Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience.
 
 Title: It's Only Sex, Daddy Pt.  02


Summary: Darren's bratty daughter is driving him crazy, in every way. 


Keywords:inc,fic,erotic,hot



   Chapter Five

   Darren sat in front of the computer, his cock hard just from looking at
the dozens of ads of young girls looking to be daddy's girl, for a price.
His eyes darted from pic to pic, the girls ranging from young and innocent
looking with pig tails and shots of their very small breasts, to girls who
looked more slutty and aggressive.

   He wished they'd refined the search for certain physical attributes as
he scanned for girls with long brown hair and brown eyes.  Black hair would
be okay if the rest of the girl was perfect, and hell many of the little
pros mentioned in their ads they had assortments of wigs and costumes.

   This game was his guilty pleasure turned downright obsession and if he
were going to pay for it, then he wanted as close to his daughter as
possible.  Darren's eyes fell on Lindsay's profile where she went by
'Daddy's pretty kitty' proclaiming she was daddy's best girl who would do
anything to make him happy.

   "Sometimes naughty, sometimes nice, you can pamper or punish me.  I
always take what my daddy gives me." He read softly.

   He thought about contacting her again, this time to meet at a hotel. 
Lindsay was as close to Cassie looks wise as he'd found and had done a good
job of trying to play the game even though he kept going from wanting her
demure and hesitant to daddy's dirty girl.

   The blue tab beneath her name and picture declared she was online now
meaning he could chat with her.  He hovered the mouse over send Lindsay a
message, then scrolled away.  Lindsay had met the real Cassie and had to
notice the resemblance.

   There was no way she didn't know this wasn't just a game for him, but
that he wanted his real daughter, therefore she was off the table.  Darren
stared at the ads feeling like a kid in a candy store.

   All these luscious young girls looking to fulfill the daddy daughter
fantasy made him feel much more at ease about it.  There was obviously a
big demand for it.  Whether or not some guys played it just for a fun
thrill or there were some like him with daughters they had a thing for it
didn't really matter, it was all harmless fun.

   "Justify Darren." He mocked himself even as he kept looking.

   At this point he'd done this several times and recognized many of the
girls.  It was like being a kid in a toy store and told you could only have
one thing.  Darren reached the bottom of the first of the five pages.

   They were in no real order and normally he didn't mind taking his time,
but he was already hard and squirming in his seat like a teenager in heat.
He wanted to make a choice and follow his pathetic routine of jerking off
in his chair to the profile pics of his next little girl.

   At the bottom of the page there were options for most popular, currently
online.  On occasions if the girl looked that good he'd message them and
wait a few hours for them to message back through the account he created
under Come to daddy with no profile pic or other information.

   Tonight he wanted to make a pick, hopefully for this Friday night when
Cassie had to work so he clicked currently online.  Two dozen or so ads
came up and he frowned when many of them were blondes and redheads.

   Darren scrolled further down and froze on an ad he'd never seen before.

   "Hot damn."

   The picture was of a girl kneeling on a bed.  Her face was cropped out,
but her long curly brown hair flowed halfway down her back.  Her legs were
clad in black thigh highs and rather than wearing fuck me shoes like most
of the girls did, she was just in her stocking feet.

   She wore a two piece lingerie set, the bottom a pair of transparent
black lace boy shorts and the top a dark blue and black bikini like top
with blue lace cups.  The picture was a side view and her hands were on her
knees, her delicious looking ass pointing out.

   The lower part of her face was visible showing off a huge smile and full
sensual lips coated in a deep red.  Darren's eyes lit up at her name and
description.

   "Daddy's little brat."

   "Lots of good girls are on here looking to please their daddy.  They're
cute and soft and love to be daddy's playful kitten.  But not this little
brat.  This brat is sassy and smart assy.  I love to tease daddy and
misbehave until he has no choice but to put me in my place by giving his
bitchy daughter the fucking she's begging for."

   Darren clicked' read more' and continued, his cock getting stiffer by
the second.

   "So don't worry, daddy you don't have to be good to this bad girl.  You
can treat me like the little cock teasing whore I am.  You can shut me up,
daddy!  All you have to do is shove your big dick in my slutty mouth and
then make me squeal by ravaging my tight little pink pussy.  You can spank
me and call me names and treat me the way you've always wanted to treaty
your bitchy daughter."

   "Jackpot." Darren whispered.  This girl couldn't be more perfect he
thought while he clicked on the line; see more pictures of 'Daddy's Little
Brat.'

   His excitement grew as he clicked on each of the pictures.  The first
was her kneeling on the bed, but this time the view was from the front and
she was topless, her hands covering her breasts, but her nipples peeking
out between her fingers.

   The girl continued to be ideal as even her breasts were the perfect
size, not small, but not the larger more full breasts he associated more
with older women.  Her nipples were a light pink and her nails the same
dark blue as the top she'd been wearing.

   She had a good tan going, and her tan lines, like the rest of her were
hot as hell.  The second pic she was on her stomach, in a black thong, her
legs spread and bent at the knees.  In this one she wore black heels and
her arms were behind her, grabbing them and holding her legs bent.

   He stared hungrily at the thin strip of black material covering her
pussy.  Damn, what a fucking hot position!  He clicked the next picture
which was of her bent over the bed the words 'spank me' written in red
lipstick on her cheeks.

   Her face wasn't visible in any of the pictures, but Darren couldn't
picture any girl with a body this hot not being attractive.  He brought up
the last picture.  In this one she was sitting on the edge of the bed, her
legs back in the black stockings and wide open.

   She wore no panties, but there was a pink heart shaped piece of paper
covering her pussy with "Daddy's cock goes here." written on it.

   Her head was lowered and her long curly hair had been pushed forward to
obscure her face.  She was topless, but her hair draped over each of her
breasts, covering her nipples, but leaving the lower curve of them visible.

   Darren had seen a lot of girls on here, but this girl was by far the
hottest.  She was online now and his fingers trembling with excitement, he
clicked message and typed. "So I hear you've been acting up again."

   He sat back in his chair, his heart racing.  Even though he'd done this
several times, it was still a nervous rush to reach out and see if the girl
would respond.  Even though it said online, she could be talking with
someone else, or even away from the computer without having logged off.

   His fingers drummed nervously on the desk hoping someone hadn't beat him
to her.  Darren looked at the rest of her ad which declared she could show
up, classy or trashy, sweet or naughty and had a variety of costumes.

   'No bareback, so don't ask' was the first thing he saw he wasn't
thrilled with, but he could understand why.  In fact he was amazed Lindsay
and one other girl he'd found allowed it.  Even more amazed he'd been so
desperate for as close to his fantasy as possible he'd risk getting
something from them.

   She was out call only, but most of the young ones were and insisted on a
real phone number she could call.  With a grin Darren reached into his
drawer and brought out a cheap Samsung he'd bought just to use for
occasions like this.

   Her price was $250 for an hour.  Most were $150, but it wasn't a big
deal.  What surprised him was the next line which declared $500 for 'All
you can handle'.  The chirping sound announcing a reply startled him as he
pondered exactly what he could handle.

   "I'm always acting up.  What are you going to do about it, daddy?"

   "I'm going to straighten you out once and for all." He typed and kept
his fingers on the keyboard as the words 'daddy's little Brat is typing a
reply' showed up over the message box.

   "Whatever, you keep saying that, but you never do it.  You're full of
shit, daddy."

   A smile spread across his face.  She was already in character.  He
imagined Cassie saying that to him, oh, wait, she did say things like that
to him.  It was part of why this type of girl was exactly what he needed.

   "Watch your mouth, little girl."

   "Bet you want to watch my mouth.  Watch it on your big cock, isn't that
right daddy?"

   "At least you'd be quiet for once."

   "Not really, I'd be gagging and whimpering and slobbering and looking up
at you with my eyes watering from how hard you're fucking your girl's dirty
mouth."

   "Holy shit!" Darren shook his head, and went to type a reply, but she
kept going.

   "Like that, Daddy?  Like face fucking your little girl?  You going to
cum for me, daddy?  Going to wash my mouth out with cum?  Make me swallow
every drop?"

   "Then make me keep sucking it, keep you hard so you can bend me over and
force that big dick in my bratty cunt and fuck me so hard I squeal like the
little pig I am?  Pull my hair and spank my ass?"

   "I'll be crying and begging you to stop!  Please, daddy!  Please stop!
I'll be good, I promise!  Oh, daddy you're cock's too big for me!  It hurts
daddy!  Ohhhhh!"

   Darren sat there speechless, his heart racing and his cock aching at the
thought of hearing all this in person and having his hands on that
incredible body.

   "Still there, daddy?  You too busy jerking off to talk?"

   "What color are your eyes?" He asked just to say something as he was
still trying to pull himself together after what she'd typed.

   "Before I answer how old are you?  Are you old enough to be my daddy? 
Please be honest.  If we hook up and you're young I'll leave.  I like men,
not boys."

   "I'm in my forties, old enough to be your daddy for real.  How old are
you?"

   "I'm eighteen and I have big brown eyes to look up at daddy while he's
stuffing my mouth with his cock."

   18, oh, good god, he thought.

   "You all talk or really like it rough and nasty?"

   "Are you all talk, daddy?  Bet you are.  Bet you couldn't give this brat
what she needs."

   "Don't try me little girl."

   "I'd like you to try me.  You want a piece of this brat, baby?"

   "Two fifty is more than the other girls are asking." He wanted to break
her stride and not want her to think she had him that easily, even though
he knew he was going to book her.

   "I'm worth every penny.  Lot of girls like the daddy game because the
guys are good to their little girls, so it's easy money.  I'm the naughty
daughter guys don't want to be nice to.  This brat gets more money for
letting daddy use my slutty holes the way he's always wanted to"

   "Can I go down on you?" He typed it quickly and immediately felt
pathetic.  How many guys would actually want to go down on a hooker?  But
in his best fantasies he made Cassie come and showed her how good daddy
could be to her if she'd let him.

   "You want to suck your daughter's clit, daddy?  Make me come in your
face?  I thought I was a brat and deserved to be punished?"

   "Daddy wants to show you why you should be with him and not fucking
those stupid little boys who don't know what they're doing."

   "Oh, that's the game?  Your baby girl is getting laid and it makes you
mad and jealous so you want to show her what a real man can do for her?"

   Darren frowned; it was eerie how she knew exactly what he wanted and why
he wanted it.  He supposed she'd picked things up from other guys, but he
still felt put off he was that transparent to her.

   "You can go down on me." She typed as he was considering a response.  "I
don't just do this for the money, I get into it."

   "They all say that." Darren rolled his eyes as he replied.

   "I'm not like the rest.  I want to cum for my daddy, but most guys just
want me to blow them then fuck me and send me on my way.  I have to get
myself off when I get home."

   "Will you play with yourself for me?" that's something he'd never
thought of before the other night when he'd caught Cassie using her toy.

   "I'll do anything daddy wants; after all, I'm being punished aren't I?"

   "Speaking of whatever daddy wants, what's the all you can handle mean?"

   "It means that your brat will keep sucking you hard and fucking you
until you can't get it up anymore.  No time limit, I'm there to drain
daddy's balls."

   No time limit...Drain Daddy's balls.  Cassie worked until two am on
Friday's he'd be able to take his time and still get home well before she
did.  Even if he didn't, who cared?  He was the damn parent around here.

   "I may take you up on that." He took a breath and then the plunge.  "You
available Friday night?"

   "Maybe."

   "Maybe?"

   "It depends."

   "Depends on what?" Was this part of her game?

   "Are you hard for your brat, daddy?"

   "I've been hard since I saw your pictures."

   "Then show me your cock."

   "What?" Was she serious?

   "Take a picture of your cock and send it to this number." She typed a
number which started with a local area code.

   "You really are a brat aren't you?"

   "I am and if this pisses you off you can take it out on me, now show me
your cock."

   "Seeing you're the one that is looking to make money, shouldn't you be a
little nicer?"

   The idea of taking a picture of his cock both appealed to him and
annoyed him.  He wasn't a teenager and thought the whole 'dick pic' think
on dating sites was classless.

   Because a guy who hired hookers to pretend to be his daughter was
classy?

   "I told you I'm not like the other girls.  See, I have a real daddy and
live in a nice house, I don't need the money that bad."

   "Then why do you do it for money?"

   "Because I want nice clothes and shoes and my daddy wants me to work for
them.  He thinks I have a job, he has no idea where my money really comes
from."

   For the first time Darren felt his enthusiasm wane.  The idea that these
girls were other men's daughters hadn't quite dawned on him.  He'd just
given Cassie a hard time for fooling around with guys.  These girls were
hookers.

   "That and it makes it even more of a turn on." She went on
typing. "Thing is, I have what you need and you need your brat's talented
mouth and tight cunt more than I need you."

   "Real cute." He typed and realized it was what he said to Cassie when
she smarted off.  This girl was a brat.

   "I'm damn cute, that's why you put up with my shit, daddy.  Then I say
that wrong thing and you just give me what I'm begging for.  That's what
you want isn't it?"

   "I'll text you so you have a real number for me, but I'm not showing you
my dick.  I'm not a teenager."

   "Your choice.  I've already gotten two other chat requests while we've
been talking.  Good luck looking for your little girl."

   "Seriously?"

   "I told you I can be choosy.  I want a daddy with a cock big enough to
stuff my mouth and my pussy.  I'll give you one minute to send it to me."

   "I'm your daddy, I call the shots." He tried.

   "Yeah, sure you do.  That's why you're looking to fuck a girl like me
because your little girl has you whipped."

   Damn, she was a little bitch...and he loved it.

   "Tell you what; I'm having fun with you.  You send me the picture and
you have a nice cock, then I'm yours Friday night."

   Darren rolled his eyes, but found his hand reaching for the phone.

   "If you need help stroking it up, look at my pics.  Look at that
spankable ass and those pink nipples playing peek-a-boo with you."

   "But what I really want you to look at is my smile.  Look at those lips
and think about them around your cock.  Imagine them covered in daddy's
sticky cum after he wipes his dripping dick off on his brat's face."

   Darren didn't need much encouragement; he'd been close to fully hard
even when she was giving him shit.  He unsnapped his jeans and lifting his
hips, pulled them and his underwear down.

   He figured what the hell, it's not like he wasn't going to spank it to
her pics anyway.  It was just the point she was calling the shots.  But if
he sent the picture, that would change.  Friday the little bitch would be
all his and he'd punish her just like she said she wanted to be.

