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Subject: {ASSM} Daddys Big Cock (MF, inc sort of, mast, mild D/s)
Date: Sun, 12 Jan 2003 07:10:02 -0500
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This is something i thought of a while ago, 
and finally made the time to write.
I enjoyed it, and I hope you so as well.

If you like it please tell me, writers love
to hear feedback.  :)

I can be reached at melhazel@excite.com


Melissa.


~ ~ ~
As always, this is a complete work of fiction, not inteneded for
minors. If you aren't legal or don't like this sort of thing,
you really shouldn't be reading this. :)
~ ~ ~




Daddy's Big Cock



Sara lay on her bed, her legs spread, her adolescent body taut
with need as dusk fell, darkening her room.  Her eyes were fixed
on her partially open door as she slid her hand into her pants,
her fingers lightly grazing her moist panties.  Her breathing
increased as she began to caress her moist sex through the thin
material.  She knew it was dangerous, dinner would be ready any
minute, but she just couldn't help herself; she needed a little
relief.  

Besides, Sara found that she loved the thrill of getting caught -
the adrenaline rush. Her fingers rubbed her smooth wet lips
through her panties as she thought of his cock wrapped in those
tight blue jeans.  She had been thinking of him all afternoon,
and seeing him in those was just too much for her poor oversexed
mind.  Her eyes turned to slits as her fingers touched her smooth
flesh.  Her lips were puffy and sensitive; she could tell her
need was very great.  Her breath caught in her throat as she saw
his big, hard cock in her minds eye once again.  Her head thrown
back, her hips thrusting against her fingers, she massaged her
hairless pussy as she bit her lip to keep quite.  

All she could see was the memory of his cock.  His hand stroking
up and down the long shaft, his fingers curling around the fat
head, the perfect smoothness of that pink head, and the veined,
ridged, shaft! It was so long and so fat, so unimaginably big. 
Sara had never imagined penises came that big, not until she had
seen his.

Her mind flashed back to that morning 2 years ago.  She had just
woken up, still half asleep she opened her door intending to go
to the bathroom, but what she saw made her stop in her tracks. 
It was very early, and apparently her father didn't think anyone
else would be awake because he hadn't bothered to shut the
bathroom door.  Sara's room being in line with the bathroom, she
was greeted with the sight of her father in his bathrobe, dick in
hand, peeing into the toilet.  

She was mesmerized.  She had never seen a real live cock before.
She stared at it.  She felt a twinge in her sex as she realised
its size.  Her father had large hands, he was a big man, and so
was his penis, `cause it didn't seem small even in his hand.  She
was struck by that thought, and wondered how big it would get
when it was erect. 

Erect, she thought with a smile, thinking of the sex-ed they had
been learning in school.  Suddenly she realised what she was
doing.  Horrified, she jumped back in her room and silently
closed the door. How could she think like that about her daddy's
cock?  It was a cock too.  Not just a penis, but a cock, a think
made for fucking. No, no, no!  She shouldn't be thinking this
way! It wasn't right!  It was... It was gross!  This was her
daddy she was talking about!  Oh god, but it *was* beautiful.  Oh
no... No...  She just couldn't think about him like that.  Not
her daddy.  

Sara smiled thinking about how many months it had taken her to
get over the fact that it was her loving daddy that made her ache
with desire.  It was wrong, and she knew it, but she just didn't
care.  She wanted his cock and that's all there was to it.  Being
15 had to have some perks, if not `poor' judgement in the eyes of
the rest of the world then what?  She thought as she played with
her wet lips.

She needed to cum, if she didn't, then she would be squirming all
through dinner.  Her eyes flashed to the door listening for
footsteps.  She could hear her parents downstairs, the clang of
metal on metal, her mother was mashing the potatoes - she still
had time.  Her fingers found her hard little clitoris as she
closed her eyes again.  This time she thought about last night
and how she had teased him.  

