Hunter’s Sexy Snippets

Emily sat on her bed trying to come to grips with what was happening to her body. Not since she'd had her first period had she been this traumatized by what was happening to her. The wet spots on her blouse slowly got bigger as she stared at her chest in the mirror. Even though she knew physiologically what was happening, it was still embarrassing. "How do I explain this to daddy?" She thought to herself almost in tears.

She had gone online and began researching why her breasts would be lactating when she wasn't pregnant. Everything began to make sense the more she read about the subject of Spontaneous Lactation. Two of the causes of her condition were anti-depressants and birth-control. It was during her freshman year in college that her mom had suddenly passed away. The loss of her mom threw her into an emotional downward spiral. As a result their family doctor had prescribed a mild anti-depressant to help Emily cope with the loss of her mom. Emily refused to go back to college until she'd come to grips with losing her mom.

Emily and her mom had been as close as a daughter and mom can be. Not only were they close emotionally, but Emily had also been blessed with her mom's looks. There were times people in public mistook them for sisters. Their hair color, facial features and mannerisms. Emily also inherited her mom's huge breasts. By the time she graduated from High School she was already stretching her blouses with a size 36DD.

Because of the shapeliness of her body, her mom had insisted she start taking birth control when she started in high school. But that really wasn't necessary because of Emily's dad. John was a big man who was very protective of his family. Most of the boys who tried to come around were quickly scared away. By the time Emily graduated from High School she had had only one boyfriend. And he had only gotten as far as playing with her huge tits. When Emily tried to take it further, he had this mental image flash across his brain of her father coming after him with a knife. Their date ended abruptly that evening.

Emily discovered her condition was called Galactorrhea. While it wasn't uncommon. It could be caused by both of the prescriptions she was taking on a daily basis. At first it wasn't that bad and she just ignored it, the way we all do when we don't either understand something or just hope that it goes away. But then her breasts began to get bigger as they began to produce more and more milk. She did her best to keep them drained. But then she read where the more she kept them drained the more they would keep producing. When she was fully engorged now her breasts swelled to an E in size. She hated her huge tits.

Emily's thoughts were disrupted by the knocking on her bedroom door. "Em! You ok?" John asked through the door.

"I'm fine daddy!" She said almost crying.

"Can I come in baby?"

"No daddy! Not right now!"

John was never one to take "No" for an answer. He opened the door out of concern for his baby girl. "What's going on baby? Is there a boy I need to know about?" He asked almost laughing, trying to lighten the mood in the room.

Emily threw her arms across her chest as her dad opened her bedroom door and stepped inside. It had been a couple months since her condition had started, and she had done a good job of hiding it from her dad. Now there was no hiding it. She began to cry. "Daddy! I have a problem!" She dropped her hands from her chest and let her dad see the wet marks on her blouse, marking the nipples on her breasts.

As most dad's would have done, John jumped to a wrong conclusion. "Emily! Are you pregnant?" His question was not one of anger, but hurt.

Emily jumped up. "No daddy! I would never let that happen!" She paused as John stared at her chest. "Sit down daddy!" For the next 20 minutes Emily recounted all she had learned about her condition. John listened quietly. He knew the death of his wife and her mother had been hard on her. In his mind this was just one more consequence of that loss. As she finished her story her last comment was, "Not only is this embarrassing daddy, but they really hurt when they're full. Like right now!"

John sat there for several seconds not knowing what to say. Finally he stood up and took her by the hand. "Come with me!" He led her down the hallway to the master bedroom and into his bathroom. "Take off your blouse and bra!" He told her without hesitation.

Emily's eyes shot open in shock. "What?! No daddy! I can't!"

John looked at her with all the tenderness he had towards her as his baby girl. "It's going to be alright baby! Now take off your blouse and bra." He said softly.

Emily hesitantly began to unbutton her blouse as her hands shook. She slipped it off her shoulders. She then reached behind her back and unsnapped her bra. Her huge breasts fell from their harness. Her nipples dripping milk. Emily stared down at the floor, unable to look her dad in the eye.

"Look at me Em!" He said with an authority tempered by gentleness. "You have nothing to be ashamed of or embarrassed about. You're beautiful!" He turned her around and had her stand in front of the sink in his bathroom, facing the mirror. He stood behind her with his hands gently gripping her upper arms. "What do you see?" He asked her, looking over her head in the mirror with her.

"They're hideous! That's what I see!" She grumbled as she nipples dripped their milk onto the vanity top.

John slid his massive hands down her arms and under her breasts until her was lifting each of them. "No they're not! They're beautiful. You're so much like your mother it's uncanny." He began to massage each of her mammaries, expressing her milk. Her milk began squirting all over the mirror and countertop. It also began running down John's hands and eventually Emily's stomach. "I did this for your mom when she was pregnant with you." Then he chuckled. "As a matter of fact. I kept her producing milk for a couple years after you were born."

The initial pain of her breasts being squeezed was slowly replaced with relief as the pressure in her breasts was slowly eased. The relief was then replaced with a sensation Emily had never felt before as John worked her breasts and then her nipples with the proficiency of a man who had done this before. Emily's eyes closed as the pleasure swept over her. "Oh daddy! That feels so good!" She moaned as she dropped her head, giving herself over to the pleasure and relief her daddy was giving her.

John smiled as he worked her tits and watched her face and body responding in the mirror. She was the spitting image of her mother, and he knew exactly what she had liked. Thirty minutes ago she had been his daughter. Now she was a woman he was going to take possession of in every way.

The countertop was covered in her milk as streaks of it ran down the mirror. John's hands and forearms were dripping with her milky white juices. Her milk covered tits glistened as John's fingers dug into her flesh, expressing her milk as though there were an endless supply of it.

Then John decided he wanted to see just how much like her mother she was. He pinched her two dripping nipples between his thumbs and index fingers and began to roll them gently, alternating between squeezing them and flicking them with the tips of his fingers. The response he got from her was immediate.