   His cock sprang free and lifting the phone, he found the camera and held
it in his left hand while he stroked his cock.  He'd been so worked up his
tip was oozing and he squeezed the tip, and smeared the sticky pre cum
along his shaft making it glisten.

   Darren was now fully hard and squeezing his cock at the base, snapped
two pictures.  Before he could lose his nerve he quickly texted the
pictures and sat there with his cock out, waiting for her reply.

   He'd been watching the screen, but the reply came by text.

   "Oh, daddy, what a nice cock!  It's so big you're going to have to force
it into my tight little slit."

   "So yes to Friday?"

   ."What time and where?"

   "How about eight at the Sheraton by the airport?"

   "You want an hour or as much of this brat as you can handle?"

   Like she should even have to ask at this point, he thought. "I'll pay
the five, but you're going to earn it."

   "I will, daddy!  I'm going to lay here in my bed in my nice room and I'm
going to shove my fingers in my hot little twat and rub my clit while I
think about sucking and fucking that big dick.  You going to jerk off to my
pictures tonight, daddy?"

   "Yes." He admitted. "As soon as we're done."

   "Good, when you blow that nice big load imagine shooting it down my
throat or all over my bratty face."

   "Oh, I will."

   "Want me to wear anything special?"

   Darren nodded, this was better than her previous attitude.  He thought
about it for a minute.  The sundress look was a good one, but Lindsay had
just done that for him.  He wasn't into the school girl look.

   "Daddy?"

   "Thinking." He smiled at her calling him that even through the chat.

   "What would you yell at your daughter for wearing?"

   "Who says I have a daughter?"

   "Please.  Of course you do."

   He decided not to incriminate himself by arguing.  He looked at her line
about being angry and thought about the argument he'd had with Cassie the
other night.

   "How about one of those slutty mini dresses the girls wear to the
clubs?"

   "I can do that.  I have different colors, what do you like?"

   "You have something like the lingerie in your pictures?  The Black and
Blue?"

   "I can wear the lingerie if you want.  I'll wear it under my coat when I
come see you."

   Damn!  Why hadn't he thought of that?"

   "Okay, and with the black stockings?"

   "I'll show up exactly as I am in the picture and I'll paint my fingers
and toes dark blue to match."

   "Sounds, good, baby girl!" He typed with a smile.

   "I'm not your baby girl.  Baby girls are cutesy and sweet.  I'm your
bitch of a daughter.  The girl you love, but who pisses you off to the
point you want to hate fuck her.  That's who I am."

   Hate fuck?  Jesus was this girl really eighteen?  How much experience
did she have to talk like this?  Hell, why would he care?  All that
experience was going to be his Friday night.

   "So you really are daddy's bad girl?  You wouldn't want daddy to be good
to you?"

   "My real daddy is good to me, but he won't treat me the way I wish he
would."

   "So you really want your dad?" Darren replied with satisfaction as he
turned her goading him about really wanting his daughter back around on
him. Instead her reply stunned him.

   "I'd fuck him in a heartbeat.  Just like I bet you'd fuck your daughter.
But we can't so here we are, right?"

   "You sure you're eighteen?" This time he asked the question.

   "You'll be sure how young I am when you feel your cock spreading my
teenage cunt, daddy.  Now I'm going to go because I'm so wet I'm squirming
and I need to cum.  Text me the hotel room number when you have it."

   "Hey, what's your name?" He realized he'd never asked and she hadn't
volunteered one.

   "Whatever you want it to be, most likely whatever your daughter's name
is.  You can tell me who I am on Friday."

   Before he could type anything she added. "Sweet dreams, Daddy." And
her status changed to offline.

   "Goddamn." Darren slumped back in the chair and stared down at his
turgid cock.  He was so fucking hard his balls were beginning to ache.

   With no hesitation he brought the picture of her lying on her stomach
holding the heels of her fuck me shoes to full size.  He pulled open the
lower desk drawer removing the small bottle of 'gun oil' lube he kept
there, and squirted some on his cock.

   Darren's eyes locked onto the strip of material between her thighs, he
stroked his now slick cock, imagining his hand to be that tight little
slit. He'd fuck her just like that, holding himself over her and driving
down into that young cunt while she lay there prone, holding her legs up
and squealing and he pounded her.

   He was so worked up it wasn't long before his balls tightened and the
cum raced through his shaft.  His fantasy switched to her lying on her
back, Darren straddling her, pinning her arms over her head with one hand
while jacking his cock into her bratty face.

   "Oh, fuck." He groaned as his cock erupted, showing just how excited he
was by sending a squirt of cum onto his desk before the rest flowed down
his shaft and over his hand.

   In his mind's eye that first squirt went into her mouth and rest all
over her bitchy little face.  He was going to give this girl the fucking
she claimed she was craving.  The hard and brutal fucking he'd held back
from with the other girls in fear of being too rough.

   He wouldn't worry about it with this one though.  No this little bitch
was everything he wanted and unless it was a good act, she'd welcome every
second of a, how did she say it, hate fuck?

   It was a good description.  He loved Cassie dearly as a father, but as a
man?  She pissed him off to no end; cock teased him and had her bitch
mother's attitude.  No, there would be nothing sweet or playful about
fucking her, he'd treat her like the little snot she was.

   Darren continued to stare at the picture, his breathing slowing down as
his cock softened into the sticky mess dripping down to his balls and at
the base of his shaft.  He hoped to hell he wasn't this quick when he got
his hands on her, but then again she claimed she'd take as much as he could
give.

   And at this point he planned on giving that little brat all she could
handle.  Darren sighed and grabbing some tissues from the box on the desk
wiped up the mess as he thought that as much as this girl had both ticked
him off and unnerved him, she was right.

   He'd be calling her Cassie.

   Chapter Six

   Darren looked at the clock and saw it was seven fifty.  Exactly one
minute since the last time he'd looked at the clock.  He'd always had that
mix of nervousness and excitement when he did this, but this time it seemed
magnified.

   For this game he didn't have to hold back, he didn't have to try to fit
the typical daddy role and spend time being 'good' to his little girl. 
Tonight it would be about the Cassie of the evening being treated roughly
and punished as she should be and because of that the last couple of days
had gone by slower than any he could remember.

   He'd left the office at five today, something all but unheard of for him
in order to get home and shower and take a quick nap to rest up for what he
anticipated as being the longest sexual marathon he'd had since his college
days.

   Darren kept thinking of how hot it would be to have cum a couple times
and on his own, be spent, but having this little slut suck his cock and
keep sucking it until he was hard enough to fuck her again.

   He'd make her work for each additional load and if he felt too tired to
fuck he'd make her suck him off the last round and the longer it took, the
better.  His 'Cassie' whimpering and drooling and slobbering as she
desperately strived for those last few drops from his balls so her
'punishment' would be over.

   Darren had felt like a teenage boy the last couple days.  Anytime the
thought of tonight crossed his mind he became hard.  Even in court he'd sat
there at the table and had to force his mind to stay focused on his job and
not thinking of a barely legal daughter working his balls.

   He'd jerked off twice a day the last couple of days, but forced himself
not to do it today.  No, today he wanted to stay unsatisfied so that first
load was a nice big one going down his misbehaving daughter's throat.

   Another thought that kept getting him worked up was the idea of going
down on her.  Making her come for him, hearing her squeal while she came
hard, and then shoving his dick immediately into that still quivering
little snatch.

   Darren had the usual twinge of guilt and awkwardness when Cassie had
come home from class and yet another trip to the mall.  He'd asked her if
she wanted him to make her dinner, but she replied she'd eaten at the mall
and wanted to nap before heading out to work.

   She'd been in a pair of white shorts that did amazing things for her
tanned legs and her cute little ass, along with a matching sleeveless shirt
with a picture of a broken halo on it proclaiming, 'no angel' that wasn't a
lie, that was for sure.

   Her long legs had ended in a pair of white heeled sandals that strapped
around the ankles and he could imagine the boys at school staring at her
with their hard cocks during class.  Cassie had hung out in the living room
with him for a few minutes, talking about class and asking him how work
was.

   While chatting, she's removed her shoes, giving him a pervy peek down
her top and showing off her white lace bra.  She'd then removed her hair
from the pony tail she'd had it in and sat back on the couch with her legs
crossed, kicking her foot back and forth.

   He noticed her nails were dark blue and that got him thinking about what
he'd be doing tonight.  Darren had done a good job of chatting about their
daily life while his eyes roamed along her legs, snuck a couple of quick
peeks at her prominently displayed perfectly sized breasts, and staring at
her bare feet.

   Even her damn feet had him going, maybe he'd try something new tonight
and have the fake Cassie use her feet to play with his cock.

   Cassie had yawned and stretched, not only unwittingly showing off her
breasts at an even sexy angle, but her flat tanned stomach as the shirt
rode up.  She'd come over and kissed him on the cheek, then given him one
of those quick impulsive hugs that he found so endearing it made him
remember she wasn't always a spoiled brat.

   She'd headed down the hallway and he'd watched her ass the entire time
while his cock strained to burst out of his slacks.  Once she'd gone into
her room, he'd showered and tossed on a pair of sweats and a t-shirt as if
he were hanging around the rest of the night.

   He'd waiting anxiously for her to come out in her sexy work ensemble and
leave for work.  Feeling like a sneaking teen ager, he'd changed into a
pair of jeans and plain black t-shirt-he avoided the professional look when
he met these girls, because he wore suits all week and did it really matter
what he wore for them?

   Darren arrived at the hotel an hour early and once he'd checked in had
alternately paced and lay on the bed, trying to settle his nerves and
wishing the clock would move faster.

   His stomach jumped when he received a text on his 'ho phone' as he heard
them referred to, from her.  He'd been afraid something would come up, but
instead he smiled at the words "On my way, daddy."

   The smile spread across his face and to his crotch when she
added. "I've been such a bad girl today, daddy, what are you going to do
about it?"

   "Daddy's going to teach you a lesson, now get your ass home now." He'd
replied, enjoying being in character.  That had been fifteen minutes ago
and he'd been ready to climb the walls since.

   He had no idea where she was coming from and looked at the clock to now
see it was seven fifty two, he'd made it two minutes this time.  He sat
down on the edge of the bed, and then cocked his head when he heard
footsteps coming down the hallway.

   Darren glanced around the room which featured a queen sized bed and also
an armchair he planned and sitting back and relaxing in while she got on
her knees and took good care of daddy.  The lights had a dimmer and he
lowered them to the point where it was dim enough to be comfortable, but
still plenty of light to enjoy the show.

   He'd taken his shoes and socks off, not wanting to be bothered taking
them off later, but otherwise was still dressed.  He could just imagine the
size of the wet stcky stain in his boxers from being hard almost his entire
time in the room.

   Darren jumped when there was a soft knock on the door and he rose,
looking down at the impressive bulge in his jeans.  He wondered if she'd
look when she entered the room and see what daddy had for his little girl.

   He reached into his pocket and removed the five hundred dollar bills and
putting them on the nightstand walked over to the door.  He took a deep
breath and opened the door.

   His Cassie of the evening was standing a couple of feet from the door
with her back to him.  She wore a black leather jacket that was too warm
for the weather, but one look at her black stocking clad legs told him
she'd been good on her word and had the lingerie on underneath.

   He had no doubt she'd heard him open the security latch then the door,
and was standing there posing for him, and he was fine with it.  Her long
curly brown hair was just like the real Cassie's flowing down her back and
her black stiletto heels made him wonder how she could walk in them.

   The jacket didn't go much past her upper thigh and her legs were long
and shapely.  She confirmed the fact she knew he was there, by lifting the
jacket high enough to show off the stockings were thigh highs and give him
a quick look at her ass in the black lace boy shorts.

   Darren decided to play along and hissed in a low whisper.  "Get your ass
in here right now, young lady!"

   She stiffened for a moment and cocked her head, and Darren hoped he
hadn't done anything to put her off.  He heard voices and seeing people
coming around the corner of the hallway, ducked back into the room behind
the door.

   He heard footsteps and she quickly walked past him, her head turned
toward the bed.  He caught a whiff of her perfume as she passed and felt
his cock twitch as he closed the door behind him.  She flinched at the
sound of the door closing and he quickly spoke up, when he realized it
might have looked like he was trying to sneak up on her.

   "Sorry to duck in like that, but didn't want anyone to see me.  You know
how it is."

   She nodded her head slowly and Darren frowned.  Her body language told
him she was nervous and that was the one thing she didn't sound the other
night.  Had she been acting?

   "I brought some wine if you want a glass first and your money's on the
nightstand." He remained where he was not wanting to startle her.  But his
erection was beginning to fade, something seemed off.

   "So," he tried to sound casual.  "Its pretty warm in here, why don't you
take off that jacket?  That way I can see what my misbehaving daughter is
wearing tonight that's going to get her in trouble."

   She didn't move right away and his stomach sinking, Darren started to
ask her what was wrong, but her arms moved and he saw the ties to the
jacket fall to the side.  Keeping her back to him, she let the jacket fall
to the floor.

   His smile returned as he checked out her amazing ass in the transparent
lace and the strap of the bra like top the only thing other than her hair
covering her back.

   "You're walking around the house like that?  You really are a cock tease
aren't you?" He got back into character.  "Look at you, you can't even turn
around and face me can you?"

   She shook her head and he heard a soft whimper that sent a thrill
through him.  Everything was fine; she was just starting off right from the
gate.

   "Don't try that whining shit on me, little girl.  It's not going to work
tonight.  Now turn your ass around and look at your father when he talks to
you."

   Her shoulders slumped in a realistic display of resignation and she
slowly turned to face him, her head down, her hair obscuring her face.  The
front was even better than the back.  Her tits pushed up in the blue black
top and the shorts just a patch of black lace between her thighs.

   Darren stepped closer, noticing that even in the heels she was a good
six inches shorter than him.  She was petite and he could already imagine
the way he could manhandle her around the bed.

   "Stop hiding behind your hair like a little girl and look up at me." He
paused for effect.  "Now!"

   There was another whimper, and pushing her hair from her face, she
lifted her head to look at him, whispering, "Sorry, daddy."

   Darren's eyes widened and his stomach felt as if someone had kicked him
in it.

   It was Cassie.

   Chapter Seven

   "Cassie!" Darren gasped, trying to get his mind around what this meant.
"You...you're a..." He couldn't say it and instead yelled.  "Sorry, daddy?
That all you got to say?"

