Tina was my favorite daughter, always had been. She was the prettiest and the smartest of my three daughters. Our family was a decent, conservative, church going family, and I took my fatherly duties very seriously. I felt very proud that all my daughters had been virgins when they married. Tina was pregnant with her third child and seemed excited about her first boy. I was over the moon over the first grandson.
Sunday after church, Tina came over to our house for lunch, since her husband was out of town. Her other two kids were with their other grandparents. During lunch, Tina seemed to monopolize my time and attention, which wasn’t that unusual, but she was a bit more touchy feely than usual. After lunch my wife had to go back to church to help with Christmas play rehearsals and then to her sisters’ house. Before she left, she and Tina had a brief, whispered conversation, during which my wife kept smiling at me. When they had finished, she came over bent down, kissed me softly, almost sexually, and then touched my cheek and whispered softly, “Be good. Be nice to Tina.” What the hell was she saying? She knew Tina was my favorite. Crazy woman.
Tina went up for a nap, and I watched the game. An hour later, Tina came down, wearing a bikini, her huge, pregnant belly bare and out there. She rubbed her hand over her belly as she told me she wanted to get some sun.
I said, “Ok.”
She said, “You should come out, we can catch up.”
She smiled at me in an odd way, and I said, “Ok, in a minute.”
I watched her walk down the hall and out the door to the pool. As she walked the thought that she had an incredible ass popped into my head from nowhere. Then when she turned at the door and the light hit her profile, I thought, god her breasts are huge. I blushed and felt my groin stirring. I quickly banished all thoughts. But I could no longer concentrate on the game. I finally gave up and walked down the hall. A tiny voice argued with another tiny voice, saying I shouldn’t go out, while the other voice clearly said, fuck you and urged me to keep going. I paused at the door. Finally, I sighed and said to hell with it and walked out to the pool.
Tina was laid out on a towel, completely naked. Her fantastic breasts were topped off by fierce, hard, nipples, the size of tater tots. I swallowed hard and continued staring and examining her body, knowing I shouldn’t, and knowing the devil was testing me. Her crotch was a tangled mess of thick overgrown hair. I remember my wife had had trouble keeping her bush hair in check during her pregnancies. The sight of her belly, full of life did something to me and I began to notice my hardening dick. I had always been a good, decent church man, deacon even, but right now, I knew I was about to try and at least make out with my lovely Tina.
She finally noticed me standing there, and waved me over. “Come on daddy, I won’t bite. Unless you want me too.” I almost fainted. I walked towards her.
She rubbed her belly, and then her breasts. “It’s so nice to be out here naked, daddy. I love how the sun feels on my body. I don’t look too ugly do I, daddy? What with this giant belly and all.” She put both hands on each side of her belly.
I told her, “Tinalicious, you look absolutely gorgeous,” using my longstanding nickname for her.
Suddenly it seemed perfectly suited to her. Saying it did the last bit of hardening on my cock. I finally reached the beach chair next to her, and sat down. She rolled onto her side, propped her head on her hand, and said, “Daddy, I have a problem, and mommy thinks you might know how to handle it.”
I just nodded. She proceeded to tell me how she couldn’t get her husband to make love to her anymore. He hadn’t even touched her in over 5 months. “Daddy, I am a very horny girl, I need sex. I have to have it at least every other day or I have to masturbate. I am so horny right now, I can’t think straight. Mommy said you actually liked her better when she was pregnant. She said I could ask you…to…well, Help me Daddy! I need a cock in my dusty little pussy.”
I could hardly breathe. Suddenly I remembered all the times I had watched her bathe, swim, and the one time I caught her masturbating with her hairbrush. I never told her I saw that.
“Daddy, can I tell you something?”
