Daddy walked, no stumbled over to my bed and stood next to it. I had my eyes closed (pretending to sleep), and I heard him and knew he was right next to the bed. A few minutes went by and I didn’t hear anything, and I thought maybe he had left! But I squinted my eyes open, figuring it was dark and he wouldn’t see me doing that if he was, in fact, still there. He was still there, right next to my bed, and his pants were, again, down around his ankles, and his hand was rubbing his penis, which I could see was very hard and huge. I closed my eyes tightly, but I couldn’t shut out his breathing, which was very labored, and I heard the words he was whispering. I’m not sure exactly what he said, it was slurred, but I heard “Bitch”…”Sloppy cunt”… “Whore”… “Fuck”… "Slut" I thought I even heard the word “piss”, but I wasn’t sure about that. Why would someone say “piss” when they’re jerking off??

I laid there, frozen and afraid to move. After a few minutes of vulgar talk and playing with his cock, he sat down on the side of my bed, and his weight on the mattress made my body turn and roll towards him. I didn’t want to let my body touch him, but if I had stopped it it would have been obvious that I was awake. So I forced my body to relax. If that meant that my pelvis was leaning on his hip, how could I not let that happen?

So I had been rolled onto my right side. I could smell daddy’s vodka breath permeating the room, and his breathing was so loud and every now and then he’d make a noise, like a groan, or a moan, or something. Then to my complete shock, he put his hand on my left tit! I was on my right side, so my left tit was the higher one and hung down in a very full way. He grabbed it a squeezed it through my tank-top, and I vowed strongly to maintain that I was asleep! I wanted to give him no reaction, although he squeezed really hard and it hurt! Then he pulled my tit out into full view, not by pulling my tank-top up, but by pulling my tit out through the neck opening of my tank-top! He yanked down the neckline of my tank-top and reached in and just pulled my tit out through the top!
I heard him say “Oh, fuck yeah, FUCK!!” Then he adjusted his position and I felt his mouth on my nipple. Daddy was sucking on my left tit!!! He didn’t just lick, either! He sucked hard and sucked my nipple, areola and part of my actual breast flesh into his mouth. It struck me that maybe he thought if he sucked hard enough he’d get some milk out of his own daughter’s breast. He nibbled on it. Then licked and sucked on it so hard, and it made more noise than when my dog was lapping at me!

After that I don’t think he cared anymore if I was awake or not. I continued to pretend I was asleep, which really meant that he could do whatever he wanted with me.

He finally stopped sucking on my tit, but used his hand to cup it and pull on the nipple. He seemed to love watching it be yanked one direction and than the other. He did that for a while, but then I guess he wanted more, so he started to slap it! He slapped my left tit, hard!! I felt it and heard the slaps, and it hurt a LOT! He smacked it so much I started to think he might get off just slapping it! I was sure my tit was bright red from how he was handling it. How could my own daddy do this?!!

Then he grabbed my nipple with 2 fingers, his other hand smelling like his cum grabbed and yanked my head forward, and pulling my mouth to my nipple and my nipple up to my own mouth. He stretched it as much as he could and rubbed it on my lips, pushing it as far as he could in my mouth. I heard him say “Suck your tit, slut”, then he spit on the tip of my nipple and rubbed it over my lips.

So far he had paid all of his attention to my tits and his own cock. He had pinched my nipple and pulled it up to my mouth, spit on it and rubbed it over my lips, telling me to suck it. I felt my nipple drag across and pull at my bottom lip, but I continued to pretend I was asleep…

Then I felt his right hand move around my waist to my ass cheek, and he squeezed it over my panties while pulling my cheeks apart and open. He lifted my ass cheek up, squeezing it, and dropped it, over and over again. Then his hand (and I couldn’t help but think about how big his fingers were; those were the fingers that taught me how to tie my shoes!) moved above the cloth to the entrance of my asshole and I felt him push his finger against it, actually going inside a little and pushing my panties inside too. His left hand was still squeezing my tits and rolling my nipples, and I was thinking I’d have to find the courage to let go of my cover of “sleeping” and stop this. Surely once he realized I was awake he would stop, right? It was going too far!! Daddies are not supposed to touch their daughters like this! And the way he was touching me in my asshole… it kind of hurt! And my nipples were so sore, too!