   "What else can I say?" Cassie shrugged.

   "First off, put that goddamn coat back on!  You knew it was me as soon
as I said something!  You should have never taken it off!"

   "You told me too." Cassie squatted down to pick up the coat which put
her face level with his crotch and he quickly stepped back from her before
that twisted part of his mind that had led them to this moment reacted to
her position.

   "You look happy to see your little girl, daddy." She replied her eyes
directly on his crotch.

   "What the hell is wrong with you?" He demanded.  "We talked about this
the other night; you don't look at me like that!"

   "You looked at me like that." Cassie rose with the coat in her hand, but
didn't put it on.  "You even jerked off to my pictures."

   "I didn't know it was you." He pointed to her.  "And don't you dare turn
this around on me.  My god, Cassie, you're a goddamn hooker?"

   She nodded.  "I am.  I'm one of those girls you pay for sex and don't
judge because you like fucking them.  But I bet it's different for me,
isn't it?"

   "Damn straight it is!  Those girls need money!  You live with me and you
have a job and..." he caught himself when it hit him.  "You don't have a
job, do you?"

   "I quit three months ago when I started doing this."

   "You just woke up one day and said I want to be a whore?"

   "A girl I worked with told me she was quitting to be an escort.  I met
up with her a few weeks later and asked her about it.  She said its easy
money and it can be fun too."

   "You've been lying to me.  Even about the guys.  You have all those
condoms for your new job and those outfits too."

   "I said they were costumes I wore to parties." She giggled.  "Private
parties."

   "There's nothing funny about this!" He couldn't believe she was joking.
Forget that, he couldn't believe this whole fucked up mess was happening.

   To his dismay, the smirk appeared.  "You're slipping councilor.  You saw
those outfits and I bet you snooped in the other bag and saw my sexy
nighties, then the condoms.  I can't believe you didn't figure it out."

   Darren closed his eyes and took a deep breath.  She was right, how
didn't he make the connection?  He recalled that night thinking there was
something he was missing, and this was it.  It just didn't seem obvious to
him because what father would ever want to think that about his daughter?

   "You're not even ashamed of what you do or that I caught you.  Not
ashamed of standing in front of me in slutty lingerie." He gestured towards
the jacket.  "Put the damn coat on".

   "Why?  I'm wearing what you requested.  Why not enjoy the view?"

   "Cassie, put that fucking jacket on right now!"

   "You have nerve yelling at me." To his disbelief, she tossed the jacket
back on the floor.  "You're the one prowling personals for hookers."

   "And like I said the other night, I'm..."

   "Hookers you want to be me." Cassie crossed her arms over her chest and
lifted her chin, challenging him with her stare.  "Are you ashamed your
daughter knows you want to fuck her?"

   Her words hit him like a punch and his anger faded as he realized Cassie
wasn't the only one caught doing something wrong.

   "Nothing to say?  You had plenty to say to daddy's little brat the other
night."

   "It's just a game Cassie." He replied.  "I didn't admit I had a
daughter."

   "But you do, and she's right here.  You picked my ad because I looked
like your little girl." She laughed.  "Couldn't look more like her
actually. You even asked my eye color."

   "If you've been doing this you know it's a role play.  Those guys don't
all have daughters and even the ones that do don't want their real
daughter. It's a game, a fetish."

   She rolled her eyes.  "Maybe you're right with some guys, but you're
lying, dad.  You want me."

   "I'm lying?  You've been lying for months!  And for Christ's sake, Cass,
you're a damn call girl!  You take money to let guys fuck you."

   "Remember you asked what that girl said to me?" Cassie remained in that
calm that always infuriated him when they disagreed.

   "Yeah, you said she told you I was a good fuck or something like that."

   "I lied about that too.  She said, 'Your father called me by your name
the entire time.He really wants to fuck you."

   "She was taunting you."

   "Then she told me if I didn't believe her to ask you where my pink dress
was." Cassie shook her head.  "I thought she was lying when I found it
hanging up, but then I sniffed it and it reeked of the same perfume you
did."

   As an attorney Darren made a living at always being able to remain on
point and to be able to respond to anything the opposing side came out
with, no matter how responding.  Yet now, for the first time he could
remember, he was speechless.

   "I shouldn't have doubted her.  I've browsed the competition on that
site.  I recognized her."

   "You what?" Just when he thought things couldn't get any worse, she was
still piling it on.

   "She's Daddy's Pretty Kitty so I knew she wasn't just an everyday
escort. That's why I don't show my face in the ads.  I wouldn't want anyone
at school or my dad's pervy friends recognizing me."

   "But the dress?  That was a surprise, but I still told myself you
wouldn't want me.  Now here we are."

   "You've let other men fuck you?"

   "Um, newsflash, dad." She rolled her eyes.  "That's what hookers do,
right?  Take money for sex?  I wouldn't think I'd have to tell you that."

   "You watch your mouth, Cassie." He hissed, his anger returning.  "I'm
your father and as bad as this looks, you will respect me."

   "Yes, sir." She pushed her lips into a pout and looked up at him through
her lashes.  "I'm sorry, sir.  Should your bad little girl get on her knees
and show her daddy how sorry she is?"

   Cassie sank to her knees, looking up at him demurely.  "Is this the game
you wanted daddy?  Bad Cassie is so sorry she'll do anything to make it all
better?"

   Her pink tongue slipped out and slowly traveled across her slut red
lips. "Want this bad girl to show you how good she can be for you?"

   Darren stared down at her, his heart pounding as he stared at her tongue
and those full red lips pressed into a little girl pout.  His eyes dropped
to her chest, focusing on how much of her breasts were visible in the top
at this angle.

   He noticed those breasts were rising and falling faster and was aware of
his own breathing quickening.  Cass's face, as well as the top of her
chest, was flushed and he was acutely aware of her erect nipples poking
through the dark blue material of the lingerie.

   Was she turned on?  Darren tried to focus as once again he had the
feeling he was missing something.  In his defense it was a lot to ask to
think clearly when you not only just found out your daughter was a hooker,
but was on her knees mocking him by offering him a blow job?

   Or was she mocking him?

   Darren's cock was telling him he hoped she wasn't, swelling once more
and directly in front of her face.  Cassie's eyes were on his, at least for
the moment and her hands were resting on her thighs, her blue tipped
fingers looking damn sexy on the black thigh highs.

   But if her eyes dropped to his crotch as they had earlier, she'd see his
reaction and he had to do the right thing here.  Not that anything was
right at the moment, but as he'd told clients he'd discovered were guilty,
it was never too late to try and do the right thing.

   "Darren stepped back from her.  "I'm done with your bullshit and
thinking this is a game.  Get up!"

   Cassie obeyed him, rising to her feet, but when she spoke, it was
obvious, that as usual, she wasn't taking him seriously.

   "Oh, okay.  So you don't want demure and sorry.  You want defiant and
bitchy so you can really lay into me." Cassie nodded.  "Should have known
you'd want to be hard on me." She winked.  "Instead of just being hard for
me."

   "Little girl, you need to stop this right now." He said softly, his
temples were now throbbing, but they weren't the only thing doing so.  Even
as he tried to get her to stop, his cock continued to respond to her.

   "Good line." She said approvingly.  "But you say it all the time and
never do anything about it.  At least not to me, guess you just take me out
on the other girls.  Even now, you have me here and all I'm getting is
words."

   "Of course that's all you're getting!  I'm not one of your goddamn
clients.  I'm your father."

   "You're not a client?" She cocked her head and tapped her chin.  "Let's
see.  You reached out to me, we talked dirty, you booked me, we're at a
hotel and there's money on the table."

   "Because I had no fucking idea it was you!" He yelled, then regretted it
when she shook her head.

   "Truth hurts doesn't it, dad?"

   Without waiting for a reply, she went on.

   "Where were we?  Oh, right me being a whore and the daddy thing.  It's a
great game and easy money.  The guys are older and just want their little
girl so they're never assholes.  Money's no problem.  Even with what I
charge I always get tips because I make them happy."

   "You..."

   "And a lot of them are married or professional guys like you so they
have reasons not to say anything.  They're just out for their fun and a lot
of them are really cool."

   "Really cool." He repeated numbly.  The idea of his daughter being
treated the way he was about to treat her had him feeling like the ultimate
double standard hypocrite.

   "What's the matter, daddy?  You don't like the idea of your daughter
sucking older guy's cocks and letting them fuck me while I call them my
daddy?"

   "That's enough." He said unnerved that again she seemed to know exactly
what he was thinking.  Precocious didn't even begin to describe her at this
point.  "I don't need details."

   "You wanted plenty from me Wednesday night."

   "For the last time I didn't know it was you."

   "But you wanted it to be and you can't even deny it." Cassie stepped
closer to him.  "Daddy, do you want to fuck me?"

   "What the hell kind of question is that?"

   "It's a yes or no question." The smirk was back.  "And one answer is a
blatant lie and we both know it.

   "Keep trying, Cass, but you're the one in trouble here.  I mean my god,
you hated working so much you'd sell your damn body?  Risk getting hurt,
getting arrested?  Getting a damn STD?"

   "You read the ad, I don't do bareback."

   "You could catch something giving head, miss know it all." Were they
really having this conversation?

   "In that case I could be in trouble." She sighed.  "I've sucked a lot of
dick the last few months."

   "Stop talking like that!" Again, despite his yelling, Cassie simply
smiled with that 'gotcha' look on her face she'd learned from her bitch
mother.

   "Speaking of talking, you were doing a lot of it when you didn't know it
was me.  You talked about giving it to your not just bratty, but bitchy and
slutty daughter.  That's how you see me?"

   "We're done here." He forced himself to keep his voice low.  "Put your
damn coat on and get your ass home.  We'll talk about this tomorrow."

   "You keep telling me to put my coat on." Cassie turned away from him and
sauntered over to the bed, her hips swinging, and her entire ass visible
through the lace shorts.  "How come, daddy?  Seeing me like this getting to
you?"

   "Only thing getting to me is your attitude which is too fucking casual
considering what I just found out about you."

   "What did you find out?" Cassie stopped in front of the bed and slid her
right foot out so her legs were spread open.  "That I really am the little
whore you want me to be?"

   She bent over the bed and shook her ass at him.  "Is this the pose you
jerked off to the other night?  Hope so because you have no idea how hard
it is to write on your own ass."

   Darren stared at her ass and caught his hand straying to his now fully
hard cock which was bent painfully in the tight jeans.

   "Or did you like this one better?" Cassie crawled onto the bed, pausing
to give him a look at her on her hands and knees, her amazing ass in the
air.  She then slid on her stomach, opening her legs and bending them at
the knees to reach back and grab her heels.

   "The last guy I was with really liked this one because he had me do it
while I blew him."

   "Don't say those things!" He meant to yell, but it came out in a choked
whisper as he struggled to deal with seeing her on the bed like that.

   "I held my heels the entire time while he held my hair and fucked my
mouth and shot a big load down my throat."

   Cassie rolled over onto her back and bending her legs waved them
playfully up and down.

   "You like the shoes?  Or you want me to take them off and so you can
feel my feet in the stockings?  Lot of the guys like to play with my feet.
Must be a middle aged guy thing."

   "The only thing I'd like is for you to get off the bed and stop acting
like a fucking little cock tease."

   "Daddy!" Cassie sat up on the bed and let her legs dangle off the edge
of it.  "What a nasty thing to say to your little girl."

   "You're not my little girl.  My little girl wouldn't..."

   "And I'm not a cock tease.  I put out all the time and make money doing
it." She laughed.  "See dad?  This is what they call perspective.  You were
upset when you thought I was just fooling around with guys my age.  That
doesn't seem bad now that you know I'm fucking for money now does it?"

   "You..." Darren took a deep breath trying to keep both his anger and his
lust in check as they both fought for control over him.  "You don't even
need the money." It was lame, but at least he was trying to steer the
conversation back to her being in the wrong.

   "I kind of do.  I like nice things and this is a lot more fun than
waitressing, and the tips are great!" She giggled.  "They're usually
followed by a long thick shaft."

   "I said stop!" Darren shouted at her and walked over to the bed.  "Get
your ass up, get dressed and go home!"

   "I'd be mad if I were you too." Cassie nodded.  "You know exactly what
guys do to me because you've done it."

   She looked up at him with the smirk and even with him standing in front
of her, his face red and his hands curled into fists so he wouldn't give
her the smack he swore she was begging for, she was still chatting away.

   "You had no issue treating another man's daughter like a fucking pig,
but bet it pisses you off to know other men have done it to me." She
lowered her voice to a sexy purr.  "And I love when they do."

   Unable to control himself, Darren grabbed her by her hair and yanked
upwards, forcing her to her feet.  Cassie released a yelp of pain, but when
she was standing smiled up at him.

   "Ohh, daddy, you do like it rough, don't you?" His hand was still in her
hair and she moved her head to the side, pulling it.  "You want me to fight
you, daddy?  Or just let you shove my head down on your dick?"

   "Enough!" He shoved her away from him and she fell back onto the bed. 
He wished he could say it was because he was angry at her words.  Truth was
he had to let her go because he was close to doing exactly what she had
suggested.

   "I swear to god, Cassie, you don't shut up I'll give you what you
deserve?"

   "What do I deserve?" She was lying back, propped up on her elbows.  "A
spanking?  A slap in the mouth?  Or maybe a good hard fucking?"

   "God, you're just like your mother, aren't you?  Just don't know when to
shut up."

   "I am just like mom.  It's part of why you want to fuck me so bad and be
rough about it.  You want to treat me like you wished you could treat mom.
Too bad you didn't have the balls to do it."

   "What did you just say?" He whispered, his anger rising once more.

   "You heard me.  You didn't have the balls to stand up to mom when she
did something you didn't like and you weren't man enough to fuck her the
way you wanted to and make her pay for her shit."

   "Cassie, just when I think you've crossed every line, you keep talking."
He was now so upset his throat was constricting, the words coming out in a
tight whisper.

   "Then that would make me like you.  You keep talking, but never doing.
Well, I guess you do sometimes, but its to random little girls you pay to
let you treat them that way.  You still don't have it in you to take the
woman who's the one pissing you off."

   "Take you?" Darren wanted nothing more than to take her, to make good on
his fantasies of shutting his snotty daughter up by shoving his dick in her
mouth.  "I'm your father."

   "So?  Doesn't mean you don't want me.  The fact we're here proves you
do."

