgeous girl with a nice pair of tits, her black hair long and sleek. Her green eyes flicked to me.
Sarah cupped her hand to her mouth and whispered into Britney's ear.
Britney's cheeks blushed right even as her lips parted in amazement. She blinked and then flicked her eyes to me. She squirmed. Sarah kept whispering. Britney punctuated it with, “Really” and, “Oh, gosh.”
What was my daughter telling the girl?
Britney's eyes seemed to focus on my crotch. My cock was hard. I couldn't help it. As wrong as this was, I was too weak to stop myself. I wasn't a best dad. I was the worst for taking advantage of my brainwashed daughters. And now I would enjoy this girl falling under the spell, too. I would fuck her with her bamboozled parents' consent.
Then hand Britney over to let her father fuck her, too.
That made my cock even harder. The thought of another father fucking his daughter was such a rush. Incest was wrong, taboo, the most forbidden thing in the world, and that only made my cock throb even harder in my pants and boxers.
Britney then nodded, staring at me. She still looked apprehensive, but also had this eager gleam in her eyes. My daughter smiled in triumph at me and, holding Britney by the hand, led the girl across the living room to where I stood.
The two girls reached me and then Sarah sunk to her knees. She tugged at Britney's hand. Alex's daughter followed. Alex, sitting down on his recliner, watched and nodded his approval. My cock throbbed harder. Two sexy girls knelt before me.
Sarah boldly undid my belt buckle. I shuddered as the leather rasped, and then she opened it. Her fingers undid the fastener of my khaki pants and pulled the zipper down. She yanked off my pants, exposing my boxers tented with my cock.
“He's so big,” whispered Britney.
“And that's okay,” Sarah said. “You're going to love how big he is. My sisters and I do. It's such an amazing rush to be with our daddy. Now, we just pull off his boxers and...”
She hooked my boxers and tugged on them. My cock popped out of my shorts. It bobbed before me, thick and throbbing. I groaned as Britney gasped. Her eyes widened. She stared at my cock throbbing before her and shivered.
“It's okay,” said Sarah. “See.” My daughter grasped my dick, opened wide, and swallowed my cock.
I groaned at the pleasure while Alex nodded with eager delight, rubbing his hardon through his sweatpants. I shuddered as my daughter's lips sealed about my shaft. She suckled on me with such hunger.
Her hazel eyes stared up at me through the lenses of her glasses. She bobbed her head, worshiping my cock. Her short, brown hair swayed about her face. I groaned, my balls already tightening beneath the pressure of her blowjob.
She winked at me and nursed while Britney watched on in awe. She stared at Sarah like she was the coolest girl in the world. I growled, the pleasure rippling through me. My daughter sucked my cock with such passion. Her tongue danced around it, driving me nuts.
“Damn,” I groaned. “Oh, damn.”
My daughter slid her mouth off with a wet plop. Drool spilled down her chin. She held my cock to Britney. “Your turn.”
“Oh, I couldn't,” said Britney.
“Of course you can,” said Sarah. “Just pretend it's your daddy's cock, open wide, and suckle on him. Like it's a big lollipop. Just mind your teeth and use your tongue. Daddies likes it when their daughters use their tongues.”
“Yeah,” Alex groaned. “It's okay, honey. Suck on Mr. Daniels's cock.”
“Don't put too much pressure on her, dear,” Linda called from the kitchen. “Let her go at her own pace.”
“Right, right. I'll be quiet.” Alex grinned at me.
“You can do it, Britney,” said Sarah. “He needs your mouth wrapped around his cock. Daddies' dicks need their daughters to love them. It's their reward for being such wonderful and loving Dad’s. You want to reward my daddy, don't you?”
“Yes,” Britney whispered. She stared up at me, licking my lips. “Do you need me to reward you, Mr. Daniels?”
I should say no. I should rip up my pants, zip up, and walk out of here. “God, I do, Britney. I really, really do need that pretty mouth of yours sucking on my dick.”
“Pretty?” she said, smiling and flashing her braces. Then she opened her mouth wide and slid her lips over my dick.
Her father flashed me a thumb's up as his little girl suckled on my cock.
I groaned at the delight of Britney's mouth around my cock. She nursed on me, cheeks hollowing. Her green eyes stared up at me as she suckled on my cock. I groaned, my balls drinking in the delight her mouth created.
My hands flexed, fingers balling up for a moment. My heart thundered in my chest. This was insane how great this felt. I kept wanting to groan, but I fought to keep that to a minimum as she nursed on my cock. She suckled with more and more force.
