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Jake rammed his baby bitch's face with hard, pounding strokes that caused his balls to slam beneath her chin. Okay, so he might not earn the "Father of the Year" award for what he was doing, but the great orgasms she gave him more than made up for it.

"Get ready, baby...Daddy's going to cum soon!" gasping the words, as he shoved hard. He wanted to get deep into her throat but didn't think she was ready for that yet—not this soon in their sexual relationship. Better to take things slower, so she'd be a willing participant in their future sexual games.

"Fuck!" he yelled, feeling the familiar tingle in his balls. He pulled out, his large hand on the top of her head, keeping it pinned to the mattress as he stroked his cock, aiming it at her pretty face. "Open wide and take Daddy's cum, baby."

Emily parted her lips, sticking her tongue out as Daddy stroked his cock fast.

He pressed it to her tongue, a strangled cry ripped from his throat. "CUMMING!" Huge jets of slimy fluid splashed wetly on her tongue, painting it white. "Keep your mouth open...!" he gasped, continuing to stroke, filling her mouth with his thick seed. Pulling back, he let a few ropy strands criss-cross her face.

"Shit, that was good!" he exclaimed, milking the last few drops into her mouth. He chuckled as he finished, because she still had her mouth open as though unsure what to do: spit or swallow. He'd messed up her face pretty good, but thought she looked beautiful with his cum puddled on her cheeks and upper lip. "Swallow it, baby...if you love Daddy, you'll eat his cum."

Emily wasn't too sure about swallowing it but if it made Daddy happy, she was more than willing to try...but there was such a lot of it! One thing she'd learned since Daddy started fucking her was that he came lots and made a mess everywhere. She closed her mouth, giving a little shudder, finally managing to get it all down.

"Open your mouth, show Daddy you swallowed it all."

Obediently, she parted her lips again, letting him see her mouth was now empty.

"Good girl." He placed his large hand on her face, rubbing his cum into her skin. "They say semen makes your skin really soft—because of all the protein," grinning at her. He wasn't sure if it was true or not but it gave him a reason she could accept for doing that; the truth was, he liked to see her skin glisten with his seed. By putting his scent on her, he was claiming this lil slut as his own personal fucktoy.

He shifted to lie at her side. "I'm proud of you, Emily. You're an incredibly giving partner, one any man would be happy to call his own."

Her daddy's words made Emily feel good, because she liked pleasing him.

"You're going to wear your old man out at this rate, but I can't think of a better way to go," he said, chuckling. "But I need to shower and so do you, Little Miss Cum Mess. Why don't you do so in your own bathroom, and then we'll have breakfast and see what other trouble we can get into today, hmm?"

Emily hopped out of bed. "Okay, daddy!" Any reservations she'd had about continuing the sexual nature of their relationship had been negated by the hard orgasm he'd just given her. Right or wrong, she needed her Daddy this way...and it seemed he needed her just as much. "Meet you downstairs!"

As she started to run off, Jake slapped her ass, delighted by the red handprint that formed almost immediately on her pale flesh. Hmm, he'd never really considered spanking before but Emily had a very spankable ass—might be fun to give her a rosy bottom some day...right before fucking her.

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After breakfast, Emily went back to her room to work on an English paper due Monday while Jake headed to his computer to get some work done. At least that was the plan. Instead, he found himself cruising the Internet, looking at sex toys and lingerie for his daughter. He found a dildo that looked almost identical to his own cock when erect...even the size and thickness was similar. Emily could use it when he wasn't around to help when she got horny. A couple of vibrators were also ordered. He was going to turn her into the perfect slut, one willing to do whatever he wanted, whenever he asked...not because she had to, but because she wanted it as much as he did. The toys would help morph her into a supremely sexual creature.

Next, he bought some sweet, sexy lingerie, in different pastel colors—a few with sheer, ruffled skirts that revealed more of her pussy than they hid.

He liked her youthfulness, and, if he was honest, it was part of the attraction she held for him so he wanted to play up that aspect of her, rather than turn her into the prototypical slut found on Internet porn sites. Placing his orders, he paid extra to have them Fedexed.

How far would she be willing to go, he wondered? He'd worried that she might have changed her mind once she awoke this morning, feeling guilty about that they'd done, but, fortunately, that hadn't been the case.

The key was to take her on this sexual journey in small degrees. Too much, too soon and she'd balk...maybe even want to end it altogether—and he wasn't going to accept that. Now that he'd had a taste of his daughter, he wouldn't be satisfied going back to their previously platonic, father/daughter relationship.

Yet, the very thing that excited him the most about her—other than her youth—was the fact that shewashis daughter. While it would have been nice to parade her around as his new girlfriend, that was impossible, at least in this town where they were both known. To the outside world, they would appear to have a typical parent/child relationship—but, in the privacy of their own home, she would be his willing fucktoy.

But, in another town where no one knew them, it could be a different story. His work took him out of town occasionally and, when that happened, he could take Emily with him. In fact, he had a sales meeting in Vegas at the end of the month; that might be a good place to have a little public fun.

The biggest surprise was that Emily had been a virgin. How does a girl who looks the way she does remain a freakin' virgin at eighteen? Not that he was complaining—he was glad he got to be the one to bust her little cherry and work his cock into her impossibly tight sheath—a pussy that felt custom-made for his thick wang.

While she sometimes dated, she currently didn't have a boyfriend, which was fine by him. He didn't like the idea of any boy grinding away on top of his daughter. He'd have to talk to her soon so she understood that her cunt was now HIS cunt—his to fuck and his to decide whom else got to use it. That meant no boys. She was too good for some callow youth who couldn't last more than a few minutes of banging—but other men...well, that was a different story. He enjoyed watching gangbang or MMF videos on the Internet; the thought of another man drilling his baby girl made him harden in his slacks. It would have to be the right man though—besides, she wasn't ready for that sort of adventure yet. For now, her daddy's cock would need to be enough.

"Hey, Daddy, I need to go out for awhile. I'll be back in a couple of hours."

Looking up from his computer, Jake found his daughter standing in the doorway.

"Where are you going, baby girl?"

"I need to meet Randy at the coffee shop; we've got a project due in Chemistry next week...he's my project partner."