   "We're not going to keep talking about that."

   "Then let's talk about how much you're slipping these days."

   "Excuse me?" He shook his head, trying to clear it and get himself to do
the right thing and that was if she wouldn't leave, then he needed to.

   "You missed the signs of me being a call girl, but I get that because
you wouldn't want to think it.  But now you're missing something else."

   "What would that be?"

   "Think about the things I said when we chatted online.  I said something
that should make this a lot easier than it is."

   "You talked like a working girl looking for her next John." He told her.
"Told me what I wanted to hear."

   "I told you something I didn't have to, but I bet it's something you'd
love to hear."

   "Stop playing games and just say it."

   "I asked if you wanted to fuck your daughter."

   "And I didn't answer."

   "Then you asked me if I really wanted my daddy."

   Darren's eyes narrowed as he replayed the conversation.  He remembered
asking to toss it back at her, but unlike him she'd responded and he could
see her words in front of him plain as day.

   "I'd fuck my daddy in a heartbeat.  Just like I bet you'd fuck your
little girl.  But we can't so here we are, right?"

   "No." He pointed down to her.  "You don't want to have sex with me.  You
said that as part of the game."

   "That's why I decided to play daddy's girl online." Cassie pushed
herself up into a sitting position.  "I'm just like you, daddy.  I'm
fucking other men and wanting them to be you."

   "Stop it.  You're trying to turn this around on me."

   "No, I'm telling you the truth."

   "Bullshit, you're trying to get me to bite on you wanting me so I'd
admit I want you and then shove it in my face."

   "The only thing I want to throw in your face is my pussy while you
finger fuck me and suck my clit."

   "Cassie, this conversation is over.  You want to stay here, fine, but
I'm leaving." He turned from her and walked away, wincing at the way his
still hard cock was bending in his jeans.

   "You going to go home and waste that hard on jerking off?"

   "I don't do that to you."

   "I do it to you.  I was doing it the other night when you watched me."

   He froze where he was.

   "I heard the door open, and when I rolled over noticed a little of the
hallway light coming in.  I figured why stop?  Maybe it would be like one
of those daddy daughter videos where daddy catches me being dirty and tells
me to ditch the toy and get the real thing."

   "I...I didn't mean to watch." He surprised himself with his words, why
hadn't he denied it?

   "I have fun with those guys, but all they really do is shove their dicks
in my mouth and twat.  Sometimes I come from them fucking me, but I always
go home and play with myself thinking I just got done fucking you."

   "You're lying and I'm tired of it."

   "Your fault, daddy." Cassie said softly.  "Your fault I love it so
much."

   "Don't blame me!" He spun around to face her again to see she was now
sitting up on the edge of the bed once more, but now with her legs open,
her fingers caressing her pussy through the only patch of material in the
shorts not transparent.

   "I started doing the daddy thing to try it, but the first time?  I kept
seeing you instead of the guy.  I'd had a few dreams of you really
punishing me before, but thought they were, I don't know some weird phase."

   "But calling that guy daddy got me so wet and so hot and the harder he
fucked me the more I loved it.  I kept wishing it was my real daddy's dick
I was sucking.  Its why I make them so happy, I fuck and suck like I really
want it because I do, just not from them."

   "Stop telling me what you do with those guys!"

   He remained where he was however, his eyes locked onto her fingers
stroking the black lace.

   "What's the matter, daddy?  You mad at me, or just jealous those guys
got your little girl's cunt and you haven't?"

   "Stop talking dirty."

   "But, daddy, its only sex, right?  That's what you told me when I made
fun of you for Lindsay." She sighed.  "Guess, its only sex only works for
you."

   "When I'm with them I call them daddy and I piss them off like I'm
pissing you off.  I tell them I don't have to listen to them and dare them
to make me behave."

   "Stop." His voice lowered as his cock twitched and his balls ached with
need.  Need for his daughter who had taken cock tease to an entirely new
level at the moment.

   "They grab my hair like you did and force me on my knees and they shove
their cock in my mouth and fuck it and tell me to shut up and choke on it.
They slap their dicks on my face and call me names and pull my hair and
make me suck their balls while they ask me who's in charge now."

   Cassie's voice was coming out in a sultry purr and he could hear a
tremble in it that matched the one in his legs as he watched her touch
herself and talk like a porn star.

   "They come in my mouth or sometimes they shoot it all over my face and
tell me it's what I deserve and I moan and tell them not to, but I'm so
fucking wet,.  Daddy!"

   Feeling as if he were moving in slow motion, Darren walked back towards
the bed, his tortured cock throbbing.  He told himself to walk the other
way and get out, but all he could think about was what she was saying and
how it both pissed him off and turned him on at the same time.

   "As soon as they come I'm right back to slurping on their dick, keeping
them hard so they can stick their cocks into my dripping hole.  I grab
their hands and shove their fingers on my clit to get me off while they
pound me."

   "I said shut the fuck up!" He shouted at her, striding up to the bed,
but she remained unfazed by his anger.

   "I let them fuck me on my back and put my feet on their chests or
sometimes in their faces, push my toes in their mouths.  I beg them to fuck
me harder or sometimes if they're really giving it to me good I whimper and
yell, daddy please!  It's too big, it hurts!  I'm sorry, daddy!  I'm so
sorry!"

   Darren grabbed her by her shoulders and once again hauled her to her
feet.  Cupping her chin he squeezed it hard, and forced her to look up at
him.

   "For the last time I said..."

   "Then I have them roll me over and take me doggy style." She forced the
words out as he held her chin.  "They spank me and they fuck me so hard my
pussy is sore and I walk funny."

   "Please stop." The words came out in a tone more frustrated than angry,
he could no longer stop himself from envisioning other men fucking his
daughter like...like the whore she really was.

   "Like that, daddy?  Like the idea of me on my knees getting fucked,
spanked and called names?  Know what else?  If they're really giving it to
me good I let them put a finger in my ass."

   "No." He blinked as the image in his mind shifted to it being him
fucking her.

   "Then why are your fingers trembling?"

   He released her chin, but she kept her head tilted upwards, looking him
in the eye.  He gasped when he felt her unsnap his jeans.

   "And I reach between my legs and play with my clit and cum with their
cocks inside me and their finger in my ass.  I scream oh daddy and think of
you!"

   "You don't," he whispered, but didn't resist her when she pulled his
zipper down and her fingers slipped into his jeans.

   She caressed his cock through his boxers and he was ashamed of the
pathetic whimper that emanated from him as she stroked him while her other
hand slipped under his shirt and ran her nails lightly across his stomach.

   "That's why I tease you and piss you off.  I want you to give it to me
so bad, daddy.  I used to think of you giving it to mom like that and it
turned me on." She paused, her eyes narrowed as if something dawned on her.

   "Maybe that's where it started.  Maybe I felt so bad the way mom treated
you that I wanted to give you the chance to take it out on me.  I told you
I'd take one for the team."

   "Cassie, stop." He put his hands over hers.

   "Daddy, you're hard and I'm so wet I soaked through my shorts.  There's
no other little girl or daddy here to get us like this so why don't you
just admit you want to fuck me?"

   "Because I don't!" With what felt like the last of his willpower he
pushed her hands from his crotch.  "I...I admit maybe I thought of you once
or twice, but I'd never..."

   "Never what?  Give me what I want?" Cassie sighed.  "Okay, daddy, you
want to say you don't want me, that's fine.  I'll get up and leave."

   "You will?" He found he wasn't as relieved as he should be.

   "Yes, but I'm not quitting this.  If you won't fuck me then I'll keep
finding guys to be my daddy."

   "You'll never do this again." He corrected her.  "If you do, I'll throw
you out."

   "Then I'll really need the money and have to suck as much dick as I
can."

   He closed his eyes.  "What the hell is the matter with you?  Why do you
keep pushing me?"

   "Because I'm your bitchy daughter who takes after your bitchy wife." She
leaned into him and he felt her nipples pressing into him even through
their clothing.

   "Guess nothing's changed for you, has it?" She asked, her eyes on his
and her expression so serious, he took the bait.

   "What's that mean?"

   "You're weren't man enough to put mom in her place and you're not man
enough to do it to me."

   "What did you say?" His voice trembled as he spoke and he felt as if he
were ready to explode.

   "I said you're not man enough to be in control.  You let mom, and now
me, run all over you.  All you were with mom was talk and with me?  You
have to settle for girls you pay to let you have them."

   "You..."

   "I mean Jesus, dad, Mom ended up with a guy my age because even he was
more of a man than you."

   "How fucking dare you!" Darren shouted, and grabbed her by the
shoulders, shaking her.  "Take it back!"

   "She was getting better dick from a kid than she was from you and I'm
getting dicked by every guy your age who has enough money to afford me."

   "Shut the fuck up, Cassie!" He bellowed, his open hand cocked back to
give her the slap he should have given her a long time ago, but she still
wouldn't back down.

   "Look at you, hard and with your daughter offering herself to you and
you're still scared.  Maybe I'm better off with other guys who can actually
take a woman.  Hey, its what you drove mom to do." She flashed the smirk.
"You know what they call guys like you, dad?  Cucks."

   He was squeezing her shoulders hard enough to make her wince, but the
smirk was still there.  "Maybe next time I have a John I'll invite you so
you can see what a real man's like."

   "I'll show you a real man, you little fucking slut!" Darren snarled and
spun her around so her back was to him.

   Cassie yelped in surprise when he showed her, causing her bend over the
bed.  She started to push herself up, but Darren wrapped his hand in her
long hair and pushing on the back of her head, held her down.

   "Stay there!" He snapped and grabbing the edge of her lace shorts yanked
them down over her ass.

   "You don't listen do you?  You wouldn't get dressed, wouldn't leave and
of course you never shut up!"

   He pushed her shorts down past her mid thighs so her ass was exposed and
lifting his hand high over his head delivered a slap to her left cheek. 
The sound was like a gunshot in the room and he'd slapped her so hard his
own palm stung at the impact.

   Cassie's squeal of pain sent a thrill through him and lifting his hand,
he struck her other cheek just as hard.

   "Ow!" Cassie cried out into the bed.  "That really hurts!"

   "Its supposed to you!" Darren stared down at her ass and the sight of a
red imprint of his hand on each of her perfect ass cheeks, sent him over
the edge.

   "This is what you wanted, isn't it?  To get what you deserve?" In rapid
succession he slapped each of her cheeks several times, short sharp smacks
that elicited a series of high pitched cries from Cassie that were music to
his lust crazed ears.

   "Think those assholes spank you?  You don't know what a real spanking
is, but I'm going to show you."

   Darren took a deep breath and went to town, delivering a series of much
harder smacks than the last few.  He lifted his hand higher to really put
something into it and was slapping her right cheek, then swinging
backhanded to catch the left.

   The room was full of the incredibly exciting sound of his hard palm
striking his daughter's soft ass and her cries and squeals of pain.

   "Daddy stop!" She called out.  "I'm sorry, daddy!  I...I'm sorry!"

   "Not yet you're not!  You pushed me for a long time, little girl.  Now
you're going to learn what sorry really is!"

   He kept spanking her, ignoring the stinging in his palm and her
protests. Cassie was wiggling her increasingly red ass and lifting her feet
one by one as if she were trying to run from him.  She tried to push up on
the bed, but stopped when he twisted his hand in her hair, making her cry
out.

   She stretched her arms out on the bed, gripping the edge of it, her
knuckles turning white as she squeezed it while yelping and whimpering in
pain.  Darren's right hand was stinging like a bitch and placing it in the
middle of Cassie's back, he gave her a few smacks with his fresh left hand.

   Cassie was moaning and making pathetic whining noises as he continued to
punish her and her ass not only featured his hand prints all over it, but
he'd slapped her so many times, the imprints of her fingers were turning
into welts.

   He stopped slapping her ass and began fondling it.  He slipped his hand
over her cheeks, noting how warm her red swollen skin was.  He also noticed
how soft and firm her ass was.  Cassie whimpered as he gave each cheek a
hard squeeze.

   "Please stop, daddy." She moaned.  "I'll be good, I promise."

   "You don't know how to be good." He lifted his hand from her back, but
she remained still on the bed, her head turned to the side and her eye
turned to watch him.  There were tears of pain on her cheek and that sight,
like that of her swollen beaten ass caused his cock to ache even more.

   Darren pushed his jeans and boxers down and his cock sprang free, pre
cum flying from the tip to land on Cassie's red ass.  Holding his cock he
slapped it hard on each of her cheeks and when she moaned and shook her
ass, he repeated it.

   He stared transfixed by the sight of his long thick cock lying along his
daughter's freshly spanked ass.  Darren released his cock and grabbing her
ass cheeks spread them open.  He stared at her rose bud then the pink slit
beneath it.

   He shoved his hand roughly between her legs and Cassie moaned as her
father's fingers pushed through her pink lips.

   "You're fucking wet,." he whispered.

   Not just wet, but sopping.  His daughter's pussy was all but dripping
and her words came back to him.  They were the only ones here.  She was wet
for him.  Wet for her father, and still wet after taking a spanking that
could easily be described as a beating.

   The idea that she hadn't been lying, or mocking him, that she really
wanted him, caused a wave of lust to flow through him.  With no hesitation,
he pushed his cock between her legs, through her smooth moist lips and
pushed the tip inside her.

   "Daddy, no!" Cassie cried out.  "Please don't!  I...I was only teasing,
Please don't...Oh, fuck!"

   Cassie squealed when Darren pulled his hips back and entered her so
hard, the mattress moved a few inches.

   "Oh, goddamn." Darren moaned as he felt his daughter's tight cunt
spreading around his long thick cock.  Her pussy was not only the wettest
he'd ever felt, but hot and so goddamn tight.

   And it was hers.  He was inside his daughter.  The thought should have
appalled him.  Instead it sent his hips into a frenzy.

   "Ow, ow, oh...God, daddy!" Cassie yelled as her father fucked her with
long hard strokes each one delivered with as much force behind it as he
could muster.

   "What's the matter, little girl?  You can't handle the fucking your
bratty ass and smart mouth has been begging for?"

   He squeezed her slender hips and fucked her even faster.  Cassie propped
herself up on her elbows and looked over her shoulder at him.  Her brown
eyes were still tearing from the spanking, but were wide and bright with
lust.

   Her lips were parted and she yipped each time her father buried himself
inside her.  She was pushing on the bed with her arms, rocking back and
forth, trying to match his rapid strokes.

