Chapter 6: Daddy Loves His Virgin Daughter

Avalon Young – January 2034

“Why didn’t you ever take me to this field?” I asked, a tremulous whine to my voice. I trembled on the bed between my parents, Daddy’s hand on the swollen swell of my belly. His touch felt at once naughty and wonderful against my baby bump.

Daddy sighed. “A forest fire destroyed it not long after.”

“Oh,” I said. Tears suddenly touched my eyes. That was so sad. It was such a special place for our family. Mommy was created there with Daddy and grandma, and then I was conceived there.

“But it lives on in our memories,” Mommy said, her hand joining our daddy’s on my belly. She had such a soft smile on her lips, her fiery hair spilling around her face.

The smile on her lips made me shudder. I had to find out what happened next. “So Daddy gave you the ring... ?”

Melissa Young – October 2018

I trembled as Daddy knelt before me in the little valley within the field of wildflowers. The Sierra Nevada mountains loomed around us, peaks kissed with snow. My heart beat faster and faster. This was really happening. Daddy really loved me. I hadn’t made a fool of myself Friday night at the dinner. I hadn’t misread my daddy.

This week was magical. I had awakened to these feelings for Daddy. The way he’d acted had opened my eyes to how handsome he was. That he was a man as well as my father. At fourteen, I was becoming a woman as well as his daughter. A woman that had needs, too. A desire for passion. He held the promise ring before him, a band of simple gold with a small, pink diamond on it.

I held out my hand before him, my slender fingers trembling. “I ... I love you, too, Daddy.”

His hand took mine, holding it steady. I shuddered as he slipped the ring on my right hand. I felt the cool metal against my skin. A hot tremble rippled through me. My heart pounded hot blood through my veins as the ring seemed to tether me to Daddy. It was a physical manifestation of the burgeoning passion.

Tears burst out of the corners of my eyes and fell down my cheeks. I shuddered at the feel of it, trembling with delight. A warm breeze rippled across the field and caressed over my body clad in my tank top and hiking shorts.

“It’s beautiful, Daddy,” I moaned as he rose.

His hands cupped my face and lifted my gaze. Through blurry vision, I stared at Daddy. He looked handsome, his chin chiseled. His red hair looked so powerful. His green eyes seized mine. I gasped as this hot tingle rippled through me. His head lowered. His lips neared.

He claimed mine in an incestuous kiss.

I groaned into his kiss, my arms throwing around his neck. His fingers stroked my tear-soaked cheeks as our lips worked together. He was so strong. His stubble rasped against my lips, letting me feel how masculine he was. I whimpered, feeling like such a princess finally claimed not by my prince, but by my king.

My Daddy-king.

I clung to him, kissing him with such intensity while this naughty heat erupted between my thighs. My virgin pussy warmed with intense delight. My body trembled as I clung to him, my arms tightening about his neck. His tongue thrust into my mouth. He stirred it around inside of me. His whiskers rasped against my lips and cheeks while I breathed in the manly scent of him.

His hands moved from my cheeks as I swayed. My legs trembled, my knees growing weak as the heat swelled in my pussy. Juices soaked my panties. His hands slid down my side, his thumbs sweeping over my small breasts, nudging my hard nipples.

I gasped at the electric tingles shooting from my nubs.

My pussy clenched in aching delight.

I broke the kiss and swayed, blinking my eyes. “Daddy...”

His smile grew. “My little Michelle. You have grown up into a beautiful woman.”

My cheeks warmed with a blush.

“I have to love you,” he said as he pressed me down to the blanket he’d spread out for our picnic.

For our lovemaking.

I didn’t fight him. I sank down to it with him. I leaned back as his hands pressed up my tank top. I whimpered, his touch strong and rough with exciting callouses. The fabric rolled up and up my body. His thumbs caressed me as he went higher and higher.

I lifted my arms over my head. He pressed the fabric higher, exposing the sports bra I wore that cupped my small breasts. He threw it to the side, letting it fall on the flowers. I trembled, my breasts rising and falling. My toes flexed and curled. My nipples ached as I squirmed.

He stared down at me with such hunger in his green eyes. He saw me as a woman right now. Not his cute, adorable daughter, but a sexy, delicious vixen he wanted to ravish. A wanton moan burst from my lips.

“Daddy!” I moaned in aching need.

