Seriously though, if it wasn't for my b.i.t.c.h of a wife, I could have so much more fun with my daughter.

So much more f.u.c.king fun!

Pun intended.

At least I could have been able to deflower her and teach her tight c.u.n.t the greatness of her daddy. It would have been glorious, and I will make sure that she is unable to live without my c.o.c.k for the rest of her life. Hah!

Awesome. Just awesome.

Oh, the Great Maker. I have failed thee. Why didn't I just ram it in when I have the chance? It is really simple. As simple as tell my daughter that she has a tight-p.u.s.s.y and requires the service of my c.o.c.k.

Heh.

Well. I want to spear her a.s.s first, which I totally did. I have also dumped a huge creamy load in there under the false pretense of curing her tighta.s.s.

And now that load is slos.h.i.+ng around her plugged r.e.c.t.u.m.

Heh.

In any case, there will be a next time. There will always be a next time. It isn't like I don't have plenty of time left.

Still more than 18 hours left on the clock, so here is the question: how many times can I fill up my s.e.xy daughter in 18 hours?

There is only one way to find out. Hah!

Ahem.

Mary is actually having difficulty of moving about with such a huge b.u.t.t plug in her a.s.s. Maybe I have brought the wrong size? Well. Not maybe. It is very likely.

Oh well.

It will help my daughter gets used to my size since I will be doing a lot of a.s.s-pounding from now on. I need to, to cure her tighta.s.s. This is not a joke. She has a really tight a.s.s.

"Daddy. It feels really hard."

My daughter complains.

"Yes, I know, sweetie. But you have to wear it until your a.s.s is no longer tight."

I point out sternly with a straight face. This is a very serious matter.

"Even to school, daddy?"

My daughter questions with surprise.

She is wonder how she will be able to sit down with a huge b.u.t.t-plug up her a.s.s like this.

"Yes, even to school, sweetie. The only time that you can take it off is restroom, was.h.i.+ng up and when I need to reapply the venom. Don't worry. You will get used to it soon. I need to go pick up the phone before whoever that is hang up. Could be your mother."

Since my daughter is struggling to even stand upright with her a.s.shole being filled, I decide to go and get the cordless phone for her from the corridor, so that she could have a nice and long chat with b.i.t.c.h as she currently is.

Heh.

That would be quite a sight.

I head out of the kitchen naked because there is no time to put on any of my clothing.

My semi-hard c.o.c.k swings and bobs about as I did so. It has lost a lot of its hardness due to the untimely interruption, but it is still pretty hard.

And there is actually no need to hide it in the house anymore since my teenage daughter has seen my c.o.c.k so many times already. Of course, I will need to come with a good excuse why I am walking about naked all the time.

My daughter is also as naked as I am. I left her there by the kitchen table, which she holds onto for the support as she tries to reach behind to her a.s.s to feel that b.u.t.t plug.

I really shove it up there into her a.s.s.

"h.e.l.lo. Wilson residence. How can I help you?"

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I give my own breed of greeting as a joke since I am relatively sure who it is on the other side.

As it is late in the night, it could only be one person, considering that friends of my daughters are really good little girls that listen to their daddies, and I don't have any friends.

Wow. The last part is kind of depressing, to be honest. I need to find some friends fast, preferably who wants to f.u.c.k their daughter. Heh.

Fathers have to stick together and share the ways they love their daughters.

"Richard! I have been calling all day! Where were you!?"

b.i.t.c.h shouts from the other side as I part the phone from my ear to save my hearing. There is actually no need to hear her bulls.h.i.+ts, and I didn't return control to Richard yet because I need to make sure a few things.

As I let b.i.t.c.h vents, I head towards the kitchen to peek in to see my naked daughter. She is not naked anymore. She has managed to put on her bra and panty during the time that I am gone.

Where did she gets them from? Didn't she come down to the kitchen naked?

In any case, those things in no way hides her s.e.xy figure.

In fact, they accentuate her s.e.xiness more.

"It is your mother, sweetie. She sounds pretty upset because we weren't home all evening, but don't worry, I will explain everything to her, so you don't have to. Just tell her about the costume party that you will have tomorrow with your friends, okay?"

I tell my daughter.

"Okay, daddy."

She responses before I head to the living room and unmute the b.i.t.c.h. She is still b.i.t.c.hing about why I did not drive our daughter home directly from school.

"Our daughter is your responsibly right now, Richard. You have to put her at your top priority."

b.i.t.c.h continues, making me sigh.

"Look, honey, you don't have to tell me. Mary is and always will be my top priority. We weren't home because I have to drive her to pick up some stuff for the party tomorrow. I am sure that Mary has told you all about it already."