   "Just stay still and take it!" He slapped her ass and she released a
high pitched yowl that caused him to slap the other side.

   "It hurts, daddy!" She whimpered.  "Your cock hurts too!  Its too big
for my tight little..."

   "Oh, please!" he laughed harshly.  "You've been spreading your legs for
any guy with a couple hundred bucks.  You're sloppy used cunt can handle
this."

   "Don't be mean to me, daddy!" She whimpered, egging him on.  "I'm only
bad because I want you!"

   Darren's eyes fell on the strap of her lingerie across her back and
grabbing it, tanked hard.  Cassie cried out when it snapped and pulling his
cock from inside her, he grabbed her by the shoulders and pulled her to her
feet.

   She fell back against him, but he quickly spun her around so she was
facing him.  Darren shoved her back onto the bed, her ass at the edge of
it, her long black clad legs, dangling off it.  He grabbed her shorts and
she obediently lifted her legs, so he could pull them off.  He tossed them
to the side and slapped his cock against her swollen pink clit, then rubbed
it up and down through her slit, teasing himself.

   Cassie's pussy was pink and completely smooth just the way he'd hoped it
would be.  Her pink flesh, framed between her tanned thighs and accentuated
by the tops of the black thigh highs looked so good that even in his
passion fueled state, he continued to tease his cock through her pussy,
while admiring the view.

   Cassie reached between them, trying to grab his cock, but he roughly
slapped her hand away.  "You don't even deserve to touch it." He hissed at
her.

   She tried to pull away, but he squeezed her wrist, causing her to yelp
in pain, but she thrust her hips, pushing him closer to the entrance of her
little pink slit.

   He forced her hand back over her head and grabbing her other hand,
placed it over the other.

   "No, daddy!" She cried out, her eyes wide and her lip trembling.  "No
more!  My ass hurts and your big cock is hurting me!  Please stop hurting
your little girl!"

   "You're not a little girl, you're nothing but a cheap fucking whore!" He
managed to capture both her thin wrists in his large hand and keeping them
pinned over her head, covered her mouth.

   "I'm tired of listening to you whine." He lowered his hips, positioning
his cock and sneering down at her, whispered.  "You're going to keep
getting what you deserve, you snotty little witch."

   He thrust his hips forward, slamming his cock into his daughter's
hairless pink twat and the squeal she released into his hand sent a shiver
through him.  Her eyes went even wider and this time he knew it wasn't for
show, but from having her father's long thick cock driven inside her.

   In his fantasies he would ease his cock inside her, spreading her tight
cunt and enjoying sinking every inch slowly into his daughter's forbidden
flesh.  But just as he had moments ago when he'd fucked her from behind he
didn't have the patience she'd enraged him to the point of no return and
after taking just a moment to once again admire how hot and wet she was, he
continued taking that anger out on her.

   He leaned his weight forward, pressing on her wrists and her mouth as he
angled his hips over her at the edge of the bed to be able to penetrate her
deeper.  He worked his hips as hard and fast as he could at that angle and
Cassie rewarded his efforts with a squeal each time he drove himself balls
deep into her.

   Darren stared down at her, looking her in the eye as he fucked her. 
Cassie's eyes were wide, but if she were in any discomfort from him fucking
her, it was hidden behind the pure lust he was sure she saw mirrored in his
own eyes.

   Cassie lifted her legs and wrapped them around his waist, drawing him
closer to her.  He was still fully dressed and regretted still having his
shirt on, otherwise he'd be able to feel the material of the stockings on
his skin.

   Cassie played it up even more, struggling to pull her arms from his grip
and whimpering in between his savage thrusts.  Her face was turning red
from his hand over her mouth and his palm was wet from her spit.

   Most of all her already tight cunt was contracting around his thrusting
shaft, causing him to moan each time she did it.  The fact she could do
that, and in perfect timing to his thrusts reminded him that his daughter
had a lot of experience fucking men, not boys, but men his age.

   That sent another surge of anger through him and releasing her mouth, he
grabbed the top in which had somehow remained in place and yanked it off.
Cassie cried out, this time in actual pain as the straps pulled across her
back as he pulled it off, exposing his daughter's breasts.

   Even in his excitement to keep fucking her, his eyes feasted on how
perfect they were.  Cassie's tits were amazing, a little bigger than he
imagined, perky, perfectly rounded and tipped with small nipples the same
shade of pink as her bald pussy.

   "Stop, daddy!" Cassie called out.  "You shouldn't be looking at your
daughter's tits and...Ow!"

   Her cry of surprised pain wasn't faked as he flicked his wrist dealing
her left breasts a sharp slap.

   "They're my tits and that's my cunt I'm fucking!" He growled.  "Your
snotty ass and everything else about you belongs to me!"

   He punctuated his words by slapping her other breast then went back and
forth, slapping both in turn.

   "Ow!  That hurts daddy!"

   Depending on how much Cassie really liked it, her words were either a
mistake or got her more of what she wanted.  Darren whipped his hand back
and forth, peppering his daughter's young succulent tits with sharp slaps
that soon had them as red as her ass.

   Each slap was followed not only by a yelp from her, but a soft moan from
him as she answered his question of whether or not she liked it by her
pussy contracting around him each time he hit her.

   Cassie slipped her legs from around him and putting her heels on his
thighs, pushed hard.  He grunted in pain as her heels dug into his legs,
but even that pain added to the thrill of ravaging his teenage daughter who
was lying beneath him squealing and wearing only her stockings and heels
while crying out for him to stop fucking her so hard.

   He released her hands and straightening, grabbed her ankles.  Lifting
her legs, he let the right one go while he pushed the heel from her left
foot, tossing it across the room.  He repeated the maneuver with the right
and holding her now stocking feet in his hands, her soles against his
palms, his fingers around her toes, he spread them wide.

   "Oh, fuck!" Cassie yelled as he now fucked her in this position, his
cock pushing at a downward angle into her and holding her legs as out as
far as his arms could reach.  She was basically in a split position and he
stared down watching his thick cock plunder his daughter's smooth pussy.

   Cassie cupped her right breast, her fingers teasing her nipple and her
other hand went between her legs, rubbing her swollen clit in hard circles.
Darren brought her legs closer together and resting a foot on each of his
shoulders, slipped his arms behind them and leaned over.

   "Oh, oh oh!" Cassie howled as he bent her legs so the feet resting on
his shoulders were over her head.

   Darren got one knee onto the bed to help steady himself as he pushed her
hand away from her clit, replacing it with his own.  Cassie groaned when he
pressed his thumb hard into her swollen pink button, then release a long
moan as he worked it in circles.

   "Yeah, you little slut?  You going to come for your daddy?"

   "No!" Cassie shook her head back and forth, her curly brown hair falling
across her face.  "I won't come for you!  I don't even want you inside me!
You're not supposed to be fucking me!"

   "You're good at this." He felt a smirk of his own touch his lips. 
"Guess you had a lot of practice being paid to be everyone's bitchy little
brat."

   "Daddy...oh,.  fuck daddy I'm sorry!" She released a pathetic whining
sound that has his balls tightened and caused him to fuck her harder. 
"I'll be good from now on!  Just please stop doing this!"

   Her words managed to excite him even more and Cassie squealed in pain
when he captured her left nipple between his thumbs and forefingers pinched
it hard.  He squeezed her tit in his hand, leaning his weight on her to
keep his balance.

   Cassie cupped her other breast in her hand and squeezed that nipple
between her fingers as he continued to twist the other back and forth.  Her
legs were shaking against him and she was wiggling beneath him, trying to
work her hips into his cock.

   "No!" She surprised him by yelling up at him.  "I don't want to come for
you!  I won't I..."

   Cassie gasped and her back arched, her pussy contracted tightly around
his cock and a moment later she threw her head back and released a long
loud wail as she came on his cock.  Her already tight slit convulsing
around his cock along with the excitement of fucking her and how worked up
he'd been took its inevitable toll and Darren groaned as his balls
tightened and his cock twitched within her.

   Beneath him Cassie was still moaning and writhing from the power of her
orgasm, but when he went from the long powerful strokes he'd been fucking
her with to short quick, and even more violent ones, her eyes, glazed over
with lust, found his.

   "No, daddy, don't come inside me!  I'm your daughter!"

   "Don't worry, its not going up that slutty cunt of yours."

   Darren leaned back and whipping his cock out, squeezed it at the base.
He grunted in discomfort as he choked off his impending eruption, and
climbing onto the bed, straddled Cassie, his knees pinning her arms by her
side.

   "No, daddy!  Don't!" She begged.  "Not in my face!  Oh, nooo!"

   "Shut up and fucking take it." He sneered at her, and releasing his
cock, sent a thick stream of cum directly into her open mouth.

   Cassie sputtered, pushing the cum out with her tongue and sending it
drooling down her chin.  Darren grabbed her hair, holding her head to the
bed as he jacked off in his daughter's face.  Cassie's squeals turned into
a convincing moan of disgust as she tried to turn her head to the side.

   "Daddy, please!" She whimpered as he sprayed her face with one of the
biggest loads he could remember.  He splattered it on both her cheeks, her
chin and got more into her mouth as she begged him to stop.

   "What's the matter?" He taunted her.  "I thought you loved it in your
face.  Or do you have to get paid extra to pretend you like it?"

   He squeezed his cock, wringing a few more drops that fell onto her
forehead and then proceeded to wipe his oozing tip across her lips, before
pushing it into her mouth.

   "Suck it clean." He whispered, his words turning into a moan as his
daughter's full soft lips closed around the tip of his cock and tongue
flicked across it in her mouth.

   He removed his cock and she yelped when he slapped it hard against her
lips.

   "How's that for taking you?"

   "Would have been better if you lasted more than a few minutes.  You
probably switched positions just to last longer." She smirked through the
cum on her lips.  "Little wound up there, old man?"

   He blinked in surprise.  The little bitch was still at it.  His surprise
quickly turned into another wave of excitement.  If she were going to keep
egging him on, he was going to keep asking her pay for it.

   "That's okay." He slipped off her and the bed, standing by the side of
it.  "Know why?"

   He stripped his shirt off and pushing his jeans and underwear down,
stepped out of them.

   "You do look good, daddy." Cassie told him, losing character as her eyes
roamed up and down his body.  "I bet Lindsay and the other girls loved
fucking you."

   The compliment thrilled him as did the fact seeing her father naked had
thrown her off her game for the first time tonight, but he wasn't going to
stop playing his part.  Especially since he wasn't playing.

   "You didn't answer me." He leaned over and grabbing her arm yanked her
into a sitting position.  "Know why it doesn't matter if I was quick?"

   "Because you always are?" She giggled, back into the brat mode again.

   "No, because I get as much as I can handle so instead of talking, use
that slut mouth to do what you're best at."

   Darren stepped back further and letting her arm go, grabbed her ankles.
He pulled her off the bed and she yelled in pain when her already sore ass
hit the floor.

   "That really hurt!  I..."

   "I said shut up and suck my fucking cock!" Darren stepped back up to the
bed, grabbed her hair in both hands and pushed his only slightly softened
cock into her mouth.  He shoved her head back against the bed and worked
his hips, slowly fucking her mouth.

   "Little fucking slut.  Look at you, your father's cum all over your
bratty face with your tits hanging out and your cunt oozing while you get
your mouth used."

   Cassie moaned around his cock and there was no doubt it was a sound of
pure pleasure.

   "Oh, you do like to be treated like a whore, don't you?"

   He pulled his cock out and holding her hair in his left hand, slapped it
across her face hard enough to make her yip.  Pushing his cock along her
cheek, he rubbed his cum back onto his cock and held it in front of her
face.

   "Lick it off."

   "Y...yes daddy." She whispered, her sticky lower lip trembling.

   She flicked her tongue out and he trembled in excitement as she ran it
along the underside of his sensitive head and after licking the cum from
the tip, slipped it back into her mouth.

   "How's your nasty little cunt taste off your father's dick?  You like
it?"

   "No!" She shook her head.  "It's nasty!  I..."

   "Too bad because you're going to taste it until you get me to shoot a
load in your mouth."

   He buried it in her mouth once more, this time shoving it so deep his
balls hit her chin.  Cassie gagged, but angled her head up, allowing him to
slide more easily down her throat.  To his surprise, she winked at him and
a moan escaped him when her tongue slipped out and caressed his balls.

   Jesus, she had him deep throated more easily than any woman he'd been
with never mind the young hookers.  Cassie opened her mouth wider and moved
her head as much as she could, making sloppy porn star quality sucking
sounds as drool flowed down her chin and onto his balls.

   "You want to lick my balls, do it right." He pulled his cock from her
mouth and after whipping it across her face, splattering her with pre cum
and her own spit, he lifted it and shoved his balls in her face.

   Cassie released another squeal of fake protest, but caused him to moan
once more when she opened wide and sucked both his balls into her amazing
mouth.  Her tongue swirled across them and grabbing his wet cock, she
slowly stroked him as she released her balls from her mouth, then proceeded
to bath them with her soft wet tongue.

   "You look good with daddy's balls in your face." He told her, then
reaching down, grabbed her tits and squeezed them hard.

   "Ow, daddy!" She moaned.  "I'm being good!  I'm...

   "Tell me you're a fucking whore." He pinched her nipples as she answered
causing her words to rise into a squeal.

   "I'm a whore!"

   "A cock teasing little brat that sells her cunt because she's too lazy
to work."

   "No, daddy!  I do it because I want to fuck my daddy and you never
would!" She looked up at him and he hesitated as she actually looked
sincere.  "This is all I wanted!  But you wouldn't do it and I needed you
so I played pretend and..."

   "Oh, shut up." He slapped her hand from his cock and once more inserted
it into her mouth.

   "You'll say anything to get out of trouble, won't you?"

   He grabbed her hands and pushing them behind her head held them there as
he worked his hips.  He moved them faster than before, fucking his
daughter's mouth with long strokes.  He was already fully hard again with
no issue and he had every intention of working Cassie's mouth until he blew
his second load of the night.

   Cassie moaned and gurgled around his cock, her eyes were already
beginning to water and her face was as red as a lobster as he picked up the
pace, now fucking her mouth as hard as he would if it were his pussy.

   His balls slapped against her chin and with his free hand, he gave her
tits short hard little slaps.  Cassie yelped around his cock and kicked her
feet behind him as he punished her perfect tits while having his way with
her mouth.