“Mmm, are you using your tongue?” Sarah asked. She leaned in and licked Britney's ear. “He'll like it if you swirl your tongue around it.” My daughter licked the girl's lobe again, bringing a whimper from Britney. “Don't you like it when I do that?”
She nodded and then her tongue slid around my cock.
“Damn,” I groaned at how great that felt.
My daughter smiled and then she popped off her belly shirt. I groaned as her small breasts came into view. They were so perky and delicious. I stared at them, my heart screaming in my chest. She smiled at me, her hands cupping her little boobs. She winked at me, the minx.
Britney's tongue darted around my cock. She caressed me with that wicked tongue. It felt incredible caressing over my crown. Pleasure shot down my shaft. She kept suckling as she did, cheeks hollowing with her passion.
“Mmm, and bob your head,” purred my daughter. She stood up and pulled off her skirt. Like she promised, she was naked beneath, her brown bush dripping with her juices. She slid a finger through her curls and gathered some of her sweet cream. “Just slide your mouth up and down his cock.”
Britney did. I shuddered as her mouth slid up and down my dick, her cheeks sucking and tongue dancing.
“Mmm, that's it,” purred Sarah as she thrust her finger, coated in her pussy juices, at my lips. “Just like that. That's how you love my daddy's cock.”
I sucked her finger into my mouth. I tasted her sweet juices. She smiled at me as Britney bobbed her head. I nursed off my daughter's cream while Britney sucked with such passion on my cock. My dick twitched in her mouth.
I would have a huge eruption. Fire a big blast of cum into her mouth while her father watched on. He nodded his enthusiasm, clearly eager to have his daughter suck his cock like that. I groaned while my daughter slid her digits from my mouth. She rubbed my saliva on her lips and winked at me.
When did Sarah become this minx?
Right, right, this last weekend. She had been paying attention to her older sister for the first time ever. Sarah had become my slut, just like Tonya and Janelle. All three of my daughters were eager to worship me.
“Bob that mouth,” moaned Sarah as she shoved her hand between her thighs. “Suck my daddy's dick. He's the best dad in the world.”
Britney moaned around my cock.
“I'll say,” Alex said. “You got her blowing him. That's amazing. I can't wait for her to blow me.”
“She will, Mr. Cook,” my daughter said.
She rubbed at her pussy with one hand, her fingers slamming into her pussy. Her other hand rested on Britney's head. She caressed the girl, stroking her. I loved what my daughter was doing. She was petting the girl as she blew my cock.
That was insane. I groaned, my dick throbbing in the girl's mouth. She suckled on me with such hunger. She nursed on me with passion. I groaned, my heart pounding in my chest. This was amazing. Incredible. I loved every second of it.
“Yes,” I groaned. “Oh, god, yes, just like that.”
“Mmm, please my daddy,” Sarah moaned, her fingers plunging in and out of her cunt. She shuddered, her small titties jiggling.
The naughty girl bobbed her head. She suckled on me with passion. She nursed on my cock with such force. Her cheeks hollowed as she loved me. I groaned, savoring her mouth sliding up and down my dick, teasing me. Loving me.
My daughter kept petting Britney, Sarah's fingers sliding through the glossy, black strands of Britney's hair. The girl nursed on me, her head bobbing with more and more force. She moaned, sucking and making such sloppy sounds.
“Shit,” I groaned. “Oh, shit, that's good. That's perfect. Yes, yes, just do that. Just suck on my dick. Damn!”
She winked at me. Shy Britney winked at me.
“Damn,” I groaned.
“It sounds like our daughter's doing well,” Linda called. She peeked in from the kitchen. “Oh, my, look at her, Alex.”
“Yeah,” Alex groaned, squeezing his cock.
“She'll be doing that to you, soon, honey.”
“Uh-huh.” The father stared at his daughter sucking my cock with such hunger.
“Yes, yes, you'll be enjoying her,” moaned Sarah, “but my daddy will be taking her virginity, right, Mr. Cook.”
“Right, right,” my coworker groaned.
Sarah beamed and thrust a third finger into her pussy. She groaned, her back arching. I loved the sight of her small breasts jiggling while Britney sucked on my cock. The naughty girl sulked with hunger.
She made my dick feel amazing. Her tongue danced around my dick as she bobbed her head. She brushed my crown, caressing me with passion. It was outstanding to enjoy. I loved every moment of her blowjob.