I thought about my two older brothers who were away at college. What would they think of this if they knew??? What would they think of me?? Would they help me? They’d probably want to kick Dad’s ass! I made a mental note to talk to my oldest brother. I was closest to him and he was very protective!

Dad kept poking at my asshole, pushing my panties deeper inside and I could feel the material bunching up in there! It sort of felt like I had to, you know, go to the bathroom! I wondered, is he pushing my panties in on purpose?? He was grunting and making noises too, and his breathing was so heavy and reeked of alcohol. I could tell when he was looking at my face, even with my eyes closed, because I felt a hot blast of stinky breath on my face and it made me feel sick!

I was trying to comprehend all of this when he really freaked me out by making this loud “Guhhhh” sound and shoved his hand under my panties, pulling out what was wadded up in my asshole, and replacing it with his heavy middle finger! He was so quick!! My asshole was extremely tight because I was so tense, and his finger was so thick and dry! I don’t know how he got it in there, I guess he just forced it… it hurt so bad and surprised me so much my ass clenched down around his finger, I arched my back, kicked out my legs, opened my eyes and shouted “NOOOOO!!!!!!” I couldn’t help it, it was just a reaction. I put my hands on his shoulders and pushed. And while I was trying to push him and yelling for him to stop he just kept thrusting his finger harder, until it was in me as far as it could go. There was no chance of pretending to be asleep after that!!

I tried to kick my legs hysterically and writhed around, trying to push his arms away, shrieking and yelping! But he was too big and too strong. His left arm went across my chest and pinned me to the bed, while his right hand maintained his position with his finger inside my asshole. He was saying things like “Stop it!! You slutty bitch! Cunt!” and then a whole stream of vulgar things I’d never really heard before, much less from my dad. I realized that my fighting him was only making his finger go deeper inside my asshole, so I tried to calm down and thought maybe I could reason with him.

I started to cry and heard myself say “Daddy…” … I just wanted his finger out of my asshole. It was filling me up and making me feel like I needed to go, plus it hurt and it wasn’t right and I was too young for this! . And he responded by pushing his finger deeper in me. Like my saying the word "daddy" had excited him more.

“Don’t” I said, unable to put together anything more than that, and my asshole once again clenched tight around his finger.

He put his lips close to my ear. He licked my ear, and stuck his tongue in it, making it wet with his smelly spit, while I heard his sloppy licking and breathing up close and personal. His pelvis was moving and sort of humping my leg, with his dick sticking out, hard like a broom stick and sticky with what I know now was pre-cum. His middle finger was moving in and out of my asshole and his thumb had found its way to my peachie hole. I was wet, even though I was disgusted and afraid, and my being wet was so humiliating. My peachie sounded soaking wet as Daddy's thumb worked in and out of it, I was completely embarrassed that my cunny was reacting like a slut.

Daddy's thumb picked up my lubrication and rubbed through the folds of my peachie's lips. He pushed, and I mean PUSHED his thumb inside my hole. He pushed his hand deep into me, with his thumb in my cunny and his middle finger all the way inside my asshole, and gripped me like he was gripping a bowling ball. He pushed so hard he actually slid me up my bed a few inches, til my head hit the wall and was pushed to the side. Then he whispered, in a deep voice that I’d never heard from him before, “I’m going to fuck youuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu”. .

It was dark and the middle of the night, and my daddy was holding me down on my bed, pushed up against the wall with his hand under my panties, his middle finger deep inside my asshole and his thumb in my peachie. My breasts were out in the open and he was grabbing and squeezing them with his free hand while calling me names and saying obscene things, like that I was a dog's bitch, a slutty cunt, and that he was going to fuck me. His penis was out of his pants and very rigid, as I could feel it poking and rubbing on my leg, leaving behind smudges of his sticky pre-cum. I had already tried to fight him off but he was too big and I was too small, and he knew it. I was so scared.