   "This what you let those other guys do?  Just use your holes?  Shoot cum
anywhere they want?  You let them face fuck you then you come home and tell
me you served drinks all night?"

   Cassie nodded as much as she could with his cock down her throat.

   "But its okay because it's just sex, right?  Just sex that you take
money for while you call them daddy and wish they were me?"

   "Hmm-mm!" She agreed.

   "Just sex my ass, its being a shameless little whore.  Now you're
daddy's whore, guess that doesn't make me any better does it?"

   He grabbed more of her hair with his other hand and stopped moving his
hips.  He switched to yanking her head back and forth, using her hair as
handles to control her.  Cassie had tears flowing down her cheeks and her
gagging was louder with a steady flow of slobber flowing down his shaft and
balls.

   But her eyes were partway closed and there was a look of twisted bliss
on her face as her father violated her mouth.

   "You happy now?  You made me fuck you?  Made your father shove his cock
in that slutty cunt?  Make me face fuck you like one of those trashy porn
stars pretending to be what you are?  A daughter being a filthy little girl
for her father?"

   "Hmm!" Cassie whimpered as he continued to fuck her, loving that as good
as her lips, tongue and of course her warm wet mouth felt, he wasn't close
to coming yet.

   He let her wrists go.  "Go ahead play with your tits.  Let daddy watch
you do it while I use your face."

   Cassie obediently cupped her tits and stroked her nipples with her
thumbs.

   "You have the nerve to pretend you didn't want to come, then went off
like a fucking porn star..  You really are daddy's little slut, aren't
you?"

   Cassie blinked her eyes in agreement and releasing her breasts, put her
arms around his waist.  She grabbed his ass, squeezing it hard and digging
her nails into his cheeks.  He moaned as she pulled him forward, shoving
him even deeper into her mouth.

   Her face was now a darker shade of red and she was sweating profusely.
The sweat mixed with tears and cum along with her running eye make up, had
her face looking like one of those brutally face fucked girls from the
videos and he felt the first twinges of his second orgasm.

   "That's it, work daddy's cock.  Earn your money, like a good little
hooker.  Show daddy the only thing you're good for."

   Cassie's opened wider and shook her head side to side.  He let her do
it, and gasped as the head of his cock was worked around her mouth.

   "You know all the tricks, don't you?" He teased her.  "Being a hooker's
made you a good little cock sucker hasn't it?"

   Cassie's hands came around to his thighs and she pushed against them,
then slapped his right leg hard.  She gurgled around his cock and pushed
again and Darren realized she wasn't playing.  He pulled his cock from her
mouth and it was accompanied by a thick sticky drool from Cassie's mouth
that splattered down onto her tits.

   Cassie sat there breathing hard, while staring up at him with her
watering eyes.  Her breasts, now covered with spit were heaving and his
dripping cock was twitching inches from her face which still had some of
his cum on it.

   "You look ridden hard and put away wet, little girl." He smiled down at
her.  "And I'm not even close to being done with you."

   He pointed to the left and she turned her head in that direction.

   "See that money on the table?  That money buys me all I can handle and
you told me you'll just keep sucking and fucking until I have nothing
left." He cupped her chin in one hand while grabbing his cock in the other.

   "Now you had your breather.  Get back to work."

   "Yes, sir." She whispered and closing her eyes opened wide for him.

   "Say that again." He spoke softly.

   "Yes sir.  I'll do whatever you want, daddy."

   "Wow, is that what I have to do to get respect?  Fuck you?"

   "No." She stunned him with a smirk.  "You just have to pay me.  I call
all the Johns sir."

   "Then get back to earning your money!" Darren grabbed her by her
shoulders and effortlessly lifting her to her feet threw her onto the bed.

   Cassie landed hard enough to bounce, then lay there on her back watching
him as he quickly made his way around the bed, his cock bobbing in
anticipation of being back in his daughter's mouth.

   He came around to where her head was and grabbing her right shoulder
rolled her over onto her stomach.

   "Assume the position." He told her as he whipped his cock across her
face.

   "Yes, sir." She winked at him and bending her legs, reached back and
grabbed her ankles.

   She opened her mouth and Darren couldn't shove his cock in there fast
enough.  Cassie gurgled in protest, but her tongue swirled around his cock
and her red lips wrapped tightly around his shaft as he resumed punishing
her mouth.

   Darren couldn't stifle a moan as he looked at the sight before him. 
Cassie's ass was still red and swollen and he loved the look of her just
wearing the stockings.  The way she held her ankles as he fucked her face,
was what he'd thought about since he saw the picture of her online before
he knew it was her.

   Darren reached down and ran his fingers through her long soft hair and
then across her back.  For the first time he wasn't rough as admired how
smooth the skin of her back was.  His hands made their way down over her
ass and she whimpered as he gave her swollen cheeks a squeeze.

   The whimper turned into a moan around his cock when he dipped his right
hand between her thighs and rubbed her once again swollen clit.  She moaned
louder when he pushed a finger inside her, then another.

   Cassie was now bobbing her head in time with his thrusts, taking him
deeper and without complaint.  She yelped when Darren added a third finger,
spreading her tight twat around his thick fingers.

   He pumped them in and out while he fondled her ass and stared at the
soles of her stocking feet.  His balls were tightening and his thrusts
becoming shorter and quicker as his daughter's talented mouth continued to
take his relentless using of her mouth.

   He pushed his fingers deeper, already imagining having his cock back
inside her.  He started thinking about pulling out of her mouth and fucking
her again, but his cock was jerking in her mouth and he'd be lucky to last
more than a minute.

   Not to mention he'd fantasized for months about shooting a load down his
bitchy daughter's throat and at this point he was moments away from that
becoming a reality.

   "That's it, work for that cum." He told her.  "Use that mouth for what
its good for, draining your father's balls."

   Cassie moaned and looking up at him with wide eyes added a whimper, but
bobbed her head faster.  Darren groaned and removing his hand from between
her legs, grabbed face in his hands and holding her still, fucked her mouth
with short brutal thrusts.

   Cassie made a loud gagging sound, but kept her hands on her ankles and
remained staring up at him, her eyes once again tearing.

   "Oh, fuck!" Darren moaned.  "Just like that, stay still and let daddy
use that mouth!" he shifted his gaze to his cock plundering her lips and
noticed there were smears of red lipstick on his shaft.

   That hot visual was the last straw and with a loud gasp, he shoved his
cock deep enough into her mouth to press his balls to her chin and
exploded. Cassie emitted a sound that was part squealing, part gagging, and
her eyes went wide as her father released a long stream of hot cum down her
throat.

   He eased his cock back and still holding her face, continued to pump her
mouth, but not as deeply, so his cum would flood her mouth before going
down her throat.  Cassie gurgled and moaned as she kept sucking, trying to
swallow as he fucked her face.

   She gagged and cum drooled from each side of her mouth and onto the bed.
Darren grabbed the base of his cock and pumped it, helping the last of his
cum squirt into his daughter's already flooded mouth.

   He pulled his cock out from between her lips quickly, causing more cum
to flow out of it and onto the sheet.

   "For a professional you spilled quite a bit."

   "Sorry, daddy." Cassie whispered in between her ragged breaths.

   "Know what they do with puppies who make a mess, don't you?"

   Without another word, he shoved her face into the cum puddle on the bed
and as she kicked her feet and squealed he smeared her face roughly back
and forth into it.

   "Oh, sorry, am I treating you like a little cumslut?  Guess that's
because you are."

   He gave her head one more shove, then rolled her over onto her back. 
She stared up at him, her already messy face smeared with more of her
father's cum.  Darren walked around the bed, his finally deflating cock
dripping onto his thighs as he watched Cassie lie there, breathing hard and
staring up at the ceiling.

   "Might take me a little while to get it up again.  You know us old
guys." He stopped at the other side of the bed, and grabbing her ankles,
yanked her towards him so her legs were once again off the side of the bed.

   "I think it's time I had a taste of what every other guy online has been
sampling."

   Darren sank to his knees, and draping Cassie's legs over his shoulders,
placed his hands on her soft thighs above the stockings and admired her
smooth pink pussy.

   "Then again most Johns aren't going to want to eat a pussy every guy out
there's had his dick in, so maybe getting eaten might actually be a thrill
for you."

   He was disparaging her to keep up the act, but his mouth was already
watering as he leaned in and blew lightly on Cassie's swollen clit.

   "Daddy, no!" She moaned, staring down at him, her face dripping sweat,
cum and make up.

   "I..." She stopped in midsentence, causing him to hesitate.

   "I what?" He prompted, his mouth inches from his daughter's glistening
snatch.

   "I want you to eat my pussy!" Cassie blurted out.  "Suck your little
brat's clit and make me cum in your face!"

   Darren froze where he was.  Not just the words, but the way she'd said
them didn't just excite him in the sense of committing the act, but the
fact was she obviously wanted it.  No games, no character, no mocking him.

   His daughter wanted him to go down on her.

   "Please?" She implored him.  "I've done everything you wanted and I'll
do anything you want, please suck my pussy, daddy!"

   She gave him the pout which under normal circumstances he'd always been
a sucker for, but doing it with some of his sticky cum still on her
trembling lower lip?

   "How can I say no to my little girl?" He whispered.

   Sliding his hands further up her thighs, she spread her lips and gave
her clit a soft kiss, followed by a quick flick of his tongue.  Cassie
moaned and her hips jerked, pushing her slick flesh into his face.

   Darren took a deep breath, taking in the scent of his daughter's pussy,
and this time when he licked her clit, he did so in a slow teasing circle.
Darren worked his tongue down through the moist folds of her lips, swirling
his tongue side by side and causing Cassie to sigh softly in pleasure.

   She gasped when he pushed his tongue inside her and swirled it around,
getting a good taste of her sticky juices.  Cassie moved her feet, sliding
them up and down his back as her father probed her cunt with his eager
tongue.

   The feeling of the stockings on his back was an added thrill as he moved
his head back and forth, keeping his tongue rigid, fucking her with it.

   "You look so good, down there." Cassie purred.  "God, this is so fucking
hot!"

   She'd lost the brat routine and Darren found he didn't mind at all. 
He'd already treated her roughly and enjoyed every minute of it.  Now he
found he liked her willingness just as much, if not more.

   Darren removed his tongue from her hot little hole and took it on
another slow journey through her wet flesh, reveling in her soft sighs and
little coos of delight as he explored her pussy.  Cassie emitted a much
louder noise when he slipped two of his fingers into her while reaching her
clit and giving it a quick hard suck.

   "Fuck!" Cassie exclaimed when her reaction made him give her several
sucks in rapid succession.

   Darren switched to using his tongue, tracing her clit in fast circles as
his fingers slowly pumped her wetter than ever pussy.  Cassie moaned in
appreciation and sliding her feet up, rested them on his shoulders.

   Her hips were now moving in a circular motion, working her clit around
on the tip of his tongue.  Cassie released a contented sigh and turning his
eyes upwards, he saw she'd cupped her tits and was stroking her nipples.

   Her eyes were closed and her lips parted as she moaned softly while her
father bathed her clit with his tongue.  Her face was still a sticky sweaty
mess, but now featured a look of satisfied bliss that to his surprise
caused his tired cock to twitch between his legs.

   "Hmm, you're licking your little girl's pussy so good, daddy." She
purred.  "I like it when you're good to me."

   His cock twitched again and he moved both his tongue and fingers faster
as she went on in that sultry tone that seemed far to mature for a girl her
age.

   "I know you wanted to do this to me because you asked for it when we
talked online.  I played with myself after we talked and I got off to
thinking about having someone go down on me and make me cum!  Then I
started thinking of you doing it and I came so hard!"

   She stopped talking and went back to making those sexy little sighs as
he switched between licking and sucking her clit.  Her hips were moving
faster and her toes were now curling into his shoulders.

   Her blue tipped fingers were squeezing and tugging on her pink nipples
and when he added a third finger inside her, stretching her further open,
her pussy contracted around them and her hips shoved forward, pushing him
deeper.

   "Hmm, you're really stuffing my little pussy!  Can't wait to have your
big cock inside me again."

   His 'big cock' was currently twitching, but not doing much more and even
as he licked and sucked her clit he wondered if he could do it again this
quickly.  He was going to find out soon as Cassie's feet were pushing hard
into his shoulders and her back was arching off the bed.

   Her thigh was trembling beneath his hand and her breathing was becoming
heavier, her breasts rising and falling faster as she tugged on her pink
nipples.

   "Right there, daddy!  Oh, fuck right there!" She lifted her ass off the
bed and whispered.  "Put a finger in my ass."

   At this point, Darren figured he was past being surprised, but that
caused his eyes to widen.  But it didn't shock him enough that he didn't
act on her words.  Using his other hand, he pushed his finger against her
asshole, hesitating for only a second before he jammed into her.

   Cassie squealed, then released a sound that could only be described as a
howl.  Her pussy contracted around his fingers and her already incredibly
tight asshole squeezed his other finger.  Her hips bucked wildly and her
thighs closed, pinching his face between them.

   Cassie wailed again and so loud it dawned on him that there could be
people on the rooms on either side of them.  He had the sudden image of the
manager knocking on the door and asking what the hell was going on.

   'Oh, nothing, I just made my daughter the call girl come really hard by
shoving a finger in her ass.' The absurd answer sounded in his mind.  That
was followed by the strangely hot idea of the manager seeing Cassie
sprawled out on the bed behind him and correctly assuming she was a hooker,
but having no idea she was his daughter.

   His attention returned to his daughter who was thrashing on the bed and
smearing her quivering pussy into his face as she came like louder and
harder than any woman he'd ever been with, even back in college.

   The comparison to her mother seemed to stop in the bedroom, as Donna
never came this hard or was anywhere near as wild as Cassie.  Another
crazed thought entered his mind.  Cassie was Donna 2.0, all the attitude in
the street, but a far bigger freak in the sheets.

   God, was he sex drunk?  He wondered even as his fingers and tongue kept
moving, keeping his wildcat daughter coming as long and hard as possible.
Cassie's pussy clamped down on his fingers and her ass did the same, as she
released a loud gasp.

   Her back arched further off the bed and her thighs tightened around his
face pressing him tighter to her sticky pink flesh.

   "Oh, oh..." She whimpered then released a loud cry as her hips bucked
and Darren's face was splattered with sticky fluid.

   Holy shit!" he flinched back, forcing his head from between her legs and
was caught by another gush of warm juices that sprayed out around his
fingers.  This stream caught him in the mouth and upper chest and he sat
there stunned, his face dripping.