Having her father watch only made this hotter. I shuddered, my dick throbbing in the girl's mouth. She had such an amazing mouth. Her lips massaged my shaft. The suction reached to my balls. I groaned.
“He's getting closer to cumming,” my daughter moaned, frigging her pussy with her fingers. She thrust them into her cunt so hard and fast.
They were hypnotic to watch. I groaned, my cock throbbing and aching in Britney's mouth. This was incredible. I would have such a huge climax. Just a mighty burst of cum that would flood out of my dick.
“Get ready,” moaned Sarah. “I want you to drink my daddy's cum. You're so fortunate to blow his cock.”
Britney moaned and suckled so hard. I threw back my head, my nuts tightening. Sarah's face twisted in delight. She plundered her cunt with her digits, climbing towards her climax. Her glasses shifted on her nose.
“Goddamn,” I groaned. This was insane. I glanced down at Britney, her green eyes twinkling up at me. “Fuck!”
I erupted.
My cock spurted into the girl's hungry mouth. I shuddered, my dick spasming as I unloaded blast after blast of cum into her mouth. My jizz fired to the back of her throat. Her cheeks bulged. Then she swallowed it.
“Oh, fuck,” I growled.
“Honey, honey, Britney's swallowing Trevor's cum,” Alex said.
“Oh, Britney, I'm so proud of you,” the mother called. “That's perfect.”
“Yes!” squealed my daughter. Her body shuddered. Pleasure twisted across her face. “Dump your cum into her mouth!”
I did. I spurted over and over again. My cum fired out of my cock and basted the girl's mouth. I soaked her in my jizz. She gulped it down, swallowing as my cock erupted over and over again. This was incredible.
My daughter quivered beside me, her fingers gripping a handful of Britney's midnight tresses. My daughter shuddered and pulled her fingers out of her mouth. They were coated in her juices. She smiled at me and held them out.
I sucked them into my mouth as Britney nursed out the last of my cum. My daughter's sweet cream melted across my taste buds. I loved them so much. All my daughters tasted excellent. I shuddered, my heart pounding a wild beat through my chest.
She slid her fingers out of my mouth and pressed her small tits against my arm. She pushed my hand between her thighs to cup her soaked bush. I couldn't help but rub my digits through her folds and tease her.
She beamed at me.
“Okay, okay,” said Sarah. “Britney, you need to get ready for my dad's cock. Why don't you have your daddy lick your pussy and make you cum. Get you all nice and ready.”
Blushing, Britney slid her lips off my cock and asked, “My dad?”
“Yeah, he'll do a great job,” Sarah promised. “Right, Mr. Cook.”
“I will.”
“Make sure you don't half-ass it,” Linda called from the kitchen. “You do that sometimes. Go down on our little girl properly.”
“I will,” he groaned, standing up. “Britney, come here. Let me love you.”
Britney glanced at Sarah. My daughter nodded. Licking her lips covered in drool and cum, Britney stood on rubbery legs and then stumbled to her father. She pulled off her purple t-shirt as she went, the white band of her bra crossing her back.
“Mmm, let's get you out of your work shirt, Daddy,” Sarah said and started unbuttoning my shirt.
I could only watch as Alex groaned, his daughter removing her bra and exposing her breasts to him. I couldn't see them, but it was clear that he had grabbed her round tits. Then he leaned in and sucked them into his mouth and nursed.
The sucking sounds were sort of obvious. I shuddered, my dick throbbing at the noises. His hands slid down her sides to her jeans. He unfastened them. As he did, my daughter pulled open my dress shirt.
“Daddy,” she moaned and pressed her face into my chest. She rubbed her features back and forth into my chest hairs. “Mmm, you're so sexy, Daddy.”
My cock poked her in the belly as she did that, pleasure shooting through me. “So are you, Sarah.”
“I love you, Daddy,” she moaned.
“I... I love you, Daddy,” Britney echoed. “You're... you're... sucking on my nipple.”
A wet plop filled the air; lips popping off a nipple. “They're so beautiful. I couldn't help it.” Her jeans fastener snapped. The zipper rasped. “Let's get you naked. I'm going to love your body.”
I stared at Britney's ass covered in her white, virginal panties. They looked so innocent on her. I groaned at the sight of her father pulling off her jeans. The girl stepped out of them, the side profile of her tits swaying into view as she moved.
Then her father yanked down her panties. Sarah purred, pressing against me. She shoved my hand back between her thighs to press me against her furred muff. Britney's peachy ass came into view, nice and plump. Her black curls peeked out, hiding her pussy.