Abruptly, he drew his right hand out of my panties, and I felt his fingers pull out of my wet peachie and ass, almost with a painful “pop”, but giving me a momentary feeling of relief. I was so thankful that was over! Both holes closed up tight as soon as he was out of them. But my relief turned to panic as I felt and heard him moving around, and realized he’d taken his pants completely off. With both hands he grasped my panties at the waist and yanked them down, so roughly that they got caught up on the area above my knees and yanked me down with them, so that I was no longer shoved up against the wall but was instead now flat on my back once again. He yanked again and this time got them down to my ankles before they got hung up, again. He wasn’t expecting that and it made him lose his balance, and he fell flat on his drunk-ass next to my bed. I thought, now is the time! If I were going to get away I’d have to act now!

I was frozen with fear, but tried to will myself to move, to get up and run!! “GO!!” I yelled at myself, in my head. “Run now!! Run while he’s on the floor!” The second hand of the clock on the wall ticked once, but it felt like an hour! And for some reason my body just laid there with my bottom and peachie exposed, unable to move or even make a sound.

I couldn’t believe this was really happening as I felt his weight once again on my bed. This time he crawled in between my legs, forcing them to open wider and wider as his knees kicked at my thighs, until my knees were bent and spread and his cock was resting on my pubic mound, covered with my sparse peachie fuzz. I had been so proud and felt like such a "woman" when my cunny hair started to grow.

Daddy's right hand reached down and felt my peachie fuzz, running his hand back and forth over it. I was humiliated that he even knew I had pubic hair!! “Ohhhhhhhh” he breathed. Then he grabbed a handful of what hair was there and pulled it up painfully hard, causing me to whimper and moan in pain. Daddy's left hand went to his rock-hard cock and pushed it down so that it was in between my cunny lips, poking at my clenched peachie's entrance. By using my peachie's fuzz to “hoist” my cunny up, Daddy had pulled my cunny lips up and open, so his cock literally fell directly into my hole. As soon as his dick was in the right position, he spit on my peachie and his cock. He did that again and then pulled my peachie fuzz towards him as he fell against me, his size and weight pushing his hard cock inside me while he painfully yanked my little body onto his cock. With both of my father's actions my little peachie didn't have a chance. My virginity gave in my "loving" Daddy's pressure.

Reluctantly and against my will, my pussy accepted Daddy's big cock, and while he forced his cock inside me he moaned, loudly. I was screaming and crying from the pain of my virginity being ripped from me as my own father's cock felt like it was splitting me in two.

I thought that maybe, the neighbors might hear our combined noise, it was all so loud! I felt like Daddy didn’t even seem to know who i was. His eyes were closed, his mouth was open, and he looked like a stranger to me. As he called me names, :Bitch", Cum Dump", "Slut", "Nasty Whore"! I was disgusted at myself and repulsed by my own father!

Daddy started to thrust his hips in and out of me, his had yanking my cunny into his thrusts. He moved it in and out of me…Daddy's eyes closed, never looking at me. Grunting and sweating, and breathing on me with his vodka breath. His free hand found my tits again, ripping my tank-top … so Daddy could cruelly pull and pinch my nipples. I hurt from my cunny to my tits. Breathing was difficult with my tears, with the pain, and with my own father laying on top of me pounding into my once virgin cunny. His cock was slamming and rubbing into me with all that friction, and his hand still gripped and pulled at my pubic hair. It was like he was using my pussy as a puppet…making it go where he wanted it to go. I felt so betrayed and humiliated by what my Daddy was doing, but even more by the way my body was betraying me, the way that my body was acting like a bitch in heat, a slut.

My little peachie should have been dry, bone dry and hurting from all the friction, but the more my Daddy was fucking me with his big old cock the wetter my pussy became.

