Chapter 1

“Hey, John, come over here. You got to see what this girl can do.”

Jason was my co-worker, and we were on our lunch break; as always, he was watching videos on his phone, Most likely porn videos, to be exact. I was curious about what he was watching that he thought I might be interested in. Jason had some particular kinks he liked to watch – and share. Don’t get me wrong, I like porn as much as the next guy and wanted to see what he had just discovered.

“Look at this bitch. She has two dicks in her ass, and my god, she is loving it.”

I took the proffered phone and looked at the girl’s ass being destroyed by two enormous black dicks. What the hell? This was nothing too extreme, especially for Jason. The girl looked exactly like my ex, Mary. I had to look closer. This is something I could see her doing. I gave Jason a questioning look. Like WTF?

“Just keep watching.”

I continued to look, and the scene changed, and my world dropped. I felt dizzy as I watched this beautiful girl get fucked by two black cocks in the ass, suck on another big black cock, and jerk off two more. What shocked me was that I recognized her. It was my little girl, Sally, my chaste little daughter. She was so beautiful, smiling around the cock in her mouth. The cocks incessantly pounding in and out of her ass.

“Is that who I think it is, John? Is that your daughter Sally?”

“She does look a lot like Sally, holy shit, she has the same tattoo on her shoulder. That is my daughter. I did not know she was doing porn. Damn, Jason, turn it off! I should not be seeing this.”

“Why? You watch other men’s daughters, why not your own? She has quite a lot of content on her site. She touts herself as the anal queen. She will take anything and anyone up her ass. Look at how she is handling those two cocks. They are really getting into it, and she is begging for more.” He handed me an earbud so I could hear the audio.

“I don’t know, it feels like I am crossing a line,” Reluctantly, I took the earbud from him; what I heard was unreal.

“Fuck my ass, you bastards, harder. You can do it better than that. Destroy my ass. I love getting fucked in the ass hard. Oh GOD, that’s right, pound my worthless asshole.” Sally’s voice burst into my ear. Her sweet voice begging the men to fuck harder.

She changed positions, laid on her back, brought her knees up beside her head, and put her arms between her legs, stretching her private parts open, her asshole, an open hole, and her cunt stretched wide. Her hand found her asshole, and she slipped her fist to the wrist; it just popped in with no resistance. She started to pull her hand in out of her gaping ass, making her ass make popping and slurping sounds.

“Can everyone see my cunt and asshole? I hope you can. I love my ass being abused.”

One of the studs “Hey baby, is your Daddy proud of what you do for a living? Tell us”

“Oh god, my Daddy does not know I am an ass slut. I could just die if he found out.”

“Why, baby, are you ashamed of what you do? Do you think your daddy would disapprove? Make believe he is watching you right now. What would you tell him?”

The camera changed position so that you could see all of Sally’s body and face. Her cunt and her ass stuffed with her fist. She smiled at the camera.

“Oh, Daddy, I hope that you are not upset with me. I am still your little girl. I have just found what I am good at. I love to take big cocks in my ass. It makes me feel so right. So complete. I am sorry, Daddy. I remember you teaching me about my private parts and how I should not let anyone see them. I can’t help it. I love it when people see me completely naked and open like this. I love cock, Daddy, all cocks. Anytime I can find one, I put it in my ass, mouth, and cunt. Daddy, I find a lot of cocks to fill me up.”

“Holy shit John, What do you think about that?”

“I think I need to take the rest of the day off. I need to figure out what to do.”

I handed the phone back to Jason. I had memorized the URL to which he had been connected: http://littleSallysass.xxx. I needed to go home and decide what to do.

The drive home was quick after I talked to the boss, telling him I had to take some personal time, which he gave, no questions asked. I thought about Sally’s mother, June. What would she think about her daughter? I visualized my ex-wife standing before me with a knowing smirk on her face. I turned on the computer at home and went to Sally’s website. The home page of Sally’s site even looked professional. There were some teaser videos and pictures and a section labeled about me.

Reading the ‘About Me’ section:

Hey Guys, I’m glad you came by to see me. I am 19, and I love being seen naked. Oh, and don’t forget I love it in the ASS! I love the thought of all of you guys jerking off while watching my adventures. Join, and you can DM me. I will answer your questions if I can and consider all of your requests. I love showing my private bits off; it feels so naughty when I do. I was brought up to be very modest, but just look at some of my sample clips and see how my pure upbringing turned out. Remember, Guys, I read all the Direct Messages and will accept requests for things to put in my ass.

I sat back in my chair. My little daughter was an ass slut, a public ass slut, what was he going to do. Most of her content was behind a paywall, and he thought long and hard about paying for access. In the end, he just had to see more of his daughter. He felt guilty as he put in his credit card information. He could see how much his daughter looked like his ex-wife.

I thought about Sally’s childhood. When her mother left, she had a rough time. I did everything I could to help Sally through that time. I felt that it was Sally who saved my life. Taking care of her and helping her achieve her goals defined my life as a Father and a mentor. I was doing what I thought she needed. He had felt that they could talk about anything. What was he going to do?