She was sitting across from him in the living room, wearing a
mesh thong and a short little dress.  She sat with her legs up,
reading a magazine, pretending to be unaware of the fact that the
thong was pressed tightly against her puffy lips that were
completely visible from where he was sitting.  She watched him in
her peripheral vision as he shifted in his seat, trying not to
look, but being drawn to the show she was making of herself.  God
she felt like a slut doing that, but she loved it.  She loved it
because she was doing it for *him*, and it made him hard.  She
teased him for over an hour, twisting and turning in her seat,
showing him different angles of her thong covered pussy.  The
more she teased the wetter she got; she loved being a slut for
him.  At one point she was sure he could see her sex and thighs
glisten with her juices.  She actually had to go dry her sex off
so she could sit in his lap without leaving a stain on hispants.

Her hips rose from the bed as she remembered sitting on his lap.
She had sat on his lap all the time when she was little, but this
was very different.  

She made up an excuse, saying she missed being his little girl
and plopped her womanly little body onto his lap and his hard on.
 She pretended not to notice the giant cock pressing against her
ass through his jeans as she looked into his eyes innocently. 
There was an almost pained look on his face, probably from being
hard for an hour and not being able to do anything about it, she
thought.  She ground her butt against his cock in pretence to get
comfortable. She could feel his long hard shaft jump a little as
her round ass cheeks gripped him though his jeans.  She laid her
head on his shoulder and sucked her thumb, wishing it was his
cock.  She could feel his cock pulse with every beat of his
heart, as the only thing separating it from her fleshy ass was
his pants.

She moaned now thinking about it and how *good* it had felt.  His
big, hard, cock had only been two layers of material away from
her bare skin.  She had been able to feel all of him, his shaft,
his mushroom shaped head, and his balls...everything.

Oh god, oh god, she thought furiously rubbing her hard little
clit.  Her plump breasts swelled and strained against her bra as
she arched her back.  Sara could feel her nipples harden and
tingle with need.  Roughly she pulled up her sweater and freed
her breasts from their confinement.  She pinched her rose
coloured nipples, pulling them slightly to elongate them.  She
loved the feeling of stretching her little nipples. She bit her
lip again, pulling harder, as she thought of the raunchiest thing
she could - the first time she had caught her parents fucking.

It hadn't been accident; she wanted to see her father's cock
hard, and she knew the morning was the best time for that.  She
had teased her father relentlessly the night before; her mother,
Lauren, was a nurse and worked nightshift at the local hospital,
so she had her daddy all to herself.  Since he wouldn't make a
move on her, she knew he would try her mother when she came home
in the morning.  

She woke up when she heard her mother come in; she listened
intently and heard her singing.  Good, she's in a good mood, Sara
thought.  She waited until her mother had been to her room and
was in the bathroom before she made her move.  

Sara quietly snuck down the hall and opened her parent's door
just a touch.  She saw her daddy still in bed; his even breathing
meant he wasn't quite awake yet.  Everything was going according
to plan, she thought.  Now all she had to do was sneak into the
room and into their closet where she would have a perfect view of
their bed.  With her daddy asleep that was the easiest part of it
all.

She kneeled in the closet looking through the slats watching as
her father began to wake.  She inhaled sharply as he turned over
onto his back - his cock was hard and tenting the sheet - a lot.
He kicked the sheet off with his feet, and Sara had her first
view of his erect cock.  And what a cock it was!  

Even at fourteen she knew what beautiful was, and it was his
cock.  She had no idea they got _that_ big.  My god, how would I
ever fit that in me?  She thought slightly horrified, her sex
betraying her and tingling with desire.  Her fingers went to her
sex, rubbing her lips lightly as she watched fascinated.

Her father appeared to be half awake and he was stroking his cock
slowly.  His hand moved with experience up and down his thick
shaft and over his plump glans.  He was mumbling something she
couldn't understand.  Suddenly he opened his eyes and sat up, his
hand never leaving his cock.  Standing, he stretched his tall
muscular frame, his cock pointing straight at her.  God how she
wanted him!

