When Joel went bankrupt and lost his house, he found himself on the street with his beautiful 18-year-old daughter Sarah, to whom he was a single father – and he decided to give himself a little compensation for this new, unfortunate circumstance.
The idea came to him on their first night homeless, when they had slept together in the back seat of his car. Sarah had been the little spoon to his big spoon, and he had spent the entire night hyper-aware of the smell of her hair, wondering where to put his arms around her so as not to touch her tits or groin, feeling her pert ass rubbing up against his embarrassingly hard cock.
In the dark of the night Joel had been forced to face the fact that he was sexually aroused by his own daughter. And with that realisation came a certain amount of anger. Because would he have gone bankrupt if he hadn’t had to raise Sarah for 18 years? Buy her clothes, buy her medical appointments, and pay for her education? No, he didn’t think he would have. This was, really, her fault.
And so the next morning, while she still slept, he sorted Sarah’s clothes into two piles – the ones that he found sexy, and the rest. All of her underwear were part of “the rest” – and then he took that pile down the street, and donated it to goodwill.
He told Sarah that it had been repossessed in the bankruptcy. He told her that he couldn’t afford to buy her any more clothes.
He managed to get a deal on a cheap motel room, when the motel owner got a look at Sarah. He suspected that the owner would have cameras in their room, and the cameras would let the owner see Sarah nude as she changed and showered and toileted. He might share those images with his friends, or online. Joel didn’t care. It was about time that Sarah paid her way. Joel also didn’t mind that he himself might be caught on those cameras. He wasn’t ashamed of his body.
He specifically asked for a room with only a single bed, and then told Sarah that that was all they could afford. They would have to share the bed.
In addition, he told her, each load of laundry would cost them money at the laundromat, and he couldn’t afford to wash more clothes than were necessary. Both of them would have to sleep naked – and he expected Sarah to only wear one piece of clothing when she was indoors. She could decide whether it was a skirt or a shirt – but not both.
That night, as he held his naked daughter in bed, he told her to kiss him goodnight, and he slipped his tongue into her mouth when he did. It felt divine. Then, when she rolled away from him, he put his hands on her, no longer caring where he touched. One arm went underneath her and curled around to rest on her belly. The other went over her shoulder and rested on her tit. With these, he pulled her close against him, until his cock was crushed against her buttocks.
She made a distressed sound.
“Stop squirming, Sarah,” he told her. “It’s very distracting.”
When she squirmed again, he made a point of flexing his erect dick against her.
“Sarah, you’re doing very inappropriate things to me,” he said. “I’m your father, remember.”
“I’m not!” she protested. She tried to pull her away, but he pulled her back, and flexed his dick again.
“Sleeping naked was supposed to save us money,” he said. “It wasn’t supposed to be so you could be a slut.”
“I’m not!” protested Sarah again.
He sighed. “I think we’re going to have to sleep top and tails, Sarah,” he said. “Turn around, so your head is near the bottom.”
She resisted for a moment, and then got up and began to move. When he did, he pulled on her, so that she fell again, her head now level with his cock, and facing it, and her naked cunt level with his face. He repositioned his hands to stop her moving or turning away.
“Sarah,” he said, “why is your pussy wet?”
She immediately clamped her legs together tightly, and then opened her mouth to say, “It’s not!”
But when she opened her mouth he thrusted his groin forwards, and he felt his cock slip into his pretty teenaged daughter’s mouth.
He grabbed the hair on the back of her head with his hand so she couldn’t pull away.
“Sarah!” he said. “What are you doing?”
She tried to speak but she couldn’t get her mouth of his cock, and just said, “Goo goo ga.”
“Sarah, stop being a slut this instant,” he said, humping his cock in and out of her mouth, using his hand to control her head.
With his other hand, he spread her cunt lips apart, and ran one finger from her clitoris to her fuckhole. She *was* wet, and her whole body shuddered at his touch. She bucked, and desperately tried to pull away. It felt magical against his cock.
“Stop now, or I’ll pinch your clitoris,” he said, still raping his daughter’s face, and when she tried to protest, he followed through on his threat, giving her clit a sharp pinch that made her body buck and spasm. Then he pushed two fingers into her fuckhole and began to finger-fuck her.
“Nice girls don’t suck their father’s cocks, Sarah,” he warned her. “Nice girls don’t cum from having their father’s fingers in their pussy.”
He thought she *would* cum, and soon, by the way her body was shaking – and to his delight, he was proven right a few moments later. Her legs trembled, and she made incoherent sounds around her mouthful of dick, and at the realisation that Sarah was orgasming from being molested by her father, Joel found himself cumming too, filling his daughter’s mouth with his sperm.
“Sarah, you nasty slut,” he said. “I can’t believe you did this. Apologise.”
He let her off his cock.
She didn’t know what to say. “I’m sorry, daddy,” she sputtered.
“For what?” he asked.
She was confused, he saw. Part of her knew that her father had just raped her, but part of her was thinking about how he had pretended that she was initiating it – and how she had orgasmed.
“I’m sorry for being a cocktease, daddy,” she said. “I’m sorry for sucking your cock. I’m sorry for… for cumming like a slut.”
“You’re forgiven, sweety,” he said, stroking her hair. He brought her up so that he could kiss her on the lips again, not caring that she had just had his cum in her mouth. “You can’t help being a slut.”
“Thank you, daddy,” said Sarah.
“But if you keep teasing me like that, I’m never going to get any sleep,” said Joel. “I think it’s best for both of us if I sleep with my cock inside you, don’t you?”
Sarah didn’t know what to say to that, but Joel’s cock was already hardening again, so he bent her over in bed, and then slid his cock into her virginal pussy. He used his belt to bind her upper thighs to his legs, so that she couldn’t pull away, and then he arranged himself for a pleasant night with his cock buried in his daughter’s fuckhole.
This would be how they slept now – with Joel’s cock in his daughter’s mouth or pussy. In the morning he would send her to the motel owner, to show that she was truly sorry for her slutty behaviour by sucking the owner’s dick until he gave them a further discount. Then Joel would see about finding Sarah some work at a local brothel. She was young and pretty and Joel would make sure she understood that she didn’t have any boundaries or things she would say no to, so she should command a good price.
He would put her first earnings towards a boob upgrade – an investment, really – and after that she could really get started on digging them out of the situation she had put them in.
He wondered if people would pay more money to fuck her if she was pregnant. After all, Joel could always say he couldn’t afford her contraceptives anymore…
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