Emily's head rolled back as an intense wave of pleasure washed over her. She had masturbated many times before. But the sensations building inside her were much more intense than anything she had ever experienced by her own hand. Her stomach began to cramp up. "OH DADDY!" She cried out. "OH DADDY! OH DADDY!" She kept repeating over and over. She couldn't bring herself to say she was about to cum. "OH DADDY! OH PLEASE DADDY!"

John continued to work her nipples as he felt her body responding to his manipulations. He leaned into her ear. "Cum for daddy baby! Cum for daddy like a good girl!" He pinched her nipples hard pushing her over the edge of ecstasy.

"AAAAEEEEAAAAHHHHH!!" She screamed. "OH DADDY! CUMMMIINNNGG!! AAAAHHHHH!" She began panting and grunting as wave after wave of euphoria swept over her until she felt as though she was going to drown in it. Her body convulsing and shaking as John kept up his assault on her nipples. Just as her body seemed to be descending from one of the most earth shattering orgasms she had ever experienced, John pinched her nipples again sending a new wave sensations coursing through her body, and a new wave of orgasmic ecstasy. Her body shook so uncontrollably she hadn't realized she had been driving her ass into his body and his now rock hard cock.

After several minutes of holding her tightly as her body worked its way through her orgasm John released her tits and spun her around. Looking down at her, the two locked their gaze on the other. He began to caress her face with his milk soaked hands. "Are you my baby girl?" He asked her tenderly.

"Oh daddy!" Emily gasped as she tried to recover. The emotions running through her were so jumbled she didn't know what she felt. What she knew was that she belonged to her daddy. "I'm yours daddy. All yours!" The two kissed tenderly as John wrapped his arms around her, pulling her into his body.

John broke the kiss and took her by the hand. He led her into the bedroom. Emily wasn't sure what to expect next. John tossed a number of the pillows against the headboard of the bed and climbed up on it, sitting with his back against the cushion of pillows he'd just created. He then patted his lap. "Climb up here and straddle my lap." Emily did as she was told, straddling her daddy's lap, her tits only inches from his face. "From now on we're not going to waste that precious milk of yours on the vanity or anywhere else. You're going to feed it to me." Emily giggled. "Do you understand?"

"Yes daddy! I understand!"

"Good girl!" John then wrapped his arms around her and pulled her chest into his face. He locked his mouth on her left tit and began to suckle on it, using his tongue to play with the nub of her nipple.

Emily wrapped her hands around his head pulling it into her chest. Her voice no longer sounded like a little girl as she voiced her approval of what was being done to her. "Oh daddy! That feels so good! You're going to make me cum again daddy! You're going to make me cum again!" Emily began to grind her pussy into John's lap as another orgasm built inside her. "Oh daddy you're going to make me cum again. Make me your whore daddy! Make me your dirty little slut daddy! OH DADDY! MAKE ME CUM! MAKE ME CUM!" She screamed as another orgasm slammed into her.

John held on tight as her body convulsed and shook. His mouth worked her tit with an unrelenting hunger. He wasn't going to release her until she collapsed in exhaustion. The more she screamed and moaned, the more intensely John sucked on her tit. Emily's grinding of her pussy into his lap became an uncontrollable dry humping as her orgasm took complete control of her body and mind. Every muscle in her body was spasming. Just as it seemed like she was regaining control of her body and reactions, John redirected his attention to her right tit.

Emily screamed in pleasure again. "DADDY!! AAAAHHHH! I CAN'T TAKE THIS ANYMORE!! OH DADDY! PLEASE NO MORE! PLEASE!"

John kept up his assault despite her cries. He knew what her mother had been like. And so far, Emily had been true to form. Her body bucked and shook as he pushed her in ways she had never imagined possible. He wanted to tell her how much he loved her and how he wanted her to keep cumming over and over, but he had no intention of releasing her tit from his mouth. For the next twenty minutes John drained her breasts of what he thought was every drop of milk they contained as Emily shook and moaned through every minute of his feeding. By the end her moans had been reduced to crying sobs as she begged him to stop. "Oh daddy please!" She whimpered, her body exhausted from she had just been put through. "I can't take anymore daddy! Please no more!"

Emily collapsed on the bed as John released her from his firm grip. She lay next to him for several minutes sobbing as the intensity of the emotions she had just felt subsided. John sat next to her caressing her face, watching her chest rise and fall as she breathed. She finally opened her eyes and looked up, only to see him smiling down at her.

"Do you feel better now?" John asked.

"Daddy!" She hesitated. "I don't know what to say. I've never felt anything like that before. I had no idea . . . I mean I didn't know . . ."

John laughed. "Did you mean what you said about being my whore and slut?"

Emily slid her hand up his pant leg and let it rest on his swollen cock. His pants were soaked from her juices that had gushed from her pussy for the last 30 minutes. "Yes daddy! I did!" Without being told she rolled over onto her knees and started to unbuckle his pants. She knew her cock sucking skills were very limited to the one boyfriend she'd had in high school and they needed to be worked on. But she was determined to show her daddy how much she wanted to be his slut and whore. John lifted himself off the bed just enough to allow her to pull his pants and shorts down and off. After Emily had thrown his pants aside she got a good look at his 8" of manhood. "Daddy you keep it shaved smooth!" She said in surprise.

"Your mama like it that way! She enjoyed sucking on it a lot more when I kept it shaved smooth. I was glad to oblige her." He chuckled. "Anything to help the cause."

Emily stroked his balls and cock lightly with the tips of her fingers, causing John to moan with satisfaction. It had been over a year since he'd been touched like this. John knew this first round wasn't going to take long at all. Emily looked up at him. "Does that feel good daddy?"

John just kept his head laid back and eyes closed as her caresses took him to a place he hadn't been to for a long time. "You know it does baby! Now why don't you make daddy feel real good?" He gasped with delight and his eyes shot open as he felt her soft warm mouth slide down the length of his shaft. He had thought she was going to give him a hand job. The sensations she was giving him were so intense he knew he was going to shoot his first load within minutes. He instinctively grabbed a handful of her hair and took control. Emily moaned with delight as she felt her daddy taking control of her and began fucking her mouth like he owned it. And as far as she was concerned now, he did.