Just then her mother entered the room wearing her white bathrobe
drawn tightly around her curvy frame.  She stopped just inside
the door looking at her husband slightly shocked; it had been a
long time since she had seen him hard and like *this*.  She could
feel it as soon as his eyes hit her body - he wanted to possess
her.  His power and his lust were undeniable and she smiled
sweetly, loving the feeling.

"Come here" he ordered, leaving no room for argument.

His wife obeyed him, casting her eyes down submissively.

He took her face into his hands and kissed her hard, his tongue
entering her mouth and finding hers.  One of his hands traveled
down her neck and slipped into her robe, grabbing her breast with
a sense of ownership.  She _was_ His and they both knew it.

Breaking the kiss, he turned her around to face the mirror and
locked eyes with her reflection.  He undid her robe quickly,
pulling the belt out as he pulled the robe off her shoulders. 
Grabbing her wrists he pulled them behind her back and held them
there with one strong hand.  He licked her neck, still his eyes
locked with hers.

"MY slave," he stated as he tied her hands behind her back all
the way up to her elbows, pushing her breasts out.

She whimpered, her knees going a little weak. It was too good to
be true!  Was he really going to be her Master again?  Their sex
life had fizzled to nothing over the past few years; he had
seemed uninterested in playing with her, and she so loved being
his slave she just couldn't bear his sweet love making; she
wanted her Master who fucked her hard and used her like a slave
should be used.  She mind was reeling thinking that maybe, just
maybe, she would have that again.

He pinched her nipple hard, pulling her out of her thoughts.

"ow!"  She whined.

He grinned and kissed her neck, pulling on her hard nipples. 
"Mine," he stated again.

"Yesssss..." Lauren answered him, her eyes slit with pleasure. 
"All Yours Sir.  To do with as You please."

In the closet Sara sat dumbstruck; she had never need her mother
act submissive before, yet here she was, hands tied behind her
back and letting Sara's daddy treat her like a... slave, did he
say?  

Sara watched unseen as her father slid his hand down her mother's
slightly curved belly to her fur.  He ran his fingers through her
nether curls then asked, "What's this?" with a hint of accusation
in his voice.

"H-hair Sir." Lauren stuttered, fearful of what he would do; she
was supposed to keep her sex clean-shaven for him and she knew
she would be punished for disobeying.

"Yes I see that.  And what's it doing on MY slave's pussy?"  He
asked.

"I..I.. I'm sorry Sir."  She said, her head bowed, blushing with
the embarrassment.  I know I...  I should keep it smooth.  You...
 You can punish me as harshly as you desire," Lauren said,
hopeful he still loved her enough to punish her.

Her husband got that glint in his eyes she loved - it meant he
had though to something wonderfully evil for her to do.  "Oh you
will be slave, but right now I want to fuck you, and I can't very
well use you like this!"  He said motioning towards her
hair-covered sex.  "Kneel on the bed with your ass in the air,
and keep your legs spread!"  He ordered as he left the room, his
hard cock swaying as he walked.

To Sara's utter surprise her mother replied, "Yes Master."  And
climbed up on the bed as her father had ordered.  Her mother's
sex was now totally on display, and Sara could see everything -
it was wet!  Her mother was wet!  Sara didn't really understand,
this was wrong, she thought confused, but thinking about how her
father had been treating her mother made her own sex burn with
need.  What was wrong with her? Sara thought watching her mother
squirm as her desire built.

Sara's father returned carrying the supplies he needed to shave
his slave's sex.  Secretly he loved shaving her, but he would
never let her know; it was much more fun to listen to her beg for
the privilege.  But this morning he just wanted to increase her
embarrassment and make her wet and totally open and submissive to
him.  He had forgotten how good it felt to have a slave to play
with.  