He thrust up my sports bra, his strong hands cupping my breasts. He massaged my tits with his thumbs, sliding up towards my throbbing pinnacles. I shuddered and trembled at the feel of him touching my naked boobs. He brushed my small areolas than my little nubs.

My nipples flared in delight.

“My little girl,” Daddy groaned in awe as he leaned down.

I gasped as his hot lips engulfed my nipple. He suckled hard. I whimpered in wondrous delight. I squirmed on the blanket as he sucked. His tongue danced around my areola. He caressed my nub. My fingers clenched and relaxed. My stomach clenched. My cunt grew hotter and hotter.

It was incredible. Every time Daddy suckled, my twat swelled with aching need. The pleasure shot down to my pussy. My juices leaked out, soaking my panties. I stared up at the blue sky. It spun over me as the heady rushes surged through my body.

“Daddy! Daddy!” I moaned out to the mountain air. My legs twitched. “Oh, Daddy, I love you!”

It was so wonderful to say it out loud. It was even hotter to do it with Daddy loving my nipples. He sucked on one while his fingers found the other. His digits twisted the nub. I gasped and spasmed. My toes flexed in my boots. It was incredible.

Daddy’s green eyes stared up at me. They swam with delight.

His hands slid down my body as he kissed over to my other nipple. His whiskers rasped across my small mound. I groaned as his hungry lips sucked at my flesh. He climbed my other tit, the rough caress of his stubble surging tingles across my skin. He engulfed my other nipple.

I gasped and spasmed. He sucked on them as Daddy’s fingers found my shorts. He stroked across my waistband to find the snap of my shorts. I groaned at the loud pop of my fastener coming undone. My zipper rasped.

Daddy’s hand pressed into my shorts.

I shuddered as he caressed over my panties. He reached lower and lower to that molten heat between my thighs. Pleasure burst through me. My toes curled. My head tossed back and forth as his hand rubbed up and down my pussy. He stroked me and pressed my panties into the juicy delight of my virgin flesh.

I gasped as the pleasure rippled through my body. My ass flexed. I wiggled back and forth. Daddy suckled hard on my nipple as he pressed my panties into my virgin pussy. He rubbed the cotton up and down my hot flesh.

“Oh, Daddy!” I gasped, new delight surging through me. The cotton rasp of the panties against my hot vulva felt so much better than my fumbling fingers when I masturbated. “I love you so much, Daddy.”

He popped his mouth off my nipple. He grinned up at me as he diddled my pussy. I gasped as he pulled his hand out of my shorts. He held up his digits. My eyes widened at the juices gleaming on his fingertips.

“Yes, honey, that’s your passion,” Daddy said. He rubbed his thumb and forefinger together. “You’re that wet.”

“Daddy,” I whimpered in embarrassed delight, my cheeks burning.

Then he popped his fingers into his mouth. He sucked on that wonderful passion. His cheeks hollowed as he groaned like it was the tastiest thing in the world. My small breasts rose and fell. I bit my lower lip as he sucked his fingers clean.

“Mmm, you taste as good as your mother,” he said. For a moment, a flash of grief flicked through his vision.

I missed Mom. She’d been taken from us so soon, but I was here for Daddy now. I would love him in her place. He was such a wonderful man. I knew he made her happy, and he would make me happy now, too.

“I love you, Daddy,” I said, knowing he could see the truth in my vision.

He smiled as he grabbed my shorts. “I love you, too, Michelle.”

He yanked down my khaki shorts until they bunched around my ankles. I trembled as he lifted my foot. He pulled on my shoelace. It whisked before he pulled off my boot and heavy sock. My naked toes curled. He quickly undid my other boot and yanked it off. My shorts followed.

Then my panties.

He drew them off next. I trembled as my panties spilled down my thighs. I was naked now. Everything exposed. He could see my little, red bush covering my virgin twat. A wicked thrill ran through me. We were in our own, little paradise. The flowers swayed around us, caressed by the same gentle breeze that spilled over my body. My nipples throbbed.

My panties came off. Daddy thrust my legs apart. I whimpered at the hunger in his expression. His green eyes glowed. He leaned down. This nervous thrill rippled through me. My heart beat against the pressure clenching about my chest as his head lowered and lowered.

I felt his heat breath caressing my virgin flesh.

His lips nuzzled into my bush.

“Daddy!” I squealed at the first contact of his mouth against my virgin pussy.