"Oh suck that cock baby! Suck daddy's cock!" He began panting as his orgasm built. "OH FUCK THAT FEELS SO GOOD! OOOHHH YOU DIRTY FUCKING LITTLE SLUT! SUCK THAT COCK!" He screamed.

Emily cupped his balls in her hand as he began to pile drive his cock in and out of her eager mouth. This was no longer just her daddy. This was now her lover.

"OOOHHH FUCK!" John moaned as he shot his load into her mouth and down her throat.

Emily coughed and choked slightly as the first shot of his semen hit the back of her throat. She had never swallowed before, so she was a little uncertain what was expected of her. John held her head in a vise-like grip as he pumped his seed into her eagerly sucking mouth, grunting with each spasm of his cock. It had been so long since he'd felt a woman's mouth wrapped around his cock, he'd almost forgotten how good it felt. He held her head in place for several minutes after he had finished emptying himself in her, savoring the sensations she was giving him with her lips and tongue. When he finally released her head, Emily continued to lovingly suck on his cock as she caressed his sack with her fingers.

John groaned his approval. "My baby girl knows how to please her daddy!" John sat there for several minutes as he recovered. He finally grabbed her by the hair and gently pulled her off his deflated cock. He knew there was going to be another round before the day was over. "Go shower!" He then reached down and felt the bush between her legs. "And shave this bush off! From now on my baby girl is going to keep herself shaved smooth down there. After you're done showering we'll go out for dinner and talk about some things."

"OK daddy!" Emily almost giggled as she slid off the bed and headed towards her bathroom.

John sat on the bed thinking through the ramifications of what had just happened. He knew the consequences could be disastrous for both of them. They were both adults. But the stigma that they would both have to deal with would stick with them for the rest of their lives. He rolled out of bed determined to come up with a plan. All he knew was, he wasn't about to give his baby girl over to some asshole.

John took her out to a nice Italian restaurant. He knew how much his daughter loved Italian cuisine. He finally brought up the elephant that was in the room. "You realize that what we just did is, how shall I put this? Frowned upon by 99.9% of the population."

Emily looked up from her alfredo and smirked. "Daddy! I wasn't born yesterday! I am well aware of how illegal what we just did is. Now ask me if I give a shit?" She smiled.

John laughed softly. "My baby girl has a dirty mouth!"

Emily gave him a mischievous grin. "Does that mean your going to give me a spanking daddy?"

John almost spit out his wine in laughter at her reply. "Possibly!" He laughed. "Maybe I should wash your mouth out with soap."

"Mmmm!" Emily purred. "I'd much rather you stick something else in my mouth daddy if you're going to punish me!"

John laughed again as he felt his cock stirring to life. There was a seductiveness to Emily that drove him crazy. "Let's finish eating and get the hell out of here. By the way, how are your breasts?" As soon as he asked it he realized how stupid the question sounded being directed towards his daughter.

"Their starting to hurt again. They fill up quickly, unfortunately."

"Why don't you stop taking those anti-depressants?"

"I'd rather not daddy! I tried that once before and I didn't do well afterwards."

"Well we'll have to talk to the doctor about that. I don't like the idea of you being on those things much longer. How about you stop taking your birth control pill then. That might help with your problem."

Emily looked at him with a confused look. "Don't you want to keep my boobs full of milk now daddy?"

John just smiled. "You won't need pills for that now anymore baby. Daddy will keep you full. I've done it before. I'll do it with you."

She sat not knowing how to ask her next question. "What about me getting pregnant?"

"I'll make sure you don't get pregnant. Don't worry."

Emily sat in silence finishing her meal thinking about what she wanted to say next. "Daddy, what if I want you to breed me?"

John sat there stunned at his baby girl's question. "Are you serious?" Was all he could reply.

"Yes daddy, I am. I've fantasized about that since I was in High School."

"Why do you want me to breed you? What is it about that. . . .?" He didn't know how to finish the question.

Emily sat back and thought. "How do I describe the feelings it evokes in me." She didn't sound like a little girl now. "There's something about the act of being bred that is primal. Almost animalistic. But it's also erotic and passionate. It's the ultimate act of submission. Me giving you my body to be bred with your seed. I've fantasized about feeling your cock inside me, filling me with your seed." She reached across the table for her dad's hand. "Will you breed me daddy?"

John just smiled. "Finish your meal baby. Did you want any dessert?"

"Yes daddy!" Emily smiled back. "But nothing that their serving here!" 

 ------X------ 

 The only sounds in the car as John and Emily drove home from the restaurant were her moans as John fingered her pussy all the way home. Her eyes were closed and head laid back as John fingered her clit as best he could without getting them in an accident. Her pussy spasmed as his finger pushed at its opening but never penetrated her the way her body was craving. She clenched her purse as it sat next to her on the seat and cried out. "OH DADDY! I'M GOING TO CUM!"

John looked over at her briefly. He had her slide to the middle of the seat before they left the restaurant. Easier to play with her sitting closer. "No baby!" He said tenderly. "You're not allowed to cum until I give you permission."

Emily shot him a glance, a mixture of frustration and excitement washed over her. She needed relief so bad it hurt. But she smiled as her daddy took control of her, something she desperately craved. But she had to press the issue to see if he really was going to take control. "But daddy! I need it so bad!" She begged in her best little girl voice.

John shot her a stern look. "Say 'OK Daddy'!"

Her pussy clenched at his finger as he slid it inside her. "OOOHHH!" She moaned realizing this is what she had always craved. "OK DADDY!" She gasped. "I'll be a good girl!"

John chuckled as he kept his eyes on the road. "Good girl!"

Emily wanted to banter with him about the consequences of being a bad girl, but his finger was driving her insane with need. It took her complete concentration not to cum.

John glanced over again and smiled as he watched her struggling to maintain some semblance of control. "Who do you belong to baby girl?" He rubbed his upper arm across her left tit, rubbing it till she groaned.