He ran his hand possessively over her fur-covered pussy, "Such a
bad little slave, letting MY pussy get to this state," he said
softly, the authority in his voice sending shivers through
Lauren.  "Look at you kneeling here, exposing yourself to me,
what a slut you are baby!"  He said as cupped the hot wet
facecloth to her sex, preparing it.  

Lauren inhaled sharply surprised by the sudden heat. In her
position she couldn't see what he was doing; she was totally
vulnerable to him - helpless - and it made her sex ache with
desire.  
 

He held the facecloth to her sex for a long while, letting the
heat sink in.  His free hand roamed her ass and thighs, his touch
was that of an owner admiring his possession, and she knew it -
she could feel it.  Once he was satisfied her sex was warm enough
he removed the cloth and told her, "Be very still now slave.  You
have neglected your pussy so much that your Master has to use
scissors to trim you before I can shave."

Lauren blushed brightly and buried her face in the covers; this
was just too embarrassing.  

Brushing her long hair out of her face, he forced her to look him
in the eye, "Do you understand slave?"

"Yes Master" She replied, whimpering.

"Good.  Now be still."  He ordered again.

It took all of Lauren's will power to keep perfectly still.  She
could feel the cold metal of the scissors press against her mound
and lips.  She whimpered in fear and embarrassment at being
treated like.. like an animal.

"There," he said putting the scissors down and taking up the
shaving gel.

Lauren pushed her sex into his hand as he spread the foam around
on her sex; this slow build up was getting to her. 

He grinned, happy that his slave was just as wanton as she ever
was.  "Now baby, I'm going to be using the razor now, so you have
to be a good slave and stay very still - I don't want to hurt my
pretty little pussy I know is hiding under all this hair."  He
told her, knowing it would increase her embarrassment and her
arousal; she always did love to be humiliated.

Lauren blushed even brighter, her blush moving down her chest and
her back.  He smiled seeing the pink flush of her skin as he
began to shave her.  Very slowly, and methodically he removed the
hair from his slave's pussy, watching her beautiful puffy lips
appear.  He couldn't help but be reminded of his little girl's
pussy; she really did know how to tease that one.  Just like her
mother, he thought fondly.

In her closet, Sara watched hypnotized by the scene before her. 
She never knew such a simple act could be so compelling.  Her
father's big hands opening her mother's lips gently, using the
razor to remove every last bit of hair, making her totally bare
for him.  When he was done he used the facecloth to wipe her
clean, but it was *how* he did it that struck Sara. He wiped her
sex like he would wipe his car, or any other inanimate object
that he owned. Seeing her mother's sex so very bare, it occurred
to Sara just how exposed and helpless her mother was, and just
how much power her father had.  The thought made her sex burn
with need.  She rubbed her puffy, slick lips harder wishing she
was the one tied and kneeling before him.

"mmm...  There, all nice clean-shaven." He said not really
talking to Lauren as he caressed her, admiring his own handiwork.
 "Now for some lotion," he said as he grabbed the tub from her
dresser, and rubbed some into his hands.  With both hands he
began massaging the oily stuff into her very soft, very smooth
sex.

Lauren moaned and mewed as he manipulated her sex.  He made sure
to rub her lips well, but not put any pressure on her clitoris -
he knew it drove her wild.  He spread the lotion all over her
mound, her lips, her inner thighs, and even up towards her anus,
setting the whole region on fire with his touch.

Finally he could take no more; he wanted to fuck his slave. He
slid his big strong hands up her sides, gripping her breasts.
"Mine!" He growled as he thrust his hard, aching, cock into her
hot, wet cunt. 

Lauren moaned loudly, his thick cock filling her completely.

"You like that don't you slave?" he asked licking her neck as he
thrust his cock into her again.

"Yes!" she groaned as the fat head of his cock hit the back wall
of her vagina.

"Say it.  Tell me.  Beg for it slave."  He ordered, with every
sentence fucking her hard, his hands on her breasts forcing her
to stay in place.