   His daughter was a goddamn squirter.

   "Oh, my god!" Cassie's feet fell from his shoulders and releasing her
tits, her arms fell limply to her sides.  "Oh, wow...the room's fucking
spinning."

   Darren eased his fingers from inside her, releasing another flow of
fluid from her oozing slit.  He watched his fingers drip onto the floor,
then back up at Cassie who was lying there, her eyes half shut and a dazed
look on her face as she seemed to stare upwards without seeing anything.

   "I came so hard." Cassie released a tired laugh.  "The real thing is so
much better isn't it, daddy?"

   "Yeah." He slowly rose to his feet and lifting her head to look at him,
she gave him a sexy smile through her still sticky lips.

   "You're going to fuck me again, right?"

   "I..."

   "Oh, come on, daddy!  You know you want to!"

   Cassie lifted her legs and he moaned when she wrapped her stocking feet
around his flaccid cock.  She worked her feet back and forth, stroking him.

   "You like my feet, daddy?  Maybe sometime I'll give you a foot job?  You
can come all over them."

   Sometime?  His mind raced at the word.  He hadn't planned this and
certainly hadn't thought beyond now.  Was this the beginning of something?
The idea of having his daughter anytime he wanted her caused his tired cock
to begin to swell, but not enough to obtain an erection.

   Cassie lowered her left foot, sliding it under his balls and wiggling
her toes while sliding her other foot on his cock.

   "Don't you want to fuck me, daddy?"

   "I think I'm a little tired."

   "Seriously?" Cassie dropped her feet and sat up.  "That's it?"

   "I came twice!" He said defensively.

   "Jeez, dad.  I buy three packs for the Johns and I've never not used the
whole pack." She rolled her eyes.  "I finally get you, and this is all you
got?"

   "Hey, watch..."

   "Back to why mom found a younger guy.  Guess she got tired of going to
bed horny."

   "What I get you off and now you're back to being a bitch?  His anger was
returning as she laughed at him.  "Good thing you did it with your tongue,
because you can't even get it up again."

   "Guess that's it then." Cassie slid off the bed and squatting down
picked up her shorts.

   "What are you doing?"

   "Getting dressed.  Well you ripped the top so guess I'm going home
topless under my coat.

   She walked past him to the nightstand and picked up the money.  "This
was easy money.  One fuck and a blow job and you're done." She gave him a
mocking smile.  "Tell you what," she dropped a hundred back onto the night
stand.  "Take this back, maybe you can buy some Viagra."

   "Your mouth's my Viagra, you snotty little cunt."

   Once again enraged by her bullshit, Darren caught her by her hair and
yanked her backwards.  She yelped in pain, then in surprise when the backs
of her legs, hit the bed and she fell back onto it.

   Moving quickly, Darren climbed up onto the bed, and sliding over her,
pinned her arms with his knees as he had before.  This time however, he out
his hands on the bed to brace himself and lowering his hips, dropped his
now semi hard cock into her mouth.

   Cassie squealed and squirmed beneath him as he fucked her mouth, driving
his cock down into it as if he were doing a push up on her face.  She
moaned and yelped as he pounded her face and a smile spread across his face
as he felt himself stiffening in her mouth.

   "I don't have to get it up, you bitch.  You told me you'd keep sucking
it hard for me so do your fucking job!  The only damn job you're willing to
do, you spoiled little witch!"

   Cassie gagged and moaned beneath him and to his delight he was now fully
hard and having to lift his hips higher to slip it from her mouth before
shoving it back in.

   "Better take back that hundred, slut, because you're about to earn it."

   He swung himself off of her, and pushed her over onto her stomach. 
Getting behind her, he reached under her and lifted her ass into the air.
Cassie obediently drew her legs up beneath her so she was kneeling and
lowering her head to the bed yelped when he entered her in one long hard
thrust.

   Darren immediately tore into her.  Not just because she'd pissed him off
again, but because he wasn't sure how long his once again fully hard cock
would last.  Even as he drove repeatedly into her, his balls were aching
and this time not from need, but because he'd blown two big loads in what
was hard to believe had been less than an hour.

   "Oh, shit!" Cassie yelled into the bed as he fucked her even harder than
he had the first time.  "Easy, daddy!  I..."

   "Oh, stop it with that!" he slapped her ass, creating a redder hand
print over the ones still visible from earlier.  "You take it from all
those Johns, you can take it from me."

   He slapped the other side of her ass and liking the result of another
yelp, decided to dole out a few more all the while hammering away at her.

   "Okay, fine, I'll stop acting because you're not fucking me as hard as
they did."

   Somewhere in the back of his mind, Darren knew she was just playing him,
but he let her get to him.  He stopped spanking her and reaching out,
grabbed her arms and pulled them behind her back.

   She cried out in pain as he caught her wrists and held her hands along
his sides.  Cassie was pulled up off the bed and he held her there,
pounding away on her sopping slit as he pulled harder on her arms.

   "That hurts!  It really hurts!" She squealed.

   "Ask for it, you're going to get it!" He snarled, leaning back on his
knees and pulling her higher so she was now up on hers and he was driving
up inside her.

   Darren let her right arm go and wrapping her neck, pinned her back
against his chest.  "How's that feel?" He hissed in her ear.  "Going to
tell me this isn't hard enough?"

   "Only because you're paying me." She turned her head and smirked in his
face.  "Let's face it, dad.  You can't give me anything I haven't taken
before." She winked.  "No wonder mom's little boy toy looked like a stud.
She was just happy to really get fucked."

   Darren had thought he'd lost it on her earlier, but at yet another
mention of his ex wife and how she'd cheated on him, Darren went over the
edge.

   "I'll give you something you haven't had before."

   He shoved her back onto her hands and knees and as he resumed fucking
her spread her cheeks and jammed his finger hard into her ass.  Cassie
yipped, but then moaned as he worked his finger roughly in and out of her
ass.

   He could feel his cock sliding along his finger through the thin skin
between her ass and pussy and he swore his cock grew harder from the
incredible sensation, as well as the taboo of it.  But he hadn't crossed
the final line yet and wouldn't unless she pushed him.

   He only had to wait a few more seconds for that to happen.

   "That's it?" She looked over her shoulder and laughed at him.  "I told
you I let guys do that before.  I even cum for them sometimes."

   "You ever let them do this?" He whipped his cock from her pussy and
removing his finger from her ass, pressed the swollen head of his cock to
her tiny pink hole.

   "No!" Cassie's eyes widened and for the first time her fear looked real.
"Daddy don't!  I've never done that I..."

   "Then at least daddy gets to be the first one to have your bratty little
ass." With that he thrust forward, plunging his cock halfway into her ass.
He winced in discomfort as her ass was so tight it hurt to force himself
inside it.

   His gasp was lost beneath the long loud howl Cassie released when her
ass was forced to take her father's thick cock.

   "No!  Stop it!  Daddy, it hurts!  It really hurts!"

   "Should have thought of that!" he shoved his cock the rest of the way in
and hard enough for his balls to slap against her pussy.

   Cassie let loose with such a loud squeal that he became aware of where
they were.  Grabbing the back of her head, he pushed it down so she was
squealing into the pillow and proceeded to fuck her ass with long hard
strokes.

   Darren moaned at how damn tight her ass was and it was a thrill to know
there was no way she'd had this before.  Cassie was pounding on the bed,
her palms slapping the sheets and her squeals so loud, that even muffled by
the pillow he wondered if anyone would hear her.

   "You brought this on yourself!" He hissed at her.  "Always yapping,
always smirking!  Always being a little bitch and thinking you're the one
in control."

   He slapped each side of her ass.

   "Tell me, brat, who's in control now, huh?  Is this what it takes to get
you to fucking behave?  Fucking every one of your slutty holes and making
you squeal like the damn pig you are?"

   Cassie's only reply was more yelping and whining as he continued to
roughly take her virgin ass.  She stopped hitting the bed and grabbing the
edge of it squeezed it as she had before.  Her cries were no longer as
loud, but were now softer whimpers.

   "You starting to like it?" Darren demanded.  "Bet you are, you little
skank.  Let's see how much you do."

   Leaning forward he reached around beneath her stomach and finding her
clit with his fingers rubbed it hard and fast.  Cassie's body jerked
beneath him and she cried out.  "No!  No!  I won't!  You're hurting me!  I
won't come for you, I won't!"

   "Yes you will because you're daddy's little fucking whore and you love
it."

   He slowed his thrusting, but moved his fingers faster.  Cassie's muffled
cries were getting higher in pitch and her felt her legs shaking against
him as he worked her clit while plundering her ass.  He looked down to
watch his cock penetrate her tiny hole.

   The sight made him fuck her harder and as her yelps grew louder, he
swore they were in a different pitch.  Cassie was actually rocking back
into him and her thighs were quivering around his hand.

   "You whore!" He laughed even as his aching balls tightened and he felt
himself getting ready to come yet again.  "You are going to come with your
daddy's dick in your ass.

   "No, you...you're making me!  I don't want to...I...Oh my fucking god!"

   Cassie shrieked into the pillow and her ass convulsed around his cock,
squeezing him even tighter.  Darren lasted a few more pumps and as his
daughter came on his cock while he ravaged her ass, he lost control and
released his load directly into her quivering asshole.

   Cassie's squeal went up into a pitch so high he was amazed the mirror in
the room didn't shatter.  Her legs clamped around his hand as she came
howling like an animal with her father buried balls deep in her ass.

   Not just in her ass, but flooding it with what was left in his tired
balls.  Her ass contracted around him as she came, milking every drop from
him and he moaned as much in discomfort as pleasure and relief as she'd
become so tight it hurt.

   When he had nothing left, he managed a few more slow pumps while he
moved his fingers on her clit, helping her to finish her third orgasm. 
When she released a whimper and slid forward, onto her stomach, he let her
go, watching his cock slide from her ass.

   Darren was so spent he fell onto his side on the bed.  Facing Cassie who
had her head turned the other way.  He lay there breathing hard, waiting
for his heart to stop pounding.  His cock immediately went soft and at this
point he doubted even Cassie could suck him hard again.

   Over the sound of his ragged breathing he became aware of a soft
whimpering coming from Cassie.

   "Cass, you okay?" He put his hand on her sweaty back.

   "You...you hurt me, you really did.  You fucked my ass, daddy.  Oh, its
hurts so bad!"

   Oh Jesus, he thought her soft whimpers bringing him crashing down to
reality.  He'd forced himself into her ass.  Everything else she'd
welcomed, even pushed him into, but she'd told him not to do that and he
had.  Even though her pain was obvious he'd kept going.

   "Cassie, I'm sorry." He rubbed her back as he spoke unsure of what else
he could do.  "I...I lost control.  I mean you just kept pushing
and...Cass?"

   She'd put her hands over her head, her face buried in the pillow.  Her
shoulders were shaking and the bed was as well.  Oh, God she was sobbing!

   "Cassie!" He sat up and put his hands on her shoulders.  "Honey, I'm so
sorry!  I...what can I do?  I'll do anything!  Just..." Just what?  Don't
tell anyone your father sodomized you?

   Her shoulders continued to shake and removing his hands from her, he sat
there without a clue what to do.  His formerly funny thought of the manager
knocking now became a nightmarish vision of someone barging in saying
someone sounded like they were being raped.  And they'd be right.

   "Cassie," He whispered.  "I'm sorry.  I really am.  I love you Cass and
I never wanted to hurt you, but..."

   He stopped when she rolled over onto his side to look at him, a big
smile on her messy face.  "Ha!  Got you, daddy!"

   "What?  I..." He stared at her as she laughed at him, not sure whether
he should be relieved or mad at her.

   Considering what had happened when she pissed him off a few minutes ago
he decided to go with relief.  "So you're not really hurt?  You were okay
with me doing that?

   "That?" She laughed again.  "You fucked my ass." She whistled.  "I'm
taking that last hundred back!  I earned it!"

   "I really thought I'd hurt you, Cass." He put his hand gently on her
cheek.  "Seriously I..." he closed his eyes as the enormity of what they'd
just done struck him.  He'd fucked his daughter.  Not just fucked her but
treated her like...a hooker, no, even worse than that.

   "God, Cassie, what did we just do?"

   "We had awesome sex!" She exclaimed, putting her hand over his.  "Daddy,
that was so fucking amazing!  I came so hard, it was everything I wanted!"

   "You...really?"

   "It wasn't fun for you?" The smile left her face.  "I didn't give you
what you wanted?"

   "No, I mean yes.  I mean...Cassie I fucked you."

   "I know!  Twice and once in the ass." She winced.  "I wasn't kidding
that did hurt, but...God, you just taking me like that?  Fucking my ass and
making me cum?  I'd gotten off to that, but never thought even if I got you
that you'd do that to me."

   "So you're fine with this?"

   "Dad, I told you online I wanted my daddy.  I told you tonight I wanted
you.  If I didn't I would have left right away."

   "You...did you know it was me?"

   "No." She shook her head.  "I swear I didn't.  Not until you said
something in the hall.  I wasn't sure what to do, I thought about running
away so you couldn't see me, but then those people showed up and I...I
guess I figured if I ever had a chance this was it."

   He nodded, still trying to process what happened, and turning her head
she kissed his hand.

   "Aren't you happy, daddy?  You wanted me and you found out I wanted you
and we got exactly what we wanted."

   "I guess."

   "Thanks." Cassie sighed and rolling over, sat up on the edge of the bed.
"Sorry I disappointed you.  Not only am I a hooker, but guess I'm a bad one
because I couldn't make you happy."

   "Its not that, Cass.  It was...it was better than anything I could have
imagined.  But...I'm still your father."

   "I'm your daughter so what's the point?"

   "Point is I'm the parent and it was up to me to stop this because its
wrong."

   "Who says?" Cassie leaned over to pick up her shorts and used them to
finally wipe at the sticky mess on her face.  "You wanted me, I wanted you,
what's wrong with that?"

   "Well..."

   "I'm an adult, dad." She looked up at him, the cum gone from her face,
but her makeup still on her cheeks.  "Not a little kid.  I knew what I
wanted and I came after it."

   "True I guess maybe its just..."

   "Everyone says it wrong." She nodded.  "But how many people condemn
something and then you find out they're doing it themselves?  Incest is
wrong, but you've seen how many movies and stories there are.  Who's
reading, who's watching?  It's a dirty little secret, people say yuck in
person then go home and go ohhh and get off on it.