Emily turned her head and looked at him with longing and need in her eyes. "Oh daddy! Please don't tease me like this!" Her breathing became labored.

"Who do you belong to baby girl?" John was going to drive her as hard as he could.

"I belong to you daddy!"

"What does that mean?" He asked as he purposely rubbed her clit and tit harder.

"OOOHHH DADDY!" She moaned. "That means you can do anything to me that you want!" She grabbed his arm with both hands and dug her nails into it as she pulled it into her chest even harder. "Anything daddy!" She gasped. "Anything! I'm your slut daddy! I'm your whore! Use me daddy! Use your slut and whore!"

"I'm going to baby! Daddy's going to use you the way you need! And I'm going to love you the way you need!"

"Can I cum daddy? Please! Can I cum?" She begged.

"No baby! Not yet! Daddy has something special in mind for you! Daddy loves you!" John pulled his hand from between her legs so he wouldn't torment her anymore.

When they pulled into the driveway of their house Emily was still breathing hard and deep. As they walked in the house John took her in his arms and spoke softly to her. "From now on you don't take your birth control! Understand?"

"Yes daddy!"

"Good girl! Now get upstairs and get ready for me."

John walked into the kitchen to get a beer as Emily walked upstairs almost giggling as she went. John thought about what was about to happen as he pulled a bottle out of the fridge and popped the top. He was about to cross a line from which there was no return. He took a swig on his beer as he thought about it. "If I go upstairs, I know what I'm going to do. And there won't be any turning back." He said to himself leaning back on the kitchen counter. He took a long drink. Then began moving toward the stairs.

Emily was sitting on the edge of his bed waiting, wearing a sexy light blue teddy as John walked into his bedroom. He just stopped and stared at her. He had always thought she was an attractive young woman. Now he was seeing her as the seductive sexual creature that she really was. He could see the wet spots starting to form on the teddy.

"We need to talk!" John said exercising every ounce of self-control he had left. All he could think about was ripping the teddy off her body and taking her the way he would have taken her mother.

Emily looked at him in shocked disbelief. "What?! Now? These hurt so bad! I need some relief!"

John walked over to a chair in the corner and sat down. "Yes! Now!" He knew that if he touched her in anyway, he could throw "talking" out the window. The only thing that would talk from that point on would be his cock. It always did have a mind of its own. "We need to talk about this. About us. About what we're about to do. So no more of the little girl talk. This isn't role playing."

Emily sat in silence for a few seconds. "Alright dad! I suppose we should talk this out before we go any further. But be forewarned," she said with a grin. "I have a tendency to get a little bitchy when these melons of mine get engorged."

John chuckled. "Fair enough. But you be forewarned. I know how to handle a bitch! I did it for 22 years I was married to your mother." He took a deep breath and got serious. "Are you ready for the ramifications of what we're about to do?"

"What? You mean having sex? We've already done that."

John laughed as he remembered past history. "Well if you go by what a past President once said about one of his romps, we didn't have sex. I just got a good blowjob. That's technically not having sex."

Emily chuckled. "Mom always said you were full of shit. Now I see what she meant."

John laughed as he remembered the way he and Laura used to banter. "Watch it young lady! I have ways of punishing you that you'll never forget."

Emily's pussy throbbed at the thought of what he might do to her. "So what are you asking? Are you asking me if I'm ready to deal with the stigma of being in an incestuous relationship with my father? Are you asking me if I've thought through the ramifications of being bred by my father? Are you asking me if I've thought through how this will affect me for the rest of my life? Is that what you're asking?"

John couldn't help but laugh. "Well! Yeah! You pretty much summed up all the questions I had."

"Well I have thought through all that. I'm not an innocent little girl who has no idea what I'm doing, or is being brutalized by her father. I know what I want. I guess you could almost say I have been prepared for this moment."

John looked at her quizzically. "What do you mean you've been prepared for this moment?"

Emily gave him a sly smile. "Did you think mom and I were just close shopping buddies?" John's eyes widened as he listened. "Mom told me all about your sexual appetite. She also told me all about hers. The more she told me, the more I realized that's what I wanted."

John was in complete shock from what he was hearing. He had no idea Laura had talked to Emily about their sex life.

"As we opened up to each other I told her of some of my fantasies. That's when she decided that one day she was going to bring me into your playtimes so we could be just one big happy fucking family. She loved you very much you know. But she also loved me just as much. She thought it would be kinky fun to have the three of us play together."

John couldn't help buy laugh. "Why that conniving bitch! She was always scheming up something!"

It was Emily's turn to laugh. "Yep she was. She used to tell me. 'Your dad is my Master. But if I grab him by the balls in just the right way, I'm the one calling the shots."

John just sat there smiling as he thought about all the times he and Laura had spent in this bedroom. Then he remembered how she could yank his chain when she grabbed his cock in just the right way. "That bitch knew how to turn a man into jell-o."

"So to answer all my questions, which were your questions, I'm not just OK with all of this. I want all of this! To hell with societies norms! To hell with what they think!"

"Now you do sound like your mother! DAMN! Talk about deja-vu! I just had a flashback to your mother saying those exact words! Wow! This is freaky!"

Emily got up off the bed and walked across to floor and knelt between his legs with her hands resting on his thighs. "My question for you daddy is, are you ok with all of this? You're the one who might have to bear the stigma of being branded a pervert for molesting his daughter."

John leaned forward and cupped her engorged breasts with both hands. They were both rock hard. "I'm perfectly ok with all of this. You let me worry about what I'll have to deal with."

Emily looked up with longing in her eyes. "They hurt daddy!"

"Does my baby need to be milked?" John asked as he squeezed gently.

"UUGGHH!" Emily grunted from the mixture of pain and need. "Yes daddy! Your slut needs to be milked so bad!"

