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Bob Miles married his childhood sweetheart Irene in 1985 at the age of twenty-two. For a decade he embarked upon a conventional married lifestyle, marked five years later when a darling baby girl Amy was born. A joyous occasion in any man’s life, the family was completed two years later when along came Maria, another bonny little girl. Over the next three years they enjoyed all the things that normal families enjoyed: New Year, the girls’ birthdays, trips out to the coast, Halloween, Fireworks Night and Christmas.
That was, until a cruel twist of fate intervened.
The tumour that took Irene away in 1995 not only devastated Bob but forced a re-appraisal of his insular life. Having to raise two girls single-handedly was a tough proposition and only Bob’s unselfish sacrifice along the way ensured that each girl enjoyed every opportunity in life. Yet the pair reached womanhood with such widely differing aspirations sometimes it was hard to believe they were sisters. One turned out to be everything a father could wish for, the other a constant source of disappointment.
Amy, a strait-laced brunette, was the gifted one, a high achiever from an early age who had inherited her mother’s smartness and keen brain. It came as no surprise that she comfortably fulfilled her ambition to get through school and go to university. Now in the final year, top grades and a highflying career lay ahead.
On the other hand, Maria, a cute blonde, lacked any kind of drive. Her only ambition, it seemed, was to get through school and leave. Having systematically failed every exam, during the two years Amy had been cutting a niche in life away from the family home, Maria remained unemployed. That Bob still had to resort to spanking a girl of eighteen told its own story.
Constantly getting into trouble, the spankings would become an ever more regular feature of their home life. Free from a sexual agenda initially, the scenario changed when the girl reached eighteen and her pocket money was stopped. Forced to find new ways to extract money out of her father, the spankings would become the catalyst for frenzied bouts of incestuous sexual activity that started with touching and inevitably led on from there.
Not that either party stopped to question the taboo arrangement: saddled with a voracious sexual appetite, having been made a widower hit Bob badly and he didn’t exactly have women falling over themselves to date him. At the same time, Maria desperately needed the money.
The studious Amy, of course, had rarely gotten into trouble and as such had needed little discipline. A niggling source of regret for Bob, effectively the older girl was free from his desires and longings. So whilst Maria catered for his every need, Amy had turned out to be daddy’s little disappointment.
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As they lay in the marital bed that had become their own in recent months, Maria’s cheek rested upon her father’s strong chest, her hot post-coital breath warming the flesh, silky blonde hair brushing the tight curls of his chest. Bob voiced a deep longing. “Oh I wish Amy were here with us.”
“Me too daddy,” whispered Maria. “Imagine, both your little girls to take care of you.”
Bob had – many times, his fantasies having run wild. Yet he was realistic enough to realise Amy had her own life away from the family, and that she no longer needed them. It hurt nonetheless, so much so that Bob began visiting adult chatrooms to feed his insatiable desire, trawling the sites for vulnerable girls that craved a father figure and might take the place of Amy. Every so often these online chats would lead to phone sex with his surrogate daughters, but on one occasion it went further, much further…
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Maria arrived home from her friend’s one evening to discover a girl of similar age sat in the lounge. “Hi, darling,” greeted her father, gesturing a hug as Maria’s eyes narrowed. “This is Dani…she doesn’t have her own daddy…”
Maria smiled a little awkwardly, confounded and confused, the whole scenario having developed just a little too fast for her to take in. Yes, they had fantasised together about a hot threesome, but this was all too real, too soon. Her heart beat like a metronome. “Daddy, what is this?” she enquired.
“Dani needs love and attention like you do, my sweetie.”
Maria glanced over, a sickening feeling in the pit of her stomach. Whilst there was no denying the girl was a real cutie, brunette and waif-like with an alluring smile, just like Amy, she wasn’t Amy. Maria could hardly believe he’d just invited her to the house without consultation.
“Has daddy done well?” enquired Bob as he held his real daughter from behind, chin pressed to her shoulder, hands lightly stroking her belly.
Maria nodded unconvincingly and an awkward silence pervaded over dinner, punctuated only by Bob’s half-arsed escort dikmen attempts at striking up a conversation. This was not going well at all.
As the evening wore on uncomforably, Bob gestured each girl to move in closer. A strange fear of possible loss prompted Maria to skip up upon her father’s knee, as was her birthright. Dani took a position next to them on the sofa, the thick sound of apprehensive breathing filling the air. Dani smiled across. “I wish he were my daddy, you’re very lucky sis,” she mouthed, suddenly falling into character and reaching to place a hand on Bob’s thigh.