I finally jumped the mental hurdle and logged in, and he was impressed. This was professionally done—high-resolution 4k videos. And a section to send Sally private messages/ I looked at the different sections on the site. There were several. Ass stretching. Extreme insertions, Big Boys, Fisting, Belly Bulge, and a section just called Other Filth. He picked Belly Bulge. What did that mean? He found out right away. In the first video, Sally was lying on her back, her knees by her ears; it seemed a common position for her. Her cunt and asshole are displayed prominently. There was no lead-up or story, just his daughter naked, displaying her junk to the world. A pretty blond girl, he knew her as well; it was one of Sallie’s friends; Marsha was her name, remembering the two girls doing sleepovers. He watched as Marsha started to play with Sally’s ass. She was, eventually, pushing her hand inside Sally’s ass. Not just her hand, but she continued to push and push; her arm went inside Sally, disappearing up to her elbow. Oh, I get it; I could see the bulge of Marsha’s hand press up on Sally’s stomach, past her belly button. Sally never stopped smiling. “OH yeah, Marsha, you know just how to do that. YESSS!!!!” Marsha’s hand was bouncing up and down like she was beating on a drum from the inside. “Oh god, yes, Fist Fuck me!!! Yes, I love it; come on fuck me with your arm.”

Marsha pulled her arm out with her fist clenched tight, pulling Sally’s sphincter out and punching her fist and arm back into her body to her elbow.

“Fuck YES, that’s the shit fuck my ass, come on fuck my ass.” Sally was rubbing her pussy hard; I thought that had to hurt. Sally wanted more, and Marsha gave her more. How had his daughter turned into this ass slut. I noticed my hand stroking my cock, Fuck, he was jacking off to his daughter. This was not right, but his daughter obviously loved getting fisted; Sally even put her hand in her cunt while Marsha had her hand in her asshole. “Oh god, I feel so full, but I could use some more.”

Just then, from off-camera, a Big Black man came into view; he calmly walked over and put his dick into Sally’s face. She greedily started to suck on the monster. She was taking it all the way down her throat. Marsha spoke, “She loves being full. She can never get enough. Look at her fucking her cunt with her hand.”

John could not handle it anymore, and he started to cum from the stroking of his dick. He had never come so hard or so much, well not since his ex-wife left. He was barely able to catch it all in his hand.

With post-orgasm clarity, I logged out of my daughter’s site and cleaned up. I felt guilty for what I had done. I felt guilty for enjoying the debasement of my daughter. There must have been hours and hours of video on her site. How had she had enough time to make all of that porn? She was only 19, and it was only 16 months since she turned 18. Where had he gone wrong? Had he done something? Was it because her mother lost her battle with the law when she was 14? Where did she get the idea that debasing herself like this was the right thing to do? He thought about his ex-wife and the things that they would do before Sally was born. He thought he had done everything right as far as he knew, taking her to her dance and cheerleading events. He was there for her always. He had thought that they had a good relationship. That they could talk about anything. I thought I did everything so that Sally would not fall into the same traps that caught her mother.

Well, second-guessing where he went wrong was not getting him anywhere. First, I have to find out why she is doing this. Did she really enjoy these extreme experiences? Was she being forced to do these things? Was she a willing and eager participant? He thought she had a good job as a receptionist at the law firm downtown. Was she lying about that? What was even true anymore about her life? Was it all a lie just to comfort him? John could not tell anymore. Hisex-wife would have known what to do.

He picked up the phone and called her.

“Hey Sally, how you do-in.”

“Oh, hi Daddy, I’m doing really well; what’s up? It’s been forever.”

“How would you like to have dinner with me tonight?”

“Not tonight. I have an event I can’t get out of, but yeah, I would love to have dinner with my Daddy.”

He was a little disappointed that he could not see her tonight, but he was happy that she still called him Daddy; it had been shortly after she turned 18 when she got the job downtown, and shortly after that, she moved out. They only saw each other at most once a month. “OK, tomorrow night at Rick’s Steakhouse at 7:00 p.m.? Can you make that?”

“Sure thing, what’s the occasion Rick’s is pretty fancy?”

“I just want to have a night out with my daughter so we can catch up. It has been a long time. I feel like we have been drifting apart since you moved out. It’s been a long time since we spent any quality time together.”

“I know, and I am sorry Daddy; you know that commuting to work from your place in the suburbs was killing me. I promise to make more time for you, OK?”

She sounded less like the bubbly girl he had raised and more like her mother. “Ok, I am going to hold you to it.”

“You had better, Daddy. I love you, but I have to go, my boss is going to be looking for me. See you tomorrow at the restaurant.” She abruptly ended the call.

I could not stop thinking about my daughter and what she had turned herself into. The girl on the phone seemed nothing like the slut he saw on the website. His phone rang, jerking from the surprise. He quickly picked it up without looking at it, hoping it was Sally calling back. “Hey John, it’s Jason. How would you like to come out and get a beer with me?”

There was nothing else I could do. Maybe I could talk to Jason about Sally; after all, he knew what she was doing anyway. “Yeah, ok, where are you going to be? O’Brian’s?”

“Yeah, you know it. I will meet you there in 20 minutes.”

“I may need a half hour.”