John sat back and stared at her sensuous body. "Take your teddy off baby! Daddy's going to take care of you." Emily stood and pulled her teddy over her head as she walked back to the bed. John stripped out of his clothes and climbed into bed, sitting with his back to the headboard, like he had earlier. This had always been his favorite position for nursing on his wife's tits, and now his baby girl's tits. Emily knelt on the bed next to him awaiting instructions.

John held out his arms. "Climb up here baby! Daddy's going to nurse on those tits for awhile."

Emily couldn't take her eyes off his rigid cock as she threw her leg over his body. She reached down and caressed it with great affection using both hands as she held herself up. John watched with great satisfaction, not just from the pleasure she was giving him, but knowing she was going to be filling his bed and life with all the love she was capable of giving him.

"Get up here baby! Daddy didn't have any dessert this evening"

Emily crawled up his torso as she straddled him, her engorged tits dripping on his stomach and chest as she set herself in position. "They're really full again daddy. They hurt." She said as she lifted and offered them to him. She gasped when John sucked one of her dripping nipples into his mouth and began nursing on it. The mixture of pain and relief mingled with the pleasure of being suckled by her dad sent Emily into euphoric haze. "Oh daddy! That feels so good!" She cooed. "Take my titties daddy! Suck my titties!"

John devoured her tits like a man possessed. As he nursed on one tit, his hand squeezed and milked the other, saturating his chest and then eventually hers with her milk. After a couple minutes he felt her pussy grazing up and down the length of his cock as her hips rocked back and forth. She began to whimper with need as the combination of his sucking on her tits and the rubbing of her pussy had its affect on her. "Oh daddy, your slut needs you."

He pulled off her tit and looked up at her. Her eyes were closed as she concentrated on the sensations coursing through her body. Her hair was hanging in her face, adding to her sensuality. "Do you need my cock inside you baby?" He asked as he milked both her tits in his hands.

Emily opened her eyes and bit her lip as she thought about what was about to happen. "I do daddy! Oh I do! But I'm scared!"

John reached up with his milk soaked hand and caressed her face tenderly. "Why you scared?"

"I've never had a cock inside me before daddy?"

The look of shock on John's face spoke volumes. "Are you a virgin baby?"

Emily giggled. "Yes and no daddy. I've had lots of things up me. Just never a cock. Eric wanted to fuck me once when we were dating. But then he thought about you and he couldn't do it." She giggled some more. "So he just fingered me real good."

John smirked. "If you ever see Eric again let him know I'll cut his hands off if he ever comes around you again." Emily giggled again. "So what have you had up you besides Eric's finger?"

Emily blushed as she thought about all the ways she had pleasured herself. "Well daddy I had a hair brush handle the first time. Then I tried the neck of a wine bottle. But my favorite was when you and mom went away for the weekend once. I found her dildo." She giggled.

John laughed. "Sounds like you've had a very busy cunt."

Emily ground her pussy into his lap. The head of his cock pushing at the entrance to her womb. "But I've never had anything as big as your cock daddy. It scares me." She looked at him and bit her lip. "But I want it daddy. I want your cock inside me. I want you inside me. I want you to breed me."

John pulled her to him and crushed her leaking breasts to his chest. He kissed her deeply as he held her tightly. "We're going to take our time baby. It may hurt for a little bit at first. But Daddy's not going to rush you. Now sit back!" Emily pushed herself off John's chest and sat up still straddling his lap. "Now lift up!" Emily raised herself up till her pussy was hovering over his stiff cock. John took his cock in hand and stood it up till the head was pointing at her pussy. "Now lower yourself baby slowly."

Emily lowered herself till the head of his cock was nestled just inside the opening to her womb. "OH DADDY!" She wailed.

"Does that hurt baby?"

"A little daddy! But it also feels so good!"

"You lower yourself at your own pace baby!"

Emily lowered herself till half his cock was inside her. She began to grunt from the pain of being stretched. "Daddy! Too big!" She panted. "Oh fuck that hurts!" She cried.

John marveled at how tight her pussy was. He had never felt anything like it. Even Laura's had never felt this tight.

Emily continued to pant as she tried to regain her composure. Soon the pain was slowly replaced with an overwhelming sense of being full. Her legs began to cramp as she held her position. Her fear of more pain kept her from lowering herself further. She slowly began to lower herself. The pain of being stretched felt like a hot iron was being shoved up her pussy. When she finally bottomed out on his cock she sat still for several minutes allowing the walls of her pussy to expand and adjust. Emily opened her eyes and stared at her dad as she began to slowly rotate her hips.

John smiled at her. "Feeling better now?"

Emily smiled back. "Uh-huh!" She grunted. The initial pain of being stretched was now replaced with the glorious feeling of his cock filling her and giving her sensations she had never experienced before. "Fuck me daddy! Fuck me good!"

John decided to taunt her the way he used to taunt Laura. "You need it baby?"

"Uh-huh! You know I do daddy! I need you to fuck me hard!" Emily grunted again as the pleasure continued to increase in intensity.

"Well then you work that pussy like the slut you are now for daddy. I'm just going to sit here and suck on these big cow tits of yours." John pulled her chest into his face and began to devour her dripping tits.

Emily wailed with pleasure as the sensations of being fucked and having her tits nursed on collided. Her rocking back and forth on his cock exploded into a furious humping. She ground her pussy into his lap trying to get more of his cock inside her as she screamed in ecstasy. "OOOOHHHH! FUCK DADDY!" She had never felt anything so incredibly delicious in her life as her daddy held her tightly, sucking on her tit.

John kept his arms wrapped tightly around her with his mouth clamped on her tit. For a minute his mind went back to his love-making sessions with Laura. Emily was the reincarnation of her mother in everyway. The noises she made. The way her body responded to him. Even the things that she said and the way she said them. He began focusing all his thoughts on holding off his own orgasm for as long as possible. He knew there were going to be countless numbers of times they would enjoy each other's bodies and skills. But he wanted to make this first time last as long as possible and make it a memorable one for both of them.

