Leigh was visiting her dad’s for the summer.  She was 16 and full of life, also full of hormones.  She had not had sex yet, only heavy touching.  She had become bored a few days in.  The Beach house did not have the same effect it had had when she was a little girl.  Her dad seemed indifferent to anything, just fishing and reading novels. 

She wandered into the kitchen and began to rummage through the cabinets until she found what she was looking for, a bottle of wine.  Dad wouldn’t notice anything anyway; he was in his bed reading.  She went the unsophisticated route and drank straight from the bottle.  Eventually, she decided to hunt for more and found a bottle of vodka.  She drank it much slower, the bite was a little more than she could handle.  She played music on the patio and began dancing alone in the moonlight.  The vodka seemed to make her burn up and she started stripping off her already scant outfit.  Giggling and dancing, she continued to swig from the bottle of vodka.

This little play carried on for a couple of hours.  Leigh was in her panties and nothing else, dancing along in the moonlight like a savage worshipping nature.  She lost her balance and fell to the hard patio, skinning her knee.  Somehow, she still managed to giggle about it.  When she looked up, she saw her dad standing there.  Leigh tried to cover her tits and look ashamed as he stared at her.  She was surprised that he did not chastise her, rather he dropped in front of her and kissed her skinned knee like he did when she was a little girl.

She giggled once again and said,

                                “I’m so embarrassed daddy.  It was just so hot.  Please don’t be mad at me for drinking.”

He smiled at her and kissed her knee once again.  The feel of his warm breath on her skin had a strange effect on her; somehow, she became aroused by his simple act of love.  She reached up and caressed his cheek, her fingertips feeling as if she were wearing a winter sweater.   Instinct told her she was about to get some attention from her dad.  Leigh dropped back onto her elbows and gave him a longing look.  At first, he looked shocked.  He grabbed the vodka bottle, but rather than admonish her, he took a long slug of the burning liquor himself.  She smiled at him with a yearning.  She knew it was wrong but she thought, what better guy to be her first than one she knew would love her regardless.

Leigh spread her legs slightly, the moonlight shining on her soft, milky thighs.  He leaned down and kissed her lips sucking on her lower lip as he began removing his shirt.  Somehow, she grew hotter, her hands tearing at his shirt buttons.  Not meaning anything she said, she continued tearing at his shirt,

                                “Daddy this is wrong!  You’re my Daddy!”

The entire time she is saying it, her mouth was tasting his lips, his skin, his chest.   She quietly kept saying, “NO” yet she did it as her foot caressed up and down her dad’s thigh.  Her no’s became yes as she felt his lips on her neck.  Leigh was now burning up from head to toe.  She hungrily devoured the skin on his neck.  Through his shorts she could feel his cock; it was bigger than the boys she had felt this way.   He kissed below her neck to her tits, his tongue swirling around each nipple.  She nearly lost her mind as she felt her Daddy’s tongue in places where she knew it should not be, but why?  Just because people said it was wrong?  How could anything that felt so good be wrong.

He kissed her tummy, his tongue teasing her belly button ring.  She was on fire between her thighs as his mouth gently kissed her pubic region.  She felt his breath on her skin there and secretly wished he would go a couple more inches.  Then she felt it.

The heat from his little girl’s pussy bathed his face, her scent beckoned him.  He knew he was at the point of no return as he spread her thighs to reveal her fresh teenage pussy, glistening in the moonlight.  His tongue flicked across her clit and Leigh arched her back, moaning softly.  She looked down to see him burying his face in her, his tongue doing things she could only dream about.  Her hands rubbed through his hair, her back arched until she thought it would break.  Finally, as her Daddy savored her young pussy, Leigh released a primal moan that turned into a scream,

                                “Oh my God!  Daddy please more!  Eat my pussy Daddy!”

She felt his tongue probing deep inside her, devouring her.  Her thighs clapped around his head, her silky thighs holding him there.  His tongue plunged deeper, into places Leigh never knew existed, places that held such joy.  All she could do was scream, moan, and even howl to the moonlight as she felt her Daddy devouring her sweet tender pussy.  For the first time in her young life Leigh found out what it felt like to cum.  She came long and hard, as her Daddy held her hips tighter.

He stood up, his face glistening in the moonlight with her fresh teen juices.  She had done enough or heard enough from her friends to know what to do.  Though she was scared, Leigh eagerly tore at his shorts.  They dropped to the patio to reveal something she never imagined seeing, her Daddy’s cock hard and ready for his little girl’s full attention.  She wrapped her hand around his shaft and was amazed at the life it seemed to have own its own.  The thick flesh in her hand pulsed and throbbed, moved and tingled in her hand, or was that her excitement?