They gleamed.
“Oh, Daddy, I need to fuck you,” Sarah said. “Can I ride you while Mr. Cook gets his daughter ready for you to deflower her?”
“Of course,” I groaned, shifting into place. My belt buckle rattled, my slacks around my ankles.
I sank to the floor, pausing to pull off my boxers and slacks, losing my shoes in the process. My daughter grabbed my cock as I stretched out on my back. I had the perfect view of Alex turning his daughter in place.
Britney's round tits came into view. They were perky, like Tonya's, and topped with dusky-pink nipples. She smiled at me as she sat down on her father's recliner, her braces flashing. Those made her seem even younger than her eighteen years. Child-like innocence shone from her.
Alex pressed his head between her crotch. Her eyes widened as she squealed, “Daddy!”
My coworker feasted on his daughter's snatch.
“Damn,” I groaned, watching Brittney's boobs jiggling.
“Mom, Mom, Dad's licking my pussy!” she squealed. “Oh, my gosh, it's so good.”
“That's wonderful, honey,” purred Linda. “I want you to cum hard. You want to have a nice and wet pussy for Mr. Daniels's cock.”
“Yes, Mommy!”
Sarah straddled me, drawing my attention to my middle daughter. She had a big grin on her lips, her nineteen-year-old titties quivering. She aimed my cock at her brown-furred muff and lowered herself to my cock. I groaned as her ticklish hairs caressed it and then came the hot kiss of her pussy.
I had only deflowered her two days ago on my birthday.
“Oh, Daddy,” she moaned as her cuntlips spread over the crown of my cock. “Ooh, yes!”
I shuddered at the wet caress of her silky, wet flesh swallowing my dick. My sensitive crown led the way, drinking in the friction. She groaned, her back arching as she lowered more and more of her cunt onto my dick.
I rubbed at her thighs, caressing her and feeling her muscles flexing as she lowered herself so slowly down my cock. She moaned, a huge grin on her face. Then she bottomed out on me and whimpered in delight.
“Oh, Daddy, yes!” she moaned. “Ooh, that's so good. That's amazing. Your big dick is in me. Such a wonderful cock.”
“Wow,” Britney said. “You really took all of your daddy's dick?”
“And you will get to enjoy that delight, soon,” my daughter promised, her pussy clenching down on my cock.
Then she slid back up my dick. I groaned, my back arching as the wonderful sensation of her pussy sliding up my dick surged pleasure through me. I groaned, my face contorting with the bliss of this moment. It was incredible.
“Damn,” I groaned. “Oh, damn, that's so good. That's so amazing.”
I glanced over at Britney as my daughter rode my cock. The girl was shuddering, her round breasts quivering as her father ate her out. She grabbed the back of his head, holding him to her. She looked to be in heaven, too.
Maybe... maybe this daddy/daughter thing wasn't the worst thing. Maybe I wasn't a terrible guy for taking advantage of what this belt buckle had done to everyone around me. I could just enjoy it. Savor it.
Pop Britney's cherry and break her in for her dad.
I groaned, my hands sliding up Sarah's thighs. My daughter's silky skin glided beneath my palms. I reached her hips and then slid up her sides. She groaned, working her pussy up and down my cock as I caressed her. I reached her small breast, kneading them as I stared at Britney's perky and round tits.
“Yes, yes, yes, Daddy,” moaned Sarah. “It's so hot watching Britney with her father.”
“Uh-huh,” I groaned.
“He's going to make her cum,” my daughter continued, her pussy clenching about my cock as she slid up me.
“So are you,” I groaned, my nuts tightening.
“Of course I am,” Sarah moaned. “I know how to love my daddy. Ooh, but we're helping her see just how great a dad he is.”
“Great?”
“Well, he's letting the world's best dad fuck his daughter,” Sarah said to me. “I think that's great. Her dad's an amazing father for letting you slide your cock into his daughter's virgin pussy, Daddy.” Sarah's twat clenched down on me. “Ooh, it turns me on!”
“I can feel that,” I groaned, squeezing her breasts.
Sarah smiled at me, her glasses slipping on her nose. She grabbed my hands and pressed them into her breasts. She massaged them into me, this big smile on her lips. Her pussy gripped me as she worked her cunt up and down my dick.
Her juicy snatch brought me closer and closer to erupting. She would make me cum hard. I would flood her pussy. And then...