John knew her orgasm was about to overwhelm her as she began to wail in a low guttural voice, but then hearing it build to an ear shattering scream. He knew exactly what would push her over the edge. One of the things that always pushed her mother over. He bit down hard on her already swollen nipple. Not hard enough to break skin, but hard enough to send a new wave of sensations coursing through her body like an electrical shock. Laura had always liked it when he did that to her. She had told him it gave her that sensation that she was being dominated by him, something she had craved.

Emily threw her head back and screamed as her orgasm slammed into her. Her body convulsed and every muscle in her body spasmed as wave after wave of orgasmic pleasure washed over her. She wrapped her arms around John's head and pulled him into her chest with such force he had difficulty breathing.

John's cock exploded inside her spasming womb. His grunts coming with each ejaculation. His cock felt like it was on fire as he shot his load inside her. Her body was now going to be the receptacle for his seed as often as he could fill it. He had gone long enough since Laura's death without experiencing the joy of emptying himself inside a lover. HIs seed filled her body till it began to ooze out of her canal and down the length of his shaft.

Emily held his face buried against her heaving chest as she rode his cock. "Fill me daddy! Fuck your slut and fill me with your seed!" Her body shuddered almost uncontrollably as she descended from her own orgasm while at the same time responding to John's body. The feeling of his cock inside her made her feel complete in a way she had never felt before. She knew at that moment this is what she'd always needed and craved.

The two lovers held each other tightly as they rocked back and forth, the intensity of their orgasms giving way to the euphoria of total satisfaction. Emily pushed off his chest until she was looking down at him smiling, her hair hanging in her face. John looked up and saw the same look he'd seen so many times before. Except this was his beautiful daughter. "I love you Em!" He moaned with satisfaction.

Emily smiled contentedly. "I love you daddy! I don't think this time will get me pregnant! But it sure was great practice!" She giggled.

"So let's practice some more!" John pulled her chest back into his face sucking one of her swollen nipples into his mouth. Emily squealed as he bit down softly on it. His mouth filled with her milk as he suckled it like a baby. Then he pulled off and looked up at her. "What you'll soon discover, if you haven't already figured it out, is that I can't ever get enough of these cow tits." He squeezed her tits together and began to milk them. His fingers dug into her milk sacks forcing her sweet nectar to squirt all over his face and chest. Emily watched and once again became aroused as he milked her like the cow she was going to become for him.

"Oh FUCK Daddy!" She moaned as she began to grind her pussy into his lap again. "Those are your cow tits Daddy! You do whatever you want with them!" John squeezed her juggs with such force he thought he'd hear her scream in pain. The response he got was music to his ears. "EEEEEAAAAAHHHHHH! FUCK DADDY!" She screamed looking down at him. John saw the longing in her eyes. The pure animal lust of a bitch in heat. The need of a woman who desperately needed to be owned and possessed. He'd seen that look before and knew exactly what she needed. Her need was more than just sexual.

"You're mine now!" He said through gritted teeth, his lust taking control of his abuse of her tits. The more he squeezed and mauled them, the more it seemed as though she needed it. "No more of this Daddy/daughter role playing shit! You're mine in every way!"

Emily stuck her lower lip out, like she was pouting. "But you're still my daddy! What am I supposed to call you?"

John burst out laughing as he threw her over to his side and rolled her on her stomach. "You bitch! You are so much like your mother!" He began to spank her ass, taking Emily completely by surprise. 

 Emily squealed as his playful spanking began to tingle. She couldn't help but laugh as she protested. "Daddy why are you spanking me? Have I been a bad girl?" They both laughed as he continued to spank her ass.

"Your mother would do this exact same thing to me every time I tried to get serious. She'd play this little girl routine." John spanked her a couple more times as Emily squirmed laying across his lap. "You know how I shut her up?"

Emily continued to laugh as John played with her ass in between swats. "How daddy? How did you shut mom up?"

He rolled her off his lap and onto her back. Then he straddled her face, facing her body. "I shoved this in her mouth." He laid his semi-hard cock on her lips and pushed it into her mouth. Emily purred like a contented kitten as John slid his cock into her mouth and began a steady fucking of it. "That's it baby! You suck daddy's cock like a good slut. Daddy just emptied his load inside your pussy! You know what that means don't you baby?" Emily just shook her head as it stayed pinned between his legs and her mouth stayed full of his cock. "It means daddy is going to last for a long time!" John chuckled as he reached down and began to maul her tits again. No matter how much milk he drained from her tits, the supply never seemed to end.

John settled into a steady fucking of her face. Emily's only response was a steady humming as her mouth and throat remained full. It wasn't long before her face was covered in her saliva as she gurgled and slurped through her relentless face fucking. John pulled out occasionally giving her the chance to swallow. But he was enjoying her oral skills too much to give her too much of a respite. After about fifteen minutes of fucking her mouth he decided to up the ante a little. He dropped down on her body and shoved his face between her legs. He could smell his own cum still oozing from her pussy. He locked his mouth on her clit and began to suck and lick it just how he knew would drive his baby crazy.

Emily squealed with her mouth stuffed with his cock, while her body arched up and off the bed. Every nerve in her body seemed to end at her clit as John sucked on it and licked it using the end of his tongue. Every muscle seemed to spasm simultaneously. The sensations were so intense she'd forgotten she had a cock shoved in her mouth. Her universe was collapsing into this one sensation that her daddy was driving her body towards. This sensation that was so delicious and intense she could think of nothing else as he pushed her towards an earth shaking orgasm. She wanted to be free to be able to move, to respond, to scream her approval. But John kept her pinned to the bed with his body, and her mouth stuffed full of his cock.

Her body began to shake with a violence she'd never felt before. This wasn't just an orgasm. This was her daddy giving her more pleasure than she'd ever thought possible. This was her daddy displaying his ownership of her. This was her daddy loving her. Tears began to stream down the sides of her face as the emotions of the moment overwhelmed her. Her body bucked up and off the bed as she tried to shove more of her pussy into his mouth. John just held on tightly controlling her every move and response.