Maria felt altogether ill-at-ease, shifting uncomfortably in her father’s lap. “Well, he’s not your daddy,” she blurted out, shooting a steely glare before pushing the other girl’s hand away, “and don’t call me sis.”
“Honey, be nice,” pleaded Bob, before his tone darkened. “Or daddy will have to spank his naughty little girl’s bottie.”
But Maria wasn’t biting. Without warning she uncoupled from her father’s grasp, jumping from his lap. “Sorry, daddy.”
With that she stormed out of house.
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A whole week passed, the only clue to Maria’s wellbeing marked by a short daily text message, as Bob’s pleas for her return went unanswered.
The phone pressed to his ear, a hand wrapped around his thick cock, Bob startled at his daughter’s surprise entrance, a mixture of anger and relief. Dressed in a light and airy flowery summer dress borrowed from her friend, Maria was a vision of young innocence. He was embarrassed she should catch him like this.
As the initial embarrassment dissipated, he gestured her to sit down next to him on the sofa, still addressing the phone so as not to betray the overwhelming relief for her safe return. “I know you have to punish me, daddy,” she whispered with a little pout, surveying the rock hard cock gripped firmly. “Is that her?” Maria mouthed. “Tell her I’m so sorry, daddy, really I am.”
A salacious grin worked Bob’s lips into an upward arc. Yes, there WAS some punishment to be administered before the previous week’s behaviour could be forgiven and forgotten. Bob continued to address the phone. “Yes dear, she’s just walked in.”
Maria smiled inwardly. More comfortable territory than before, this was a wholly acceptable compromise that had her soaking wet and aching within seconds of sitting down. At last she had her daddy to herself, yet with the other girl still intriguingly involved on the other end of the phone. And she was horny as hell, having remained celibate for a whole week. Phone pressed to his ear, Bob nodded appreciatively as Maria tossed back her long blonde locks and leaned over to issue a gentle kiss on his brow. “Okay, dear, you tell me what I should do,” Bob salivated, addressing the mouthpiece, a pause while the other girl spoke, before he mused: “Oh, you want me to punish her, do you, to put her across my knee? Mmm, okay.”
Tilting his head to rest the receiver between chin and shoulder, Bob lifted Maria easily across his firm lap. Maria gasped, melting in his strength. “Okay dear, she’s over my knee…Oh yes, she looks very sexy today…she has this little summer dress on that clings to all her curves and especially her hot backside.”
It was indeed a gorgeous rump that jutted noticeably from her back and was always ripe for a good hard spanking. Maria felt her pussy tingle, the mere threat of a spanking from her daddy a hot proposition indeed, yet the addition of this other girl somehow supplementing the thrill. Bob evidently felt it too, a thick trail of precum sliding from the eye of a flagpole cock that brushed her hip. “What next?” he enquired, listening intently into the phone for fresh orders.
Belly pressed to her father’s knee, Maria breathed in starts, a rush of liquid desire gathering between her legs as he spoke: “Pull her dress up, huh…and expose that hot arse…okay, hun.”
Doing as commanded, Bob reached to grip the hem of the dress that rested half way up Maria’s thighs. The light, airy material crumpled, exposing the tops of her angular thighs, his heightened breathing vibrating in the mouthpiece. Eventually, after much pawing, stroking and squeezing, the dress smoothed up and the bottom of Maria’s buttocks peeped through. Bob heaved a deep sigh of lust before reporting: “Oh she has the sexiest damned arse you ever will see, like two peaches.”
Maria smiled, nursing the first pang of regret for her haste the previous week. The last thing she wanted to do was hurt her daddy’s feelings. Her arse felt so good in his sure hands. Her greatest asset, that hot little butt could make him forget even the worst sin. One sexy wiggle wreaked instant forgiveness. A brief pause followed as the girl on the other end spoke, Bob listening intently. The next question was addressed to escort elvankent his daughter. “She wants to know what it feels like to be spread on your daddy’s thighs.”
Maria caught a breath before responding, her head turning aside to gaze up longingly into her father’s eyes. “Oh it feels wonderful, daddy. I feel like daddy’s hot little slut to be used as he sees fit.”