I glanced over at Britney as she shuddered on her father's mouth, her thighs squeezing about his head. Braces flashed as her mouth opened wide to moan. Such pleasure crossed her face. I would fuck her next. I would slam into her cunt and bury into her nice and hard.
It would be incredible. A delight that I couldn't wait to enjoy.
I was turning into a complete pervert. I groaned, my dick throbbing in my daughter's cunt as she worked her pussy up and down my cock. I shuddered, the pressure building and building at the tip. I couldn't take much more.
Then Britney gasped out, “Daddy! Yes!”
Her boobs jiggled as she came on her father's cock. Sarah gasped and impaled her cunt down my dick. Her hot pussy engulfed every bit of my cock in incestuous heaven. I groaned as she squealed out her delight.
“Daddy!”
My daughter's pussy went wild around my cock. Her cunt sucked at my dick. I groaned and then I spurted into her cunt. Blast after blast of my jizz pumped into her twat. The pleasure slammed into my mind. Stars burst across my vision. I groaned, savoring the bliss shooting through me. My back arched, my cock unloading over and over into her cunt.
“Oh, Daddy, yes, yes!” Britney moaned. “You're getting me ready for Mr. Daniels's dick.”
“I am!” he groaned. “I so am!”
A shiver ran through me as I squeezed my daughter's tits. I unloaded the last of my cum into her pussy. She grinned at me as she quivered through her orgasm. Then she glanced at Britney. My daughter had such a wicked look in her eyes.
“You're going to love my daddy's cock entering your pussy,” moaned Sarah.
“Mom! Mom! Mr. Daniels is going to deflower me now!” Britney gasped, her father lifting his face from her pussy. He was drenched in her pussy.
“One second,” her mother called. “I'm just putting in the chicken.” An oven slammed shut. “There.”
Linda came out, her black hair cut short. She wore a t-shirt and a pair of sweatpants, a curvy woman with a big smile. She came up to her husband, who was standing up, and kissed his lips covered in their daughter's pussy cream.
“Mmm, you really drenched your father, Britney. You must have cum hard.”
“I did, Mom,” she said, her braces flashing. “Mr. Daniels, I'm so ready.”
“Come lay here beside my dad,” said Sarah. She then slid her pussy off my cock and shuddered as she popped off. She knelt beside where she patted. “Just stretch out right here, and my daddy will slide his cock into your pussy. It'll be great.”
“Yeah,” Alex said.
Britney darted over, her round breast jiggling. She had come out of that shy cocoon. She plopped down between my daughter and me, this huge smile on her lips. Then she stretched out on her back, her round tits jiggling. She stared at me, her braces flashing.
“I'm so ready, Mr. Daniels,” she said, spreading her legs, her black bush drenched in her juices.
I shuddered, her parents settling down beside Sarah to watch. I groaned, my dick throbbing. This was so insane and so hot all at the same time. I mounted Britney, settling between the eighteen-year-old girl's thighs. My cock nudged into her bush. Into her virgin pussy.
“Here, let me help you,” Linda said. She grabbed my cock and pressed me into those curls and right against her daughter's virgin pussy. “Make love to my daughter. Show her why she should be having sex with her daddy.”
“Yes, yes, show me,” moaned Britney.
I shuddered and pressed my dick against her folds. Her pussy lips parted and there was her hymen. That thin membrane. I could feel the holes in it, all too small to let my thick cock through. She whimpered.
“It'll be okay, sweetie,” I told her. “I know what I'm doing. I've deflowered three women in my life. My wife and two of my daughters.”
Britney smiled at me. “You're the best dad ever, Mr. Daniels.”
I pressed against her pussy. Her hymen stretched and then tore. As her cherry popped, my cock thrust into her cunt. Her hot flesh engulfed my cock. That wonderful, delicious, silky grip squeezed down on my dick. I groaned as I sank deeper and deeper into her flesh. She felt incredible about me.
“Oh, god, yes,” I groaned, her pussy squeezing about my dick. She felt wonderful. Such a thrill to feel engulfing my cock in rapture. I shuddered, savoring that bliss. “That's amazing, honey. Your pussy is so tight and hot.”
“And you're so big, Mr. Daniels.” She smiled, her braces dazzling.
I grinned at her as I sank to the hilt in her deflowered pussy. Linda let out a motherly sigh of delight. Sarah squealed. This was so surreal and so amazing all at the same time. I drew back my hips, Britney's pussy squeezing about my cock. Her cunt clung to me, the friction incredible. She gasped, her eyes widening.