Her body finally collapsed on the bed, exhausted and spent. John waited a few minutes, as he lovingly licked and sucked her clit, before he instructed her. "Start sucking again baby! It's daddy's turn!" Emily did as she was told, even though she wanted to lay there and enjoy the afterglow of one of the most powerful orgasms she'd ever had. "That's it baby! Daddy's real close!" Feeling and hearing Emily's orgasm had pushed John to the brink of climax. He had always found watching and hearing a woman being pleasured one of the biggest turn-ons. He'd always thought the noises a woman makes when she's climaxing some of the most erotic noises on earth.

John held off for as long as he could, savoring every thrust of his cock into her eagerly sucking mouth. His baby was just like her mother. "UGH! UGH! UGH!" He grunted as his cock spewed his seed down her throat. "OH FUCK!" His body shuddered as he rode her mouth throughout his climax.

Collapsing on the bed next to Emily, he laid there trying to catch his breath as Emily did the same. "Get up here!" He sighed to her as he caressed her leg. Emily curled around and laid next to him, draping her arm over his body as she laid her head on his chest. John wrapped one arm around her shoulder and held her tight as he caressed and fondled her breast with the other one. "I'm sorry I keep comparing you to your mom." He mumbled. "That's not fair to you."

Emily ran her hand up and down his stomach, scratching lightly from his chest down to his now deflated cock. "That's ok daddy! I know how much you two loved each other! You're all mom talked about whenever we talked about sex! She loved you crazy!"

John smiled staring up at the ceiling. "I loved her crazy too!" He thought for a few seconds. "Now I'm going to love you crazy!"

Emily lifted herself off his chest and looked at him smiling. "I love you too daddy! I'll be whatever you want me to be!"

"You just be yourself baby! That's what I want."

"Then I think you're going to be a very happy daddy!" Emily giggled. 

 ------X------ 

 Emily was leaning over the kitchen sink, her breasts dripping like two broken faucets, when John walked in the kitchen through the garage door. She looked over her shoulder at him as he laid his briefcase on the kitchen counter. John could see the discomfort on her face. "You ok baby?"

"No daddy! My tits are killing me they hurt so bad! But I did as you told me! I waited for you to come home from work!"

John walked up behind her, wrapped his arms around her and cupped both her breasts. Her breasts felt like two huge rocks that had skin wrapped over them, they were so engorged. It had been almost a week since they'd began their incestuous relationship. John had been milking her several times each day, which only caused her milk production to increase. Emily moaned in pain as he began to massage her engorged mammaries. Emily hung her head and whimpered. "They hurt so bad daddy!"

"I'm sorry baby! That was selfish of me to tell you to wait for me to get home from work!" Her milk streamed down his hands flowing into the sink. He massaged her breasts for several minutes, draining them into the sink, before Emily's discomfort was replaced by the pleasure of being taken care of.

"Thank you daddy! That's feeling much better," Emily sighed. "How was your day?" She asked still leaning over the sink. She felt the bulge in his pants growing in the crack of her ass.

"It was alright baby. Nothing special. I'll never ask you to wait for me again to come home. I forgot how fast your mother's tits used to fill-up."

"That's ok daddy!" She giggled. "I think you milked them so much over the weekend, they got used to being drained several times each day." She finally stood up, grinding her ass into his hardening cock as she wrapped her arm around her head to grab him by his head. John pulled her into his body squeezing her tits with greater force. Within a few minutes her fluids were running down her chest, over her stomach and soaking into her jeans and panties.

"Oh daddy! That feels so good!" She cooed. "No matter how many times you do this, it always turns me on! Don't stop!" As John continued to squeeze her right breast, milking it like she was a cow, he ran his left hand up and down her milk soaked stomach. "Take me daddy! Please!" She moaned.

"Unbuckle your jeans baby!" John whispered in her ear, and then began to nibble on it.

Emily gasped as he sucked her ear into his mouth and began to lick it with the tip of his tongue. She quickly unsnapped her jeans and pushed them down as far as she could. John ran his milk soaked hand down her smooth skin till he was cupping her smooth pussy. Emily cried out as John began to play with her clit. "OOOOHHHH DADDY!" Emily's legs almost gave out from the sensations coursing through her body as John rubbed her clit in a circular motion. "Don't stop daddy! Don't stop!" She panted, her body building towards climax.

"Do you need to cum baby?" John whispered in her ear.

"Yes daddy!" She groaned. "Your dirty little slut needs to cum so bad! Make me cum daddy! PLEASE MAKE ME CUM!" She almost shouted.

John curled two fingers inside her gushing pussy and almost lifted her off the floor as he rubbed her pussy and tit. The sloshing noises of her pussy being finger fucked filled the kitchen. John played with her body the way he used to play with Laura's. He knew it was wrong to continually being comparing the two of them. But they were so much alike in their personalities, cravings, needs and responses to his touch, he couldn't help but continually see her mother in Emily. He knew his love and lust for Emily was going to consume him the way it had for her mother.

"I'M CUMMING DADDY!!! CUMMMING!!" Emily screamed. Her body shook and convulsed as he held her upright with his right hand mauling her chest, while his left hand played with her pussy. Her scream gradually gave way to guttural noises John had never heard come from a woman before. John chuckled to himself as he thought about videoing this sometime and then playing it back to her. As much as he was enjoying all of this, he knew Emily would be humiliated by seeing how she lost control as her daddy was playing with her. Not that her humiliation was anything that concerned him. John had a feeling she was just like her mother in that regard too. Laura was drawn to humiliation and pain from John like a moth to the flame. It always seemed the more he drove her sexually and psychologically, the more she craved it. He would have to test Emily's limits.

Emily bucked and shook in his arms as her orgasm took control of her body. John held her tightly, enjoying her orgasm almost as much as Emily was. Every tremor and convulsion of her body only served to feed his lust and desire for her. John dug his fingers into her chest and pussy as he growled in her ear. "You're mine Em! Mine! The way your mother belonged to me, now you belong to me! You're my slut and whore! And I'm not letting you go anywhere!"