"I.. I like it when You fuck me hard Master. I..  I love it.
Ennnhhh....  Oh god...god...  I love your cock Sir.  Please
Master, fuck me..  Please..  Fuck meeeeeeee!  Ennhh...  Use me
Master!  Use Your slave! Fuck her hard Sir... Pleeeeeeease! 
Ennnnh! Oh gods yes... Harder, Master, please! Your slave wants
to be used..  Pleeease Master, pleeeease!  Ennhh!!  Oh fuck yes!
Please Master don't stop!  Fuck me..  Fuck Your slave!
Pleeeease...  Pleeeeeeease!"  Lauren begged and moaned as her
Master, her husband, fucked his wonderfully hard cock into her
cunt.

Sara rubbed her clitoris frantically, staring with hungry eyes as
her father's beautiful cock thrust in and out of her mother's
clutching sex.  She wanted nothing more than to be her mother and
have it be _her_ cunt that he was using. 

"That's a good girl, now scream for me."  He ordered, fucking her
tight, gripping pussy savagely.  He grunted with the effort and
the pleasure her sweet hole was giving him.  He wanted her to
scream for him and grip him all the more tightly, so he pinched
her nipples roughly with every thrust.

The delicious pain in her nipples and the agonizing pleasure in
her cunt overwhelmed Lauren, and she became like an animal  -
only reacting to what he would do to her.  His every thrust was a
shock and a joy to her and she screamed, deep in her throat every
time.

"Ennnnhhh!!  Ennhhhh!!  Eennnnhh!! Enhhhhh!!!"  She screamed,
convulsing in orgasm, his every thrust bringing another wave of
intense pleasure crashing over her.  It had been sooo long, so
very long since she had cum.

Sara, hearing her mother scream her orgasm, doubled her efforts,
almost crushing her clit as her fingers brought her to orgasm. 
Sara had to hold her breath to keep from screaming like her
mother did.

His slave's cunt spasming around his cock was too much for Sara's
father; he needed to cum.  He slowed his fucking, delaying his
orgasm and bringing his slave down gently from hers.  When she
had reached the world of the living again he made her aware of
his need, "Baby, I need to cum..."

"Oh yes please!"  She said sweetly, somehow still having energy
to be eager.

"Turn around, I want to cum on your face slave," He ordered as he
slapped her ass.

Lauren turned as quickly as she could with her hands tied behind
her back; she was out of practice.  She looked up her Master, her
eyes full of adoration and lust - She wanted his cum; she
_missed_ his cum.  

"Suck me baby," he ordered, his lust thick in his voice.

Her eyes sparkling, she obeyed.  Taking the head of his cock into
her mouth, she sucked hard, her tongue swirling.  She began to
use her mouth to fuck his cock, pushing her pursed lips back and
forth just over the rim of the head, sucking, and caressing his
glans with her tongue.  

He groaned from her efforts, and nudged her head down, wanting to
be in her throat.  Looking up at him, she relaxed her throat
muscles and slowly took his whole girth into her mouth and down
her throat.  He could see her throat expand as she took his cock
in. He moaned with pleasure, loving the feeling of her hot wet
mouth.  She swallowed around his cock, as her mouth sucked hard,
in effect squeezing his whole cock.  He groaned with pleasure and
she repeated it once then twice, her eye smiling up at him.

"F u c k ! !" he growled as he pulled his cock out of her mouth,
orgasming. 

She opened her mouth, wanting to taste him.  His cum spurted out
in long white gooey lines, landing on her face and in her hair. 
One string of his cum draped over her open mouth, then from her
upper lip to her cute little nose, along her forehead and into
her dark hair.  Two strings went up her cheeks, over her eyes, in
her eyelashes no less, then up her forehead, one ending in loop
at her temple, and the other leaving a large gob of his creamy
cum in her tousled hair.  The last strand went up her neck,
across the first string over her open mouth, up her cheek and
into her hair covering her ear.  Seeing his slave thus covered in
his cum, smiling up at him as she happily licked her lips made
Sara's father feel like the happiest, luckiest man alive.  