Bob emitted a low, almost inaudible growl as his cock twitched involuntarily, hands stroking Maria’s buttocks through the diaphanous material. Easing the hem further upwards, the crack of her arse came fully into view. Bob feasted on the precious view as the tight cheeks trembled. Maria moaned before shifting position, allowing the dress to glide up further, the pussy beneath chafing Bob’s thigh and leaving a warm, sticky deposit. With the other girl whispering sweet nothings in his ear, Bob’s cock jerked uncontrollably and he almost fired a huge load over Maria’s back there and then. “Oh you are daddy’s hot little slut,” he intoned for the benefit of both girls.
With Maria’s arse fully unwrapped, Bob enquired breathlessly of the phone girl: “Okay, what next?” His face contorted into a lustful grin and his cock upped a notch as the answer rang in his ear. “Mmmm, you want me to spank the hot little slut, huh.”
Maria experienced a similar reaction, the words prompting a fresh gush of pussy juice to coat Bob’s thigh. She would have been the first to admit that their spanking games had grown a little tiresome of late, a case of going through the motions. Yet the introduction of this girl on the phone, a fellow dirty little daddy-loving slut, made things a thousand times hotter, so much so that a mini-orgasm rocked her tight body. “Oh God, daddy,” she moaned. “Punish your naughty little girl…punish her good.”
A pause for effect, the air above her arse whooshed as Bob’s large hand descended, a sharp crack of the palm to the right buttock. Maria’s back arched, her front teeth almost puncturing her bottom lip. A gasp of lust filled the whole room. “You hear that?” enquired Bob into the phone. “Did you hear me spank my filthy little whore of a daughter?”
Maria pictured the girl on the other end frigging her wet pussy with extreme vigour, a visual that brought her to the verge of another mini-orgasm. The fact that she was on the receiving end made her feel even more special. Jesus, this had to the hottest damned thing ever. Daddy had done her proud, bringing this girl into their play and she really, really wished she’d stayed around before. Bob laughed as the other girl filled his ear with fresh commands. “Oh you want me to spank her harder, do you?” rang out his voice dreamily as Maria’s head swam.
Three more slaps brought Maria back into sharp focus. “Harder!” commanded the other girl’s tinny, faraway voice, Bob responding with a volley of the hardest spanks Maria had ever been subjected to.
Her bum bounced and body jerked like a rag doll with each whack, the force very nearly propelling her to the floor. Her arse cheeks stung numbly, blushing a deep shade of scarlet. “Ow, ow, ow,” she breathed as her father continued to impart the spankings with added vigour.
Evidently, the other girl voiced a wish to be there too, for Bob replied: “Oh I wish you were here with us too, honey.”
A similar thought passed through Maria’s dirty little mind. If only daddy had built things gradually like this rather than jumping in so quickly and freaking her. She could hardly believe how into the whole scenario she was, in a way she’d never imagined possible, drooling: “Oh daddy, if she were here with us you’d have two naughty little girls to spank. We could hug and comfort each other and do all the things bad girls do together. Oh daddy, wouldn’t that just be the hottest thing ever?”
It was, and Bob looked on as precum poured lava-like from the eye of his inflamed knob. Regulating his breathing he continued, addressing Maria: “Mmm, she says I should give you what all good sluts need…but she wants to hear you beg for it.”
Maria cocked her head up once more, looking straight into his eyes. “Oh daddy, please give me your hard cock. Make your little baby the happiest girl in the world. Pleeeeeeease, daddy.”
Bob grinned as she reached up her back to pull her pussy lips apart with a pair of slender fingers, quickly replaced by a huge finger that slid in between. Maria’s labia enveloped the thick digit, gripping to hold it captive. With relish, Bob rubbed it back and forth, teasing her swollen clit and prompting her to groan, before reporting back: “I’m fingering her wet little cunt. What next for my favourite daughter?”
There was a noticeable pause as Bob listened, his breath staccato. “Okay Maria, she wants you on all fours on the floor.”
Maria smiled and obeyed unquestioningly, escort emek climbing down and drawing the dress into a concertina at her ribs, the bottom half of her body fully exposed for Bob’s delectation. Looking back over her shoulder, she waited expectantly. Bob grinned. “She wants you to wiggle your sexy little arse for daddy.”