I tell her. I don't think my daughter has told her mother in full details yet. She might have mentioned it yesterday or the day before. b.i.t.c.h do check in daily.

"Party. What party? Where? At our house!? Are there any boys!?"

b.i.t.c.h responses.

"Yes. It is at our house, so it is perfectly safe. There is no boy. Just our daughter and two of her friends. Alice and Sophia. You know them, right, honey?"

b.i.t.c.h does know them, but unlike me, she didn't really talk to them. She rather talks to their mothers about G.o.d and all the goods that the Church is doing.

Those mothers are not as hardcore fanatic like b.i.t.c.h, but they are pretty close. That means those guys are also in the same position as I am. Kindred out of circ.u.mstances? Hah!

I talk to b.i.t.c.h a bit more before heading back to the kitchen and pa.s.sing the phone to my daughter.

"Now, your mother is very busy lately. She has a lot of things on her mind, so you shouldn't make her worry. Just tell her about the party like I said and maybe ask her about her days. She likes something like that. As for other things, daddy can take care of it, okay, sweetie?"

I tell my daughter as I stroke her hair and cup her beautiful face.

"Yes, daddy."

My daughter responses before unmuting the phone and begin talking to her mum. She also heads out of the kitchen as she did so, allowing me to see her swaying a.s.s.

I chuckle at the sight before cleaning up the kitchen and doing the was.h.i.+ng. It takes about an hour and by the time I am done, Mary is still on the phone, standing there in the living room as she is unable to sit down

Unholy s.h.i.+t!

What the h.e.l.l are they really talking about!?

"Yes, mum. That would be great. I think Alice and Sophia don't mind. Okay mum. Good night."

I eardrop a bit on the conversation as I take a seat on the sofa, still stark naked. My junior hangs right there between my legs in all of its glory.

It is slowly regaining its hardness as my eyes scan my daughter up and down, especially that lovely a.s.s.

I could see the b.u.t.t plug pus.h.i.+ng up against her panty.

Mary switches off the phone and looks at me, blinkingly. She wonders why I am still naked but did not vocalize her question.

"Don't worry about me, sweetie. I feel a lot better without wearing any clothes at home. Besides, it is not like you haven't see me naked before. Come and sit here next to me so that I don't have look up at you and strain my neck."

It isn't that much straining to be honest.

I just want my lovely daughter to be within a reaching length, so I can fondle her a.s.sets. Of course, I don't her to sit down next to me on the couch. I want her kneeling between my legs, servicing my c.o.c.k and b.a.l.l.s.

That is her job now.

"But I can't sit down at the moment, daddy. Can I just kneel on the floor instead?"

My daughter suggests, causing my c.o.c.k to twitch.

"Yes, you can. Kneel here between my legs, sweetie."

I suggest smoothly, maintaining my smile. If she hadn't suggested it, I would have told her to anyway.

Mary kneels between my legs slowly, making sure her a.s.s not touching anything and forcing that b.u.t.t plug deeper into her a.s.s.

Her beautiful blue eyes look up at me, forcing me to remember everything that had happened in the last few days.

"Daddy, your c.o.c.k is getting swollen again."

My daughter points out. Somewhere in the back of her gullible mind, she is hoping that it would, just so she can suck it again and swallow the delicious venom.

She is becoming a good s.l.u.t for me.

"Ah yes. The venom is coming back again, sweetie. Would you be a dear and you suck it all out again for me? But before that, tell me what you have talked to your mother about. I heard something about great?"

I question.

"Mummy said that it is better to have a slumber party instead since Alice and Sophia wouldn't have to go home late at night, so I ask whether we could have both, a costume and a slumber party. Mummy said yes, but only if you are there. You aren't busy tomorrow, are you?"

Hearing that, my c.o.c.k immediately goes to hardness so fast.

A slumber party, huh?

I am sure none of the girls are sleeping tomorrow with me and junior around.

Heh. Hah. Ahahahaha!

"Daddy?"

My daughter questions, making me realize I was laughing out loud.

"Yes, sweetie. Daddy will be there with you and your friends. I am just really happy thinking about it, and I think it will be the best costume and slumber party you will ever have, sweetie."

I a.s.sure my daughter and help her take my hard c.o.c.k into her hot mouth. She did so without a sign of hesitation, opening her pretty lips and enveloping my huge meat.

Mary is so hot and sweet.

My perfect c.o.c.ksucker.

They will all be my perfect c.o.c.ksuckers!

I will train them all well for their father. Hah!

d.a.m.n, I just can't wait for tomorrow!