Daddy was still talking and saying vulgar things, but it was only one word or two at a time. “Fuck you” he said, “Sooooo good”, and when he said “I’m fucking my daughter” I realized he had wanted to do this for a long time. The incest video's I’d caught him looking at on Motherless had been what he had wanted from me all along!

Daddy then let go of my cunny hair, putting his full weight on me laying on me like I was a mattress. He was thrusting his cock in and out of my tiny little pussy, and it sounded so obscenely wet as his cock pounded away.

After what seemed like hours (although it was probably only about 20 minutes), his whole body got tense! His hand went to my throat, but gripping it tight, making it even harder to breath. Daddy's whole body got tight. He pushed his pelvis towards me forcing his cock as deep as it would go, holding it still inside me.

I felt…his cum blasting inside me. It was so warm… no hot! Actually very hot! And it was inside of me!

Daddy kept pumping his cum inside me until his moaning got quieter and his whole body relaxed collapsing onto me.

I felt his cock hard cock twitch a few times, I could feel it flick and pulse inside of my pussy, while a warm, thick liquid filled me as it seemed to get smaller inside me.

Daddy totally collapsed on me, and I think he passed out. All of a sudden he was breathing like he was sound asleep, but his cock was still inside my peachie! But it wasn’t as hard anymore, and it was starting to withdraw from me. I felt it shrink and pull out of me, making sort of a “plopping” noise. I didn’t move, I was trying to figure out if Daddy was done with me or not. I guessed he was, but still I lay under him frozen, afraid to move, as I felt his hot cum leaking inside me.

I laid there for an entire hour with Daddy on top of me, as his dick softened between my legs. I felt his cum running out of me, gathering on the sheets and making a cold puddle. I tried to clench myself tight so that it wouldn’t run out and make a mess, but it didn’t matter, it just oozed out anyway. Daddy's hands was still on my tit and throat, but he was snoring and drooling on me, completely oblivious to the world, to what he had done to his little girl….

Finally, I got the nerve to believe he was asleep, and I pushed him gently on his shoulders. Surprisingly, he rolled over and off of me, his dick dragging his cum across my thigh and leaving a slimy trail.

Gingerly, I sat up and got out of bed., feeling his cum smeared over my thigh and more trickling out of me. As soon as I stood up, I felt a huge rush of fluid coming out of my peachie. Again, I tried to stop it by clenching my pussy closed, but again, it didn’t matter, and my daddy’s semen flowed out of my cunny and down onto my thighs. I felt the sticky mess rolling down my legs as I walked out of the room, lubricating my thighs as they slid together.

I walked out of my bedroom feeling my father’s slimy cum drip and ooze out of my sore pussy, making my thighs glide over each other and spreading his spooge further around. Every now and then I’d feel a new splurge of it coming out, adding to the mess that was already there. My panties had been flung and were now resting somewhere in the darkness. I didn’t care about them, I just wanted to leave the room.
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I needed to clean myself up, I was a mess from my bellybutton to my knees! I needed to shower and try to clean all my daddy's cum from my sore little cunny. I needed to hurry up to minimize all that cum making me pregnant, but I didn't want to walk around naked afterwards in case Daddy woke up. I needed something to wear, but all my clothes were back in my room, and that was one place I’d be avoiding for the next few hours, at least.

Then I remembered that I had just done a load of wash and I hadn’t gotten it out of the dryer yet! I knew there were clean panties and tee’s and even a pair of sweatpants in that load (I declared that I was going to wear sweatpants to bed from now on, as if that would protect me!).

I opened the door to the laundry room quietly… I didn’t want to startle our Great Dane, Corky… we kept him in there at night.

As soon as I opened the door I heard his dog collar rattle and I knew he was awake; it was silly of me to think that he’d actually stay asleep while I rummaged around in the dryer.

So, I flicked the light on and proceeded to open the dryer to dig around for something to wear. I found a clean tee-shirt and the sweatpants quickly, but I was having trouble finding a pair of panties as more of my Daddy's seed leaked from my abused cunny.