"mmmm..." moaned Lauren as she licked her lips, gathering as much
of his cum as she could with her tongue and swallowing it.  "Your
cum taste sooo good Master.  Please Master, will you feed me Your
cum?  Pretty please?"  She asked sweetly.

"No baby, you're going to do that your self," he said reaching
behind her to untie her hands and arms.  He then sat at the head
of the bed to watch his slave in comfort.

Sara almost gasped as she got her first look at her mother's
face.  She looks like such a slut!  She thought to herself, again
rubbing her hard little clit as she watched.

Sara's mother untangled her arms from the belt of her robe and
rolled her shoulders, it left good to be out of her bonds, but
she had certainly missed being tied up!  Facing her husband, once
again her Master, she smiled sweetly as she took one finger and
slowly traced a line of creamy cum.  Sucking her finger into her
mouth she moaned, shutting her eyes with pleasure, gods how she
loved the taste of him!  Letting her lust get the better of her,
she used her free hand caress one of her thighs as she sat,
kneeing, her legs spread wide so he could see her dripping wet
sex.  

He slapped her hand away, "enh enh enh.  Don't touch.  That
doesn't belong to you," he told her.  Her legs were so spread he
could see her sex clench with desire as he said it.  He grinned
as she blushed brightly, the humiliation making her even more
aroused.

Sara almost whimpered when she heard her father say that.  Gods
how she loved the way he treated her mother!  She couldn't
explain it, all she knew was his ever word, his every move made
her weak with lust.

Opening her eyes, Lauren moaned, "mmm...  oh Master you taste so
good...  I want more.."  She then proceeded to collect another
mouthful.  She moaned loudly as she sucked her fingers clean, her
eyes slitted with pleasure. "mmm... Master...  soo good..  Your
cum is soo good," She breathed as she gathered more of his cum on
her fingers.  Over and over she scooped his cum from her face,
sucking her fingers clean with the greatest of pleasure, moaning
and whimpering with desire.

He sat and watched his wanton slave as she made a very sexy show
of eating her cum.  Watching her suck his cum from her fingers
was almost enough to make him hard again.  If he didn't have to
go to that damn meeting this morning he would stay and use her
fully.

Lauren looked at him almost heartbroken, pouting like only she
could, "It's all gone," she declared, having finished eating his
cum.

He stood, smiling down at her, "Not all baby," he said as he held
her head in one hand, using the other to wipe the head of his
cock off on her cheek.

In the closet, Sara had another orgasm seeing this.  The
humiliation, the lust, the feeling of submission that came with
that act, it was all too much for her.  God how she wanted that!


"And there's more where that came from," he was telling her
mother, "but you will have to be a good girl and wait till I get
home tonight.  I expect to find my slave ready to be used,
_fully_ used," he told his slave, raising his eyebrow as he said
the last.

Lauren blushed knowing exactly what he meant.  "Yes Master.  Your
slave will give herself an enema for you Sir.  Thank you Sir,"
She said blushing and bowing he head submissively.

Sara's father groaned with lust and frustration, wanting to take
his horny little wife _right now_.  Fuck she was hot he thought
as he forced himself to leave the room.

Sara hadn't understood what her mother meant by enema then, but
she did now.  The thought of her mother the slave doing that,
preparing for his cock to enter her anus...  The utter
humiliation...  She bit her lip and held her breath, the image of
her father's large cock opening her own tight little cunt filled
mind as her fingers rubbed hard little clit finally bringing her
the orgasm she had been craving all day long.

"Sara!  Dinner time!"  Her daddy called from half way up the
stairs.


"Coming!"  Yelled Sara panting as she roughly closed her pants
and pulled her sweater down, her climax and her fear making her
heart beat 1000 times a minute.  God that was close, she thought
smoothing her hair and trying to make herself look more
presentable, and not like she had just spent the past 15 minutes
with her hands down her pants.





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