I slammed back into her. I buried to the hilt in her pussy. She shuddered, her twat squeezing about my dick. She held me tight in that wonderful embrace. I savored her hot pussy wrapped around my dick. It was such a treat to feel soaking my shaft. The heat flowed to my nuts full of my cum.
I groaned and pumped away at her pussy. I thrust into her, loving how her face twisted in delight. Her boobs rubbed into my chest, her nipples hard. She held me tight, whimpering, her braces flashing on her teeth.
“Mr. Daniels!” she moaned as I pumped away at her deflowered pussy.
I thrust into her snatch, reveling in her hot cunt squeezing me. She moaned and gasped. I loved the sounds she made almost as much as that barely legal cunt squeezing about my dick. I savored this bliss. I buried over and over into her snatch.
“Yes, yes, yes!” I groaned. “Oh, damn, that's good. That's so good.”
“I bet it is,” Alex said.
“You're going to find out tonight,” Linda purred. “Our daughter is so going to be ready for you.”
“She will,” Sarah moaned. “My dad is the best!”
I groaned and thrust hard into Britney's pussy. I fucked the eighteen-year-old girl's hot cunt. Her pussy squeezed about me. She held me tight in her embrace. Her pussy brought me closer and closer to cumming in her. Closer and closer to erupting.
I would have such a huge explosion of bliss. I would just spurt all my jizz I could into her. Blast after blast of spunk that would baste her twat. I slammed into her. I buried to the hilt in her over and over again.
“God, yes!” I moaned, pumping away at her twat. I slammed deep and hard into her. I buried to the hilt in her cunt. it was such a thrill to feel her pussy clenching down on me. “You're so tight.”
“Of course my Brits has a tight cunt,” her father said with pride in his voice.
“And you're so big, Mr. Daniels!” squealed the girl.
“My dad's the best in every way!” Sarah purred.
I shuddered, slamming hard into the girl, my nuts tight with my cum. I was almost there. I slammed into Britney's pussy, her cunt squeezing about me as she shuddered beneath my body. She massaged me, her face twisting in delight and braces flashing.
“Mr. Daniels!” she squealed, her pussy clamping down tight about my cock.
I thrust hard into Britney's pussy, her arms and legs around me. Sarah, Linda, and Alex watched. The parents held hands as I drilled my cock into their daughter's pussy. I buried to the hilt in her cunt, my balls smacking her taint. Her deflowered flesh clenched about me.
Then she squealed and her pussy went wild around my cock. Her flesh spasmed and writhed around me. I shuddered as her cunt sucked at my dick. I buried to the hilt in her convulsing twat, the pressure busting in my nuts.
“Fuck!” I groaned and erupted.
I flooded Britney's pussy with my spunk. The pleasure shot through me. Every eruption of my cum into her pussy sent such delight tracing through me. I groaned, my cock spurting over and over into her snatch.
“Oh, Daddy, he's cumming in me!” Britney moaned. “I want to make love to you, Daddy!”
“Oh, that's wonderful, honey,” her mother cooed.
“Damn,” her dad said, sounding emotional. “I'm honored, Brits.”
I shuddered, spurting blast after blast of cum into her pussy as her parents watched. I groaned, her pussy sucking at my spunk. My balls emptied into her hungry snatch. I shuddered on her, loving the feel of her breasts on me.
“Wow,” she cooed as I emptied the last in her. “Thank you, Mr. Daniels, for showing me just how wonderful having sex with a daddy is.”
“You're going to enjoy yours,” Sarah said. “Just not as much as mine.”
I grinned at my daughter.
“After dinner,” Linda said, “you can take a bath and get yourself all ready to spend the night in our bed.”
“Yes, Mom,” Britney said, her pussy squeezing about me.
I slid out of her as Britney darted off to clean up and her mother returned to the kitchen. My daughter and I dressed, the belt buckle back on. After I was clothed, because it would have been weird before, Alex came up and shook my hand.
“You are the man, Trevor! Thanks.”
I nodded. “Just enjoy her.”
“I will,” he said. “You did great, too, Sarah.”
She beamed at him.
“I think you need to do this more often,” Sarah said after we left the house and as we headed back to the car.
“Fuck other guys' daughters?” I asked.
“Help little girls love their daddies like Tonya, Janell, and I do.” Sarah smiled at me. “I think that's what you should do. Start a business. We can help!”
My dick twitched. That would really be abusing this belt buckle, but... It was such a seductive idea. I couldn't get it out of my mind. Swallowing, I nodded my head. “I guess... we can try it out.”