Maria obliged, her perfect butt bringing Bob ever closer to orgasm without the slightest need for further stimulation. It was all he could do to keep his seed in the heavy sack that plunged beneath as he stood. “Oh daddy, fuck me like the filthy little tramp I am,” pleaded Maria. “Pleeeeeeese, daddy.”
A further moment elapsed while Bob took instruction, the phone pressed hard to his ear. Sliding to his knees behind Maria, a finger stroked the tops of her thighs, gathering up the juices that had leaked out during her heightened arousal. Pushing the fingers inside his mouth, he tasted her syrupy musk, nodding as the orders continued. “Oh, you want me to eat her pussy? Okay.”
Maria trembled in anticipation, moaning as Bob’s warm breath brushed her damp pubic hairs, each blonde strand coated in a film of juice. The pink lips in the middle were plump and slick, parting involuntarily as his mouth closed in and his fiery breath intensified. Bob adored tasting his daughter’s sweet cunt. Her clit was so responsive he was often flooded with her cum within seconds, able to enjoy a good long sup. Tongue starting at the bottom, he pressed in gradually, the tip disappearing inside the moist labyrinth of folds, each extra push causing Maria to respond with a squeal of pleasure. His tongue coated, Bob swallowed the juicy deposit, smacking his lips. “Oh God, she has the most gorgeous tasting pussy ever…” he enthused into the phone, “…just as I imagine yours tastes too…Oh yes, honey, I would so love to taste yours too…”
Maria smiled. “Daddy, I want her here too,” she drooled. “I want her with me. Tell her daddy how much I want her.”
Bob raised his eyebrows, the indiscretion of the previous week forgotten. “Oh yes, and what would you do to her?” he enquired, cock so hard it was sore.
“I’d eat her pussy just like you’re eating mine. I want her daddy…get her here, please.”
Bob groaned and it was a wonder he didn’t dump his accumulating seed there and then. Steeling himself by controlling his breathing and pinching the base of the thick shaft, once more he delved deep orally into his daughter’s pussy, locating her clit with his tongue. Maria cried out in pained lust, pressing back hard on her father’s face. “Oh fuck, yes daddy, eat your little slut’s juicy cunt. Oh god, daddyyyyyyy.”
Bob’s tongue worked back and forth, rewarded with gush after gush of nectar. Maria screamed as the orgasm took hold, her body jerking violently. He swallowed every last drop, making sure the other girl heard every single slurp of pleasure. Desperate for relief, Bob raised up to his knees, cock throbbing. “Give it to her hard, daddy,” rang out the muted voice from the phone, just audible to Maria. “Fuck the dirty little slut’s pussy till she screams and then dump your daddy juice deep in her womb.”
“Yesssssss,” roared Bob as the tip of his cock found the tight entrance to his daughter’s wet pussy, the inflated tool sliding in like a hot knife through butter, stretching Maria’s vaginal walls that clamped the eager shaft. “Tell me what you are,” he commanded, thrusting meaningfully into her cervix.
“Oh daddyyyyyyy, I’m a hot little slut. I’m daddy’s hot little slut. Use me daddy. Cum in meeeeeee.”
“Yes you are daddy’s hot little slut,” he panted, the phone falling to the floor as his hands reached for her hips, to take a firm hold.
Bang, bang, bang, went the hard cock, each pump greeted with a heightened squeal from Maria, fast approaching another orgasm. Bob was close too, this whole erotic scenario proving too much for his stamina. Slam went his thighs against her tight buttocks, each thrust torturing her swollen clit. Maria pressed back as her father slammed, his heavily seeded balls slapping her belly. “Oh God, yesssssss,” they cried in unison.
With a loud grunt Bob sunk his cock in deep to the base before pumping a wad of hot spunk inside his daughter’s tight vaginal walls. His cum seemed to flow forever. Maria gasped as the warm fluid filled her womb, the resultant orgasm ten times as intense as ever before.
In his heightened state of ecstasy, Bob’s knee brushed the phone, turning on the speaker. “Oh daddy I just came sooooooo hard,” enthused the familiar voice on the other end. “Daddy, that was wonderful.”
Still spasming, Maria looked over, her mouth wide open with shock. The excited voice continued to spill from the phone: “Oh daddy, your bad girl Amy can’t wait to get home from university and see her daddy and little sister again.”
Well he’d had to turn to someone when his favourite daughter ran away like that. Now he had two favourites and no longer was Amy his little disappointment. He couldn’t wait for his elder daughter to come home and make the fantasy real.
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