His tongue flicked up the folds of my vulva. I shuddered as his tongue climbed higher and higher. He dipped into my folds and brushed my clit. This marvelous burst of passion exploded in the depths of my twat. My rump clenched. I whimpered and my eyes fluttered.

His hands gripped my thighs and pulled me against his mouth. His tongue fluttered out again and again. I gasped, my hands clenching together beneath my breasts as he devoured me. Pink glinted, drawing my eyes to my promise ring.

Tears burned in my eyes. I was Daddy’s. He loved me.

Pleased me.

His hands gripped me as his tongue dove through my twat. His tongue lapped up and down my flesh. He teased me. Caressed me. He gathered my juices as they flowed out of me. He brushed my hymen.

The depths of my pussy clenched, eager to be penetrated.

“Daddy!” I moaned, crying out with the need to be taken hard for the first time. “Oh, Daddy! Daddy!”

I couldn’t say anything else. The heat rippled through me. His tongue stroked my hot flesh. He brushed my clit. My body trembled each time. He swelled an orgasm in me. A great ballooning of passion. It was something that would drown me. A more powerful passion than anything I had experienced during my self-loving.

I stared down into his green eyes as his lips latched onto my clit. He sucked on me. I gasped, my back arching. My pussy clenched as the heat swelled through me. My head tossed back and forth. My fingers rubbed at my tits. I massaged them as Daddy loved me.

My orgasm screamed closer and closer. This wonderful, incestuous rush that would drown me. I groaned, my back arching. I humped against him. My clit throbbed in his mouth. Stars burst across my eyes as I hurtled towards this amazing peak.

“Oh, Daddy, yes!” I howled.

I came.

My pussy convulsed.

My virgin flesh quivered in delight as the incestuous rush of bliss surged through me. This aching need filled me. My twat wanted to be filled with something huge as my head tossed back and forth. My hair danced around my face.

The blue sky spun over me. The flowers rustled around me. The wind caressed my body. I squeezed my thighs around his face, his whiskers rubbing into my flesh. His tongue lapped at my folds. He caressed me. He stroked my flesh as he devoured me.

“Oh, Daddy, I love you!” I howled. “I need you! Please, please, I need you in me! I want to be your woman, Daddy!”

Daddy rose and ripped off his shirt. I shuddered at his muscles rippling across his chest. He was a coach, fit and handsome. He grinned at me as my eyes traveled down his body to the bulge in his shorts. This wicked heat rushed through my body as I stared at it.

I wanted to see him.

His cock.

Daddy’s big, throbbing cock.

I bit my lip as he unsnapped his shorts. My pussy, still twitching from my orgasm, clenched at the sound. The zipper rasped. He shoved them down, exposing his boxers tented by his dick. His cock throbbed. My heart beat faster and faster.

“Daddy!” I groaned as he thrust his boxers down and unveiled his prowess to my virgin eyes.

I shuddered at how large he was. My pussy ached to be filled by the very shaft that had created me in my mom’s womb. My heart fluttered. His cock bobbed before him, precum beading at the tip of his dick. His balls swayed as he pushed down his boxers.

“Oh, Daddy,” I groaned in awe. “You’re big.”

He grinned at me. “Your mom said something like that.”

“When she was lying here?” I asked, surrounded by all these beautiful flowers.

He nodded.

I smiled. I could feel Mom staring down at us from heaven. I glanced up at the blue sky. I hoped she was happy that I was loving Daddy in her place. That I would take care of him. He wouldn’t be sad any longer. I would make him so happy.

As Daddy loomed over me, I grabbed his shoulders and pulled him down. I was so ready. My legs were spread wide. I was open and vulnerable. I was ready to be penetrated by my daddy. To be loved by him. His green eyes filled my vision as his cock nudged against my pussy folds.

I shuddered at the feel of him against my hymen.

“I’m ready, Daddy,” I said. I was so ready. He was so sexy. “Make me your woman, Daddy.”

“Gladly,” he groaned.

He leaned down and kissed me hard. I groaned, tasting this spicy delight on his lips. That was my pussy juices. They tasted so good. Daddy must have just loved eating me. I savored the wonderful feel of his rasping stubble against my lips and cheeks. I slid my arms around his torso, hugging him. His strong chest pressed into my little titties.

He felt so big and strong above me.

So powerful.

