Chapter 9

“I want to feel everything with you, daddy,” Michelle responded while turning over onto her back.

John looked down at his daughter, somewhat confused, thinking that her actions meant her ass was now off limits. However, when she spread her legs and pulled her knees back to her chest, he smiled broadly like a kid on Christmas morning.

“I know how much you love my ass, Daddy,” Michelle admitted to him, “so I want to watch your face as you enjoy it.”

John reached between his daughter’s legs and slid two fingers into her tight pussy, curling them up to rub her G-spot. Michelle continued the assault on her nipples while she watched her father’s fingers move inside her soaked pussy. It was at this point that she noticed he was totally naked and wondered to herself how long he had been coming into her room like this.

Once sufficiently coated with her juices, John moved his fingers lower and inserted them into the warm, dank channel of his daughter’s behind. The emptiness that Michelle felt in her pussy was soon replaced by the fullness of her father’s thick fingers loosening up her back door.

“Are you ready, baby?” John whispered as he leaned forward and kissed her on the lips.

Eagerly returning his kiss, Michelle felt the hardness of his cock as it pressed against her inner thigh. “You’d better put it in before I die from anticipation,” Michelle said breathlessly, momentarily breaking their kiss.

John reached down and aimed his cock head in between the globes of her upturned ass. “Go slow, Daddy,” Michelle requested as she felt the purple head of her father’s cock push into her ass, and the tight ring of her sphincter snap closed around it.

Their eyes were locked onto each other as John’s hips slowly pushed forward. John would stop each time he saw his daughter wince, and Michelle drank in the look of sheer bliss on her father’s face. She was no stranger to anal sex, but this was the first time she felt such unconditional love for the man whose cock was buried in her rectum.

The soft hairs of his balls tickled her skin, and she knew he was fully inside her. She closed her eyes and let out a deep breath as her body adjusted to his size and girth. He leaned down and kissed his daughter again, and she willingly opened her mouth to accept his tongue, tasting herself as they French kissed. She opened her eyes and gave her father a little nod, which was the green light he was looking for to start fucking.

Slowly at first, he started moving his cock in and out of the tightest channel he ever had the pleasure of invading as he returned his daughter’s gaze of pure lust. She had both hands on his chest as if directing the speed and depth of his penetration and rubbed his nipples while his pace quickened.

Soon he was fucking her with full strokes, hammering his little girl into her childhood bed, ignoring the squeaks from the box spring and the occasional bang of the headboard against the shared wall. As much as he was enjoying the feeling of his daughter’s anal passage squeezed around his throbbing manhood, the knowledge that his wife was on the other side of the wall, listening to every moan and whimper, really pushed John to the brink.

By this time, Michelle had one hand rubbing her clit, and the other pulling and pinching her nipple as the telltale signs of an amazing orgasm started boiling up from her core. After so many years of fantasizing about it, she never thought anything could rival the unbelievable feeling of making love to her father for the first time. However, the intimacy of giving him her ass, coupled with the incredible look of happiness on his face, was surely giving that feeling a run for its money.

“I’m cumming daddy!” Michelle announced way too loudly and then clasped both hands over her mouth as her small body shook involuntarily, overcome with pleasure.

Grabbing both of her ankles, John slammed himself into her three more times, then held himself deep within her ass as his cock throbbed and released the contents of his balls into his baby girl’s bowels.