“What are you going to do? Use up all your soap and hot water washing your pecker, thinking about your Daughter?”

“Ha, Ha, very funny. After all, it is my soap and water. How much I use is not your concern; I will see you in a few.”

O’Brian’s was a great bar, with a little hole in the wall and a literal dive with friendly barmaids and a great bartender. They had great music on the jukebox, pool tables, and dartboards in the back. Tuesday nights were karaoke, but Jim avoided Tuesdays. The place was dark and smokey; they supposedly had one of those air handlers that allowed people to smoke at the bar. Whether it worked or not, no one knew, and John thought it had probably never been inspected. It felt like home away from home when he walked in the front door; Jimmy, the bartender, poured him his usual from the tap without him asking.

“Thanks, Jimmy; where is Jason?” John handed the bartender his credit card to cover his tab.

Jimmy nodded towards the back room where the pool table was hidden. John turned the corner into the pool room. He saw Jason practicing his pool game; they were the only two in the back. “Hey buddy, I’m glad you could make it. Grab a stick and warm up.”

“Yeah, Thanks for getting me out of the house. I had to do something. I tried to take Sally to dinner, but she said she was busy; I needed to do something.”

“I think I may know what she is doing tonight.”

“What? How could you know what she is doing tonight?”

“It was posted on her calendar on her website. She is doing a live gangbang tonight; she has over twenty guys showing up to fuck her in the ass. She says it is going to be a cream pie paluza.”

“What, the fuck, what do you mean?” John thought about his ex-wife again and the things she would get up to.

“All twenty guys are going to cum inside her ass, and Marsha is going to eat her out after. I guess it was Marsha’s idea that she wanted to eat a bunch of cum but wanted it flavored by Sally’s ass. I don’t think Marsha likes cock that much. But damn, that girl can eat some ass and cunt.”

“Damn, what the hell am I going to do, Jason? How should I handle this? I keep thinking about how my ex-wife would handle it, but that is not helping any; I think I know what she would do. Is this right for me to even know about this part of her life? Let alone watch it?”

“John, Mary has been gone for over five years. I never met her, but you obviously loved her. You have never told me why she left. You have to move on, man; you have never dated. Sally appears to be having fun. Why not just watch from the website? You don’t have to let her know that you know.”

“You mean watch my daughter fuck 20 guys at once and then treat her like nothing is different?”

“Well, yes, why not? Who would it be hurting?

“When does this live show start?”

“At 10:00 pm, about two hours from now.”

“Fuck I don’t know Jason, what would you do?”

“That really does not matter; it is all about what you WILL do. You have to make peace with yourself either way.”

“Fine, let’s play some pool. Maybe it will distract me.”

They played several games of 9-ball. They were pretty evenly matched—not experts by any means, but not bad either. They were having fun.

“OK, Jason, last game. Should we place a bet on this one?”

“Sure, how about this, if I win? You have to watch Sally’s live show tonight and not say anything to Sally. If you win, you try to find out about her life.”

“Those look like my only two options anyway. Neither is ideal. It’s a deal, but I break.”

My break went badly; no balls fell. It looked like the nine-ball was going into the corner pocket but stopped just on the edge of the hole. That left Jason lined up on the one-nine combination. If hit right, he could make the nine-ball and win the game.

“Damn, that was a bad break for you, Johnny.” It was an easy combo for Jason to hit the cue ball into the one ball, causing it to tap the nine ball the rest of the way into the corner pocket.

“Ok, that has to be a sign I need to go home now and watch Sally get herself fucked.”

“Yeah, have fun. See you at work.”

“Ok, see you later.”

I spent some time hooking up the computer to the TV, wanting a clear vision of what was going to happen. I logged in and found the link for the live stream. It was going to cost me $20 to watch live and send requests and comments. What the hell, a dime in for a dollar? I used the card saved on my profile to pay for the stream.

Sally appeared on the screen naked with her legs spread wide pussy and asshole on display. Marsha was beside her putting her fingers in Sally’s ass. John had to look twice, and Sally was a spitting image of his ex-wife.

“How many guys are going to cum in your ass tonight, Sally?”

“All of them, at least 20, and Marsha, you get to eat all that lovely cum from my butt.”

“I can’t wait” Marsha pulled her hand out of Sally’s ass and stuffed it in her mouth. Sucking off the flavored lubricant she was applying. She popped her other hand in the gaping hole while she sucked on the one that just came out.

“God, I love your hands in my ass, Marsha; you know just how to fuck me.”

“Oh, no, these guys know better how to fuck you; I am just playing; these guys mean business.”

“Oh fuck yeah!!!” Sally exclaimed as a big black cock came into view, and she presented her asshole to be penetrated. “Come to Mama.”

The cock did not hesitate but basically fell into her open rectum. Stretching her sphincter tight around his cock. Sally knew her camera angles and was positioned so that you could see the cock as it pounded her asshole while keeping her cunt on display along with her face. The pure joy on Sally’s face was a sight to see. It was like she was in her element, laying on her back with a bull cock in her ass and a girlfriend pulling on her nipples. Causing guttural noises to escape from her mouth in time with his thrusting,