His cock pressed against my hymen. I groaned at the feel of his dick pushing and pushing on me. My cherry stretched and stretched. This flare of pain grew. I whimpered into the kiss. My eyes squeezed shut and—

My cherry popped.

His cock slammed into my pussy. I groaned as his dick filled my twat. I shuddered, my cunt squeezing around him as he stretched me open and open. My fingers dug into his back as he filled me up with his wonderful shaft.

His balls rested against my flesh. I had taken every bit of my daddy into me. I felt so complete. It was like I was born to take his cock. Created to be united with him. Incestuous passion surged through me. My nipples throbbed against his chest. I gripped him tight as I loved him.

Then Daddy moved.

My eyes widened at the wonderful friction of his cock sliding out of my pussy. My twat clung to his shaft. Pleasure rippled through me as he rammed back into my depths. This wonderful passion surged through my body. My nipples throbbed and ached. My fingernails bit into his back as he plunged into me again and again.

I gripped him as his cock thrust into me over and over. My pussy clung to him. This pleasure rippled through my body. It was incredible to feel. My tongue danced around his as I whimpered beneath him.

It was incredible.

Delicious.

Amazing.

His balls smacked into my rump. He drove his cock into me over and over. He churned up my deflowered pussy with his cock. This rippling pleasure surged through me. My twat clung to him. His balls smacked into me over and over. That wonderful sound echoed through the air.

The wind rushed over us. The flowers rustled around us. The blue sky wheeled overhead.

The world celebrated our incestuous passion.

It had finally happened. Daddy was in me. His big cock pumped in and out of my pussy. The pleasure built and built as I whimpered into his kiss. My tongue darted around inside of his mouth. My fingernails bit into his back as he drove his cock deep into me. His balls smacked against my rump.

He broke the kiss and groaned, “My little Michelle,” he panted. “You’re so grown up now. You’re such a sexy woman.”

“Daddy!” I moaned in delight, my pussy clenching around his cock. The friction increased. A heady rush of pleasure rippled through me. “Oh, yes, I love you! You’re so sexy! Daddy! Daddy!”

“So hot and tight,” he groaned. “So delicious. My sexy, little girl. Damn, you’re as tight as your mother.”

I beamed at him.

My little hips wiggled and humped against him. My clit throbbed as it rubbed into his thick bush. My legs squeezed around his waist. The pleasure built faster and faster. My eyes fluttered. My fingers scratched at his back as he hammered me. His balls smacked into me, heavy with his seed.

The seed that created me in Mom’s womb.

Would we make a baby?

I wanted that so much. I wanted to be his entirely. My pussy clenched around his cock, the friction bringing me closer and closer. I humped into him. The pleasure built and built into me. I groaned as he buried hard into me.

I came.

My pussy convulsed around Daddy’s cock, celebrating our union.

My cunt spasmed around his dick. This amazing rapture surged through me. My hips undulated, stirring around his cock as my flesh convulsed. Pleasure drowned my mind. Stars burst across my vision as I clung to him.

“Daddy! Daddy!” I moaned. “Please, please! I need you!”

“Michelle!” he groaned, thrusting harder and faster. He rammed his cock into my convulsing depths. His cock speared into me again and again. It felt so incredible. “My darling Michelle!”

His eyes filled my world. They burned with his passion as he rammed into me. My twat convulsed around him. I wanted him spurting in me. His cock rammed deep into me. He filled me to the hilt with his dick.

His jizz spurted into me.

Hot blasts of cum spurted into my depths. His seed filled me. I clung to him and writhed through my rapture. My pleasure hit this amazing peak as more and more of Daddy’s passion spilled into me. I felt him in me.

“I love you, Daddy!” I howled out for the entire world to hear.

I wished I could tell everyone about our incestuous passion. This was amazing. It was the best thing in the world. I whimpered beneath Daddy as the world spun around me. He held me. Loved me. Kissed me.

Coach Harrison “Harry” Young

My daughter’s pussy milked my cock dry.

It was so incredible. I kissed her as she whimpered beneath me. Her body felt so lithe and small. The wind rippled around our body, the flowers smelling so sweet. I broke the kiss and stared down at my daughter. Her blue eyes shone with the same hue as Rachel’s.

I didn’t know if my wife would have approved, but I hoped she did. I hoped she watched and saw how special this was. I didn’t take advantage of Michelle. I made sure of her feelings. I gave her what she craved.