   "Plus I bet you'll feel better in general now.  You got all that pent up
frustration and bitterness you carried for mom out of your system," she
laughed.  "Told you I'd tale one for the team!"

   "Cass?"

   "Daddy?"

   "You sure you're eighteen?"

   "Yup." She gave him a smile.

   "Sure you don't want to be a lawyer?  I swear you could talk an Eskimo
into thinking he needed ice."

   "And if I couldn't talk him into it, I'd just fuck him."

   "You know, about that.  Your little night job..."

   "That's up to you." She spoke as she stood up and touching her red ass,
winced again.  "Wow, I'm going to be sore for days.

   "What do you mean that it's up to me?"

   "If now that we've crossed the line you're going to keep wanting me then
I'm retired.  If you want to get all moral and say this was a mistake? 
Then I'll keep looking for daddies because after this I'm going to want it
more than ever"

   "So you're telling me that..."

   "You heard me, dad, this isn't court so stop trying to stall and switch
things around." She walked away from the bed.

   "Where are you going?"

   "To shower, then to sleep because I don't know about you, but I'm pretty
damned tired and," She gave him a sly smile.  "Very satisfied."

   "You're going to stay here tonight?"

   "Sure!" She cocked her head.  "You don't want to sleep with me?  I mean
really sleep with me?"

   "You want to spend the night in bed with me?" He was surprised at the
idea.

   "Depends."

   "On?" The smile turned into a smirk.

   "I charge another two hundred to spend the night.  Three if you want the
girlfriend experience."

   As Darren shook his head, wondering if she were kidding or not, Cassie
laughed and entering the bathroom closed the door behind her.

   Chapter Eight

   Darren opened his eyes and lifted his head from the pillow.  For a
moment he had no idea where he was, then he heard soft voiced outside the
door and heard a door close and a latch click.  He lowered his head back to
the pillow, but his eyes remained open.

   He was exhausted, both physically from the sexual Olympics he'd gone
though with his daughter, and mentally and emotionally tired from the
aftermath of the same.  He'd sat on the bed while Cassie showered, his mind
spinning about what had happened and what it meant moving forward.

   Cassie had come strolling out of the bathroom completely naked, her long
hair tied into a loose pony tail, as if it were nothing to be naked in
front of her father.  Darren, feeling self conscious had slipped his jeans
back on, but seeing her naked made him realize how okay she was with this.

   The sight of her amazing supple young body stretching out on the bed
next to him as if she really were a lover, and not a daughter had him
imagining what life could be like if he was as accepting of it as she was.

   She'd leaned over and given a peck on the cheek and a "sweet dreams,
daddy' and pulling the sheet up over her, rolled onto her side and within a
minute her breathing became slow and deep.  Darren had shut the lights off
and gone and taken a long hot shower before coming back to the bed.

   He'd had a towel around his waist and wondered whether or not he should
put something on.  In the dim light coming from the small nightlight near
the bathroom door, he saw one of Cassie's long legs had slipped out from
under the sheet.

   Darren had stared at her long leg, following it to the just visible
curve of her ass, driving home the fact she was naked.  Screw it, he
thought at this point could he get any more improper?  He dropped the towel
and slipped under the sheet next to his daughter.

   He must have fallen right to sleep, because he couldn't remember
anything else until now.  Next to him, Cassie grumbled in her sleep and he
turned his head to look at her.  She was facing away from him and he
admired her bare back in the dim light.

   Impulsively, he rolled onto his side and placed a soft kiss in the
middle of her back.  Cassie cooed in her sleep and with a smile, Darren
kissed her again.  She sighed and rolled onto her back, her head turning to
face him.

   Her eyes remained closed and Darren felt a wave of emotion as he stared
at her, seeing her as both a daughter and woman.  She was so beautiful. 
Her soft features, the full lips and high cheek bones.

   His eyes trailed lower to where the sheet had slipped down and her left
breast was exposed to him.  His eyes lingered on her pink nipple and to his
amazement, his cock was swelling.  Damn, who needed Viagra when you had
your naked eighteen year old hot as fuck daughter next to you.

   "Psst!" Cassie whispered.  "My eyes are up here."

   Darren looked to see her smiling at him.  "Can't sleep?"

   "You know, you really are a beautiful young woman/" He told her.

   "Aww, you mean that or is it just because I give good head."

   Just her saying that caused his cock to swell to a full erection beneath
the sheets.  And just a few hours ago her talking dirty upset him.

   "Seriously, you're beautiful, Cass.  Your mom was an attractive woman,
just a bitch."

   "So I'm just like her?" She giggled.

   "No, you're a much better fuck." He was pleasantly surprised by easy it
was to make a remark like that to her.  Then again once you'd fucked your
daughter, not much could seem out of place.

   "Hmm, I like that." She titled her head, an odd smile on her face, and
it took him a second to realize what was off about was it seemed shy which
was very unlike his daughter.  "Dad, can I ask you something?"

   "Anything."

   "Would you like to kiss me?"

   "Kiss you?" She'd caught him off guard with that one.

   "Yes, kiss me.  Earlier we were pretty rough and nasty and I think we
both needed that to break the ice.  I mean maybe that's how you'd always
want it, but I'm just letting you know that if you, um," She lowered her
head and looked up at him through her lashes.  "Wanted to be sweet and give
your little girl a kiss she'd really like that."

   "I'd like that too." Darren leaned into her and just before he closed
his eyes saw Cassie close hers and part her lips for him.  "So damned
beautiful." He whispered.

   His lips met hers and Cassie released a soft little moan in her throat
as her soft lips slid along his.  The kiss started out tentatively as
Darren felt a little strange kissing his daughter, and thought she might be
feeling the same way.

   But after a few seconds of their lips barely touching, Cassie pressed
hers harder into his.  Darren eagerly responded, kissing her with a passion
he hadn't felt in years.  When Cassie's tongue slipped out and flicked
across his lips, he parted them for her and felt like an excited teenager
when his daughter's tongue darted into his mouth and danced across his.

   Cassie found his hand and guided it to her exposed breast.  She moaned
when he fondled it, gently this time, and his thumb stroked her hard
nipple. Cassie kissed him harder and more urgently, her soft lips now
seemingly trying to devour his.

   Darren matched her passion, driving his tongue into her mouth this time
while pulling the sheet further down and finding her other breast with his
free hand.

   "No what else, you didn't do?" She whispered against his lips.  "You
didn't suck your little girls titties."

   She eased back from the kiss and slipping her hands under his, lifted
her breasts, offering them to her father.  "Want to suck on my nipples,
daddy?"

   "Do you want to call me Darren?" He asked, even as he lowered his head
to her chest.

   "No, whether you're being my daddy or my lover your still daddy to me."

   "How old are you?" He whispered, then fastened his lips around her hard
pink nipple.

   "Hmm, old enough for it not to be a crime to fuck me, but still young
enough to be your little girl."

   Darren groaned at the sensation of sucking on her perky perfect tit and
eagerly switched to sucking the other nipple while fondling the one he'd
just licked.

   "I guess I'll call you Darren if we go away and we go out and I'm
pretending to be your slutty little sugar baby."

   "I like that." He said around her nipple.

   "Yeah?  You want to take me dancing and I'll dress trashy and grind all
over you on the dance floor and people will think you're a dirty old man
with money, but no one will know I'm your daughter."

   "I love how you think." He told her as he went back to her other nipple.
God, they were amazing!  He could do this all night.

   "Then you'll love what I'm thinking now." Cassie's hand slipped between
his legs and he groaned when she found his cock and squeezed it.  "I'm
thinking I need more of daddy's cock."

   She slowly stroked him while he worked her tits until she cupped his
chin in her hand and lifting his head, kissed him again.  They kissed even
harder than before as she jerked his cock beneath the sheet and he played
with her tits.

   Cassie broke the kiss and kicking the sheet off of them, slid down the
bed, and took his cock into her mouth.

   "Oh, goddamn, I could get used to this." Darren groaned while he rubbed
her back as she lay across his stomach, her head bobbing slowly on her
father's engorged cock.

   He slid his hand down her back and over her ass, noting he could still
see the welts from his fingers.  Cassie moaned around his cock when his
fingers slid between the crack of her ass and over her clit.

   He rubbed it gently as she sucked his cock in a slow comfortable way
that again had him thinking of familiar lovers and not family.  Cassie,
removed him from her mouth and sat up.  She swung her leg over her waist,
straddling him.

   Cassie leaned over, and moved side to side, teasing her nipples across
his lips and flickering tongue.  She reached between her thighs and
grabbing his cock, guided it through the slick lips of her pussy.

   She eased down on top of him and he moaned as this time she had him
entering his slowly, sinking down on him inch by teasing inch.  When he was
fully engulfed by her hot, tight and as before extremely wet pussy, she sat
back and worked her hips back and forth on his lap.

   Darren put his hands on her hips and smiled when she reached up and
pulling her hair from the pony tail shook it out, sending it flowing down
her shoulders and back.  She cupped her tits and playing with her nipples
asked.

   "How's your little brat look riding you?"

   "My brat is sexy as hell." He told her, pushing on her hips, urging her
to ride him faster.

   Cassie switched from rocking back and forth to bouncing up and down and
he moaned each time she descended on him, taking her father deep inside
her. She continued to play with her tits, then leaned backwards, grabbing
his ankles while still riding him.

   At this angle he had a clear view of his cock sliding in and out of her
smooth pink slit, and sliding his hand down, pressed his thumb to her clit.
Cassie moaned and worked her hips in circles, pushing her button harder
into his thumb.

   "Oh, yes." She sighed as she moved up and down, then side to side,
teasing the hell out of him, but he didn't mind.

   Instead he focused on playing with her clit and admiring how not just
beautiful, but sexy she was.  Her perfect features coupled with her amazing
petite little body, she was absolutely perfect.  Sp perfect he'd spent
months paying girls who looked like her.

   None of them however compared to the real Cassie who at the moment, was
being anything but a bitchy brat.  Right now, this Cassie who was being a
sweet playful, and sensual lover was one he could get used to.

   Then again who was he kidding?  He'd love to get rough with her again
and something told him she would give him plenty of reasons to be.  But for
the moment, they were enjoying the type of slow relaxing and satisfying sex
normal lovers did.

   Cassie's breath caught and her hips moved faster, her fingers tugging
harder on her nipples.

   "That's it, Cass, come for daddy." He whispered up to her.

   Cassie leaned over, putting her hands on his chest and worked her hips
hard and fast, causing him to gasp as she switched gears and was now riding
him like he was a bull at a rodeo.  He kept his finger between her legs and
was rewarded by her pussy convulsing around his cock and her squealing and
moaning over him as she came.

   This orgasm didn't seem as powerful as the others and Darren imagined it
was because, like him, she was both tired and satisfied, the edge taken
off. When Cassie released one last shuddering moan, she leaned over and
surprised him by not only kissing him, but sliding her arms under his,
holding him tightly.

   Darren caused her gasp when with a wrench of his shoulders, he rolled
them over so he was on top of her.  Cassie giggled and smiling up at him,
slipped her hand behind his head and drew him down into a long lingering
kiss.

   Her other hand ran along his back, her nails lightly caressing him.  Her
long legs wrapped around his waist and she rested her feet on the small of
his back as he pumped her in a slow steady rhythm.

   "Hmm, that's sweet." Cassie said as she leaned her head back into the
pillow.  "Just like that.  Daddy.  Love your little brat." She lifted her
head and placed her lips to his ear.  "Because she loves you."

   "You love me?" he felt like an idiot, but wasn't sure how she meant it.

   "I love you with all my heart.  I know I'm bitchy, but that's how I
thought I could get you.  Now that I have you, I want you to be good to
me."

   "I'll always be good to you." He promised, surprised to hear a tremble
in his voice.

   "Well, not always." She giggled.  "This brat is going to need to be
punished sometimes.  But she needs to be loved too."

   "Then I'll punish the brat and love my little girl, deal?"

   "Deal." She sighed.  "You feel so good, daddy."

   She did too, a little too good as despite how tired he was he could feel
his body tense and his spent balls tightening as he grew close.  He moved
his hips faster and Cassie sent him over the edge with her next words.

   "I want you to come inside me, daddy.  I've never let anyone do that.  I
want you to be the only man who ever does it."

   "Oh, Cassie." He moaned as he lost control and erupted inside her.

   "Ohh," Cassie purred.  "That feels so good!" She squeezed her legs
tightly around him and moved her hips in time with his.

   Darren whimpered like a teenager as he felt himself spurting deep inside
his daughter's eager pussy.  She contracted around him, helping to milk him
and whispered.  "All of it, daddy, give your little girl every drop."

   Darren thrust deep inside her and groaned as he felt the last trickle of
cum from his now completely spent balls enter her quivering pussy.

   "Damn." He whispered and kissed her.  "That was amazing."

   "Hmm" She sighed.

   They lay there quietly, and Darren relaxed into her, surprised by the
way she caressed his back and lovingly ran her fingers through his hair. 
Again she was mature beyond her years, seemingly as comfortable as a lover
as he was.

   He avoided thinking this might be from the girlfriend experience she'd
teased him with earlier.  Stop that, he thought.  He was the adult here, so
what she'd done that?  She'd done it th same reason he had because she
thought it was the only way to get what he needed, now here they were
together.

   He sighed as his cock softened inside her, then rolled over onto his
back.  Cassie rolled over onto her side and draping her long leg across
his, rested her head on his chest, her arm across his waist.

   "So nice." She kissed his chest.  "I want this every night, daddy."

   "You really okay with this Cass?" He asked as he ran his hand though her
long hair and along her back.

   "I'm fine with it." She lifted her head from his chest to look at him.
"Hey, remember, its just sex, daddy."

   "No, Cass." He leaned his head up and kissed her softly.  "This is a lot
more than just sex."

   "Mean it?" She asked and he was shocked to see tears in her wide brown
eyes.  "I'm more to you than the little girl game?"

   "You're still the little girl game, my good girl, my brat and always my
daughter." He kissed her forehead.  "But now you're something else."

   "What's that?" She gave him that shy smile again.

   "My everything now.  I love you Cass."

   "I love you too, daddy!" She beamed at him and kissed him softly.  "Hey
daddy?  Can I ask you something?"

   "You can ask me anything, Cass."

   The sweet smile turned into the all too familiar smirk.  "I can keep the
money, right?"



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