Leigh stretched her tongue out towards his swollen head.  The touch of her tongue on her Daddy’s cock seemed to send a taboo chill between the two of them.  She tasted a salty fluid leaking from the tip.  Rather enjoying the taste, Leigh wrapped her lips around the head of his dick, sucking furiously on her Daddy.  His head tilted back as she took each inch into her mouth, sucking harder.  She twisted and swirled her tongue along his vein-lined shaft the more she took into her waiting mouth.  He throbbed in her mouth and it only made Leigh want more.  With a bob of her head, she took his entire cock into her sweet hungry mouth, sucking her Daddy and making sure he was properly pleased.  Leigh was unprepared for what happened next; her Daddy’s cock exploded all over her face.  She felt the gooey stickiness, the warmth, and when she tasted it knew that she had done good.  She savored the warm salty fluid that her Daddy blasted over her face.  She smiled at him, cum all over her face, and said,

                                “More Daddy, please?”

He rubbed the head of his cock across her lips, her cheek.  Then his expression changed, almost animalistic.  He grabbed her hair tight and began whipping his thick flesh across her cheeks.  Each stinging blow across her face somehow had an opposite effect to punishment; Leigh became intensely horny, her thighs damp with desire to have this man, her own father in her deepest, naughtiest places.

Without a word said, he lifted her to her feet and bent her over against the balcony railing.  The splinters from the aged wood lightly pierced her skin but Leigh didn’t care.  All she felt was an intense need to have her Daddy use her, to make her a woman.  She felt the head of his cock enter her drenched cunt.  He grabbed her hair and wound it around his hand.  His other hand viciously grabbed her hip and with one violent thrust it was done.  His vicious, violent thrust slammed his manly cock inside her and ripped away her innocence.  Leigh screamed loudly and her voice echoed across the channel,

                                “Daddy NO!  It hurts Daddy, it hurts!”

His answer was a stinging slap on her ass and more violent thrusts inside her.  She panted and moaned loudly as her body was impaled on her Daddy’s throbbing dick.  His hips pounded against hers, slamming thick cock inside her, her own Daddy’s cock.  The pain subsided some as she began moving in rhythm with his violent thrusts.  Leigh was soon slamming her hips backwards, her ass slapping loudly against his body.  Her words changed from pleadings of pain to pleas of ecstasy,

                “Oh fuck!  Yes Daddy!  FUCK YOUR LITTLE GIRL!  FUCK ME LIKE A NASTY LITTLE STREET SLUT!”

His answer was more violent thrusts, hair being pulled, and slaps on her bottom.  Her tits bounced back and forth to their perverted, forbidden thrusts.  She felt his lips on her shoulder blades as she felt the throbbing inside her.  It was as if she could feel every blood-gorged vein sliding in and out of her sweet young cunt.  His hand slid from her hip to her right tit, slapping her nipple, punishing her for being a slut.  It was her first time enjoying cock, especially her own Daddy’s fleshy tool, but she was thoroughly loving it as she knew a slut would.  She expressed herself to her Daddy’s thrusts in loud, explicit words,

“Yes Daddy, Fuck me!  I am such a slut for your big juicy dick Daddy!  Fuck your little girl!”  

His answer was yanking her head backwards with a vicious pull.  Leigh could feel his hot breath on her neck as she took every inch of that beautiful cock into her teen body.  She felt the now familiar warm, sticky fluid blasting inside her.  Leigh momentarily panicked; what if Daddy got her pregnant?  She pulled from him, his load of cum blowing everywhere on her ass and back.  She wrapped her arms around him and pressed her cheek to his chest saying,

                                “What if I get pregnant Daddy?  What will people think?  What would I tell mom?”

He stroked her hair and replied simply,

“I don’t care what that bitch or anyone else thinks Princess.  I love you in my own way and have far more to show you angel.”

Those words melted Leigh’s heart and turned her lust for her Daddy into a special love, a love that though forbidden she had no worries about expressing here, now.  Leigh gave a little hop and wrapped her legs around her Daddy’s waist, her arms around his neck.  She kissed him deeply, her tasting her cum on his lips, he tasting his own cum on hers.

He carried her into his bedroom and tossed her onto the bed.  The sheer violence of being manhandled by her Daddy made her want him in her again.  She laid there, arms outstretched, pleading to him,

                                “Fuck me more Daddy!  I need your dick inside me, using me.”

With those words, he rolled her onto her side and slapped her cheek to let her know he was in charge.  She felt his throbbing meat slam into her; he lifted her left leg above his shoulder as his work began.  His hips slammed hard into hers, the pain simply amazing.  She cried out with each violent thrust of his cock inside her.  She twisted the sheet in her hand as her Daddy pounded deeper and deeper inside of her.  All she could manage was little girl whimpers and cries, as each of his thrusts drove that cock deeper into her.  Leigh suddenly cried out, her body convulsing in waves of pleasure as she came on his cock.  Soon, she felt that stickiness again, filling her and dripping from her.  She no longer cared if she got knocked up, it would be a baby born of love between she and her Daddy.  She knew what people would think and she could care less.  All she knew was her Daddy and by extension her Daddy’s love muscle would forever now be her special toy to use and play with as she pleased.