“Daddy, you're fucking me to death!” I moaned, meaning it.
With my bare feet braced on the carpet and my bare ass perched on the edge of the motel bed, I was a raggedly breathing, half-dressed little 11-year-old skinny slut of a daughter in only a tee-shirt.
My father was wedged between my sweaty thighs, his own feet braced on the floor, fucking me with increasingly harder and deeper strokes.
“Fuck me, Daddy!” I begged him. “Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me! Oh God, God!! Uhh! Uhhhh! Uhhhhhh! I love it! Keep fucking me-do it faster, faster, go even faster!”
I just never got tired of doing it with him.
With my legs angled downward like that, it pushed my swollen pubic mound up even more prominently than normal, causing my clit to be squeezed deliciously by direct contact with my father's relentless pubic bone being pressed into me.
I could barely catch my breath, in fact.
In addition, I was getting the best penetration imaginable, my dad's pistoning cock spearing into me as deeply as possible.
“Daddy, you're killing me!” I kept gasping hotly, squirming. “You're fucking me to death! But don't stop! Don't stop! Fuck me harder! Harder!”
The smaller of the two vibrators he'd bought on the way was already coated with peach lubrication and buried in my tight asshole, the vibrations of the 'silver bullet' tingling wildly throughout my entire crotch.
I had it on the top speed.
“Ohhh God! Daddy, my cunt feels so hot! This is the best fuck ever! Uhhhhh!”
The second we'd closed the door to his room and drawn the curtains, my dad said, “I need to get your pants off right now, even before you unpack!”
And he pulled me down onto his bed, quickly pulled my jean shorts and damp panties down, then pushed his face between my slim thighs and immediately licked his way into my sweet wet cunt.
My 11-year-old twat was already thick with slippery juice, my perverted excitement at being with my own father clearly evident. My entire body trembled as he licked and sucked at my distended clit and swollen labia, and he even slipped a finger up my ass at the same time.
Naked himself finally, he climbed on top of me and worked his thick cock into my tight cunt, pushing it in an inch at a time as he always did, until we were both nearly insane with the illicit pleasure of it
“Oh God, Daddy!” I panted. “I love it so much when you just fuck me right away!”
A moment later, savoring the dark thrill of my pussy, he began pumping into me while I clung to his back with both hands and pushed my crotch up at him repeatedly. I kept begging him to: “Fuck me harder!”
“No problem.”
“Keep fucking me, Daddy,” I moaned. “I'm starting to come!”
I could go off real fast when we did it like that, my father just throwing me on the bed and fucking me hard and fast before I could even catch my breath.
When I came. like ten seconds later, I was suddenly squirming beneath him as spasms of pleasure wracked my young body. My clit was being pressed to death, my cunt on fire, my asshole (and entire bare ass) filled with wild vibrations!
I came like the earth was ending!
“Ohhhh God, it's so good when you fuck me! Uh! Uh! Uh! Uhhhhh! Fuck me, fuck me, fuck!”
“Daddy, I'm freezing,” I said, standing in our connecting doorway. “Look how hard the air conditioning's making my nipples.”
Naked, I turned to the side so he could see. My pink little nipples were poking out proudly, the tips such hard tiny points they could probably put out an eye.
“I love your little titties,” he told me. “But it's your sweet young cunt that makes me so crazy.”
I turned to face him so he could see my crotch better, the faint wisps of my new pubic hair already damp and matted. “This sweet young cunt?” I asked him. “Your own little daughter's sweet young cunt?”
He nodded. “That's the one.”
“You said we could meet that woman you mentioned,” I reminded him. “And her little boy. I'm all excited just thinking about it.”
Even thinking about it, imagining what we'd all do together, caused me to drop my hand to my crotch and absently trace my fingers along my girlish little slit. My fingertips touched at my clit just enough to keep me tingling down there.
“I'll call her before we go out to dinner.”
I gave him an impatient look. I knew it'd be at least a couple of hours before we went to dinner.
“In that case, you need to lick my pussy again,” I informed him. “And I want you to use the other, bigger vibrator on me. too. And you haven't even fucked me in my asshole yet-”
My God, I realized, I was starting to sound more like a neglected old wife than a sweet young daughter. Sorry, Daddy…