I nodded, as I began to unbutton my pants. She sat up. “Daddy, I used to leave my door open when I masturbated so you could catch me. One time I thought you did, but you didn’t come in. I wanted you to come in, daddy. I have wanted you to fuck me for so long, and today, you are going to fuck me. Ok? Seriously, take off your clothes come over to me and give your favorite daughter, fruit of your loins, apple of your eye, what she needs. Come kiss my breasts, suck the fresh new milk in them. Rub my belly as you slide your daddy cock into me. Now daddy. Your little girl needs you now. Help me daddy.” She spread her legs, and laid back down.
I got naked, slowly, taking in her wonderful body, as she began to rub her clit. I stroked my cock for a second or two, then I knelt between her legs, slid a pillow from the beach chair, under her gorgeous ass, and laid down on the hot concrete and began to lick and finger my favorite daughter’s pussy. She was so wet already, I slurped, and sucked her juices, rubbed her clit till she came.
She moaned and kept saying over and over again, “Help me daddy. I need you daddy.”
After a few more minutes of clit rubbing she lifted her head and looked me in the eye, “Daddy quit fucking around and slam that giant cock of yours in my nasty, dirty, sinful, disgusting, pussy!! Mommy said you knew how to make me feel better, now do it.”
I smiled and said, “Ok, tinaliciuos, you slutty little bitch I should have fucked you years ago, Daddy is gonna fuck you so hard that boy will be born cross eyed.”
I slammed my cock into her so hard she slid away a foot and I came out. I crawled closer, grabbed her legs and held them over my shoulder, then slammed into her even harder. She squealed, and put her feet on my breast. I pounded her pussy as hard as I could. I ran my hands over her belly, pinched her nipples. Thin watery milk dribbled down her tits. She was talking to me the whole time. Nasty, devilish talk. I came so hard I thought I might have broken my dick. I felt no shame. None. All I felt was an overwhelming love and passion for this fantastic creature of mine.
I dropped down beside her and rubbed her belly, fingered her to climax, sucked the milk from her breasts, kissed her, stroked her and then I whispered into her ear, “On your side, bitch. Daddys’ gonna fuck the hemorrhoids off your asshole!” I did. She giggled with delight the whole time.
“Oh yeah daddy, punish me. Fuck my nasty shit hole. Give it to me, daddy. Spank me daddy, I’m a very very bad girl.”
I spanked her so hard it left a mark. I sat up and grabbed her ass and pulled her up onto all fours. I rammed my cock into her pussy, and slid most of my fist into her gaping asshole.
She started to cry, “Oh daddy. I love you. I have always loved you. I have always wanted you. Mommy said you wanted me too, but you didn’t know how to show me. Oh daddy, you feel so good, so right, so perfect in my pussy. I love my daddy.”
I came again to the little girl sounding voice she used. I was finally fucking my little girl. She was right, I had wanted her. I laid down next to her sweaty, sticky body, and pulled her to me. My cock rested in the crack of her ass. She told me, “I used to masturbate while you and mommy fucked. When mommy told me about sex, she showed me on her pussy, where to touch and how to use it. She would leave the door to the bathroom cracked and I would hide there and watch you guys fuck.”
I always thought someone was watching us. I wish now she had joined us. Her mother was always talking about how she had tried girls in college. I was so intent on our conversation I was startled when I felt my wife slide her hands over my ass and down to my cock. She leaned over and kissed me. “I see daddy managed to help you with your problem baby.”
“Yes mommy, now get your horny old ass over here and eat my nasty pussy. Lick all of daddy’s fuck juice off me. He is hard again, and he is gonna ass fuck me again. Mommy?”
“Fist me like you used to.”
“Ok bay, ok. Mommy and daddy are gonna make you all better.” She laughed and I did as I was told, as she slid her whole hand into our daughter.
My wife asked me about my church meeting that night, and I growled, “Fuck church! I’m busy fucking my daughter, and I am gonna be busy doing it for a while, now shut up and fist her like she said, you nasty ass whore.” She did.
That was ten years ago. When her husband came home she served him with divorce papers and moved in with us. There are very few days my favorite daughter does not get the sex she so badly needs, and deserves. I am after all, a great father.