Emily groaned her approval as her daddy voiced his ownership of her. "I'm your slut daddy! Your slut! Oh daddy! Fuck your slut daddy! Fuck me! I need your cock inside me!" She moaned as she ground her ass into his hardening cock.

"You ready to get fucked baby?"

"Yes daddy! Yes!" Emily groaned.

John released her. Emily almost collapsed on the floor, her legs were so weak. She turned in his arms and threw her arms around his neck to hold herself up. He stared down at her as she returned the stare. There was a primal look in her eyes. The look of a woman who needed more than just to be fucked. She needed to be bred. "I think I'm ovulating daddy." Her voice had a husky sound to it. "Breed me daddy. Fuck me and breed your slut!"

John just stared at her, overwhelmed with the intensity of his lust for her at that moment. He couldn't remember anything Laura had ever done that had fueled his lust and desires the way Emily was at this moment. "Get upstairs to our bed and get ready for me."

Emily steadied herself on the kitchen counter as she walked across the kitchen toward the stairs. John watched her walk out of the kitchen and up the stairs. She was a gorgeous creature. Her sensuality coupled with her sexual appetite only served to stoke his all-consuming lust for her. He walked over to the liquor cabinet and took his favorite bottle of scotch out and poured himself a double. He held his hand out. It was shaking. His stomach was one giant knot. 'What the hell is going on?' He thought to himself. 'I never reacted this way with Laura!'

He took a sip to help calm his nerves. Up till now it had been just talk. There was no turning back from what he was about to do. He downed the rest of his drink and walked upstairs.

Emily was sitting on the edge of the bed naked when he walked in the room. Her breasts were glistening from the moistness of her leaking milk. She looked so good, so delicious, so sensuous. He literally wanted to devour her to satisfy his insatiable hunger as he stared at her. John closed the bedroom door behind him without thinking. Why he did that as he thought about it later he had no idea. There was no one else in the house. Maybe it was his subconscious way of shutting out the world and hiding what he was about to do.

John undressed without taking his eyes off her for a second, throwing his clothes on the floor one piece at a time. He then walked over and stood directly in front of her. Emily reached out with both hands and grasped his cock. One hand cupped his balls as the other lovingly stroked his hard shaft. Neither said a word as they stared at each other. Nothing needed to be said between them. Both knew what they wanted. Both knew what they were about to do.

John reached for her head with one hand and gently guided it to his throbbing erection. He needed no help in getting ready to fill her womb with his cock and then his seed. He just wanted to feel the sensations of her warm mouth wrapped around his manhood, and watch her as she submitted to him. The eroticism and feeling of dominance that came every time she took him into her mouth, every time he fucked her face and used her for his pleasure, every time he watched her swallow his load, it never got old or boring. But he wasn't going to shoot his load down her throat this time.

Emily slipped off the bed and onto her knees as she sucked his cock into her mouth. Her head bobbed up and down several times as she lovingly sucked on his manhood. She looked up at him, her mouth full. John stroked her head saying nothing. She was her mother's daughter. She pulled off his cock and looked up at him, a string of saliva running down her chin. "Breed me daddy! I need to feel you inside me!"

"Lay down on the bed baby!"

Emily climbed up on the bed and lay on her back, legs spread wide as she offered herself to him for his taking. John crawled up and knelt between her legs. He lifted her right leg and laid her ankle on his shoulder. He then took his cock in hand and began to stroke her swollen clit with its head. Emily's back arched up and off the bed as she squealed from the sensations that shot through her body like and electrical shock. "EEEEAAAAAAHHHHH! PLEASE DON'T TEASE ME DADDY!" John continued to torment her clit with the head of his cock. Emily began to sob and gasp for air as the emotions and sensations being forced on her overwhelmed her.

"What's rule #1 baby?" John asked as he continued to stroke her.

Emily opened her eyes and looked up at him, tears streaming down the sides of her face. "I'm your slut daddy, and you can do whatever you damn well please with your slut."

John chuckled. That was exactly how he had said it. "Good girl!" He then dropped her leg from his shoulder and crawled up her body, hovering over her, propped up with both arms, his face inches from hers. "I'm going to take you now the way I took your mother when I bred her with you." He leaned his weight onto his left hand and arm as he reached between them and took hold of his cock. He laid the head at the entrance to her womb. She gasped as he pushed just hard enough to insert the head of his cock in her. He had fucked her enough since they'd began their relationship that she was adequately stretched now to take his manhood. Yet she was still tight. A quality John hoped she'd never lose.

The two lovers stared at each other as John slowly slid his cock into her. Emily's mouth opened. But the only sound she made was a gasp of pleasure as his hard meat filled her womb. John stayed perfectly still after he'd shoved his cock inside her all the way. Emily began to squirm trying to get more of his shaft inside her.

"Lay still!" John said sternly. He had every intention of making this last as long as he could.

Emily whimpered. "But daddy! I need your cock! I need to be fucked so bad!"

"I said lay still!" John hovered over her as his cock lay buried inside her warm, soft womb. He couldn't decide what he liked more. The feeling of her pussy wrapped around his cock, or the feeling of her mouth. Then he thought, 'Who the hell cares! I've got them both! I don't have to make a choice!'

He began a slow and steady pumping of his hips, driving his rod in and out of her body. Emily squealed with delight. "Yes daddy! Fuck me! Fuck me good!" John continued to stare down at her not saying a word. "You're going to make me cum again daddy! Oh daddy make me cum!"

"Cum for me baby! Cum for daddy!" He grunted as he felt his own orgasm building.

Emily lifted her legs and wrapped them around the small of his back. John began to pile drive his cock in and out of her spasming womb. He felt her body tense as she approached that moment when her body would explode. Emily stared up at him as her orgasm slammed into her. She wanted to close them and get lost in those exquisite sensations, but she couldn't break the stare each held on the other. She opened her mouth as a low guttural scream came out that slowly built to an ear shattering scream. Her body convulsed and shook under his, her legs squeezing his torso in a vice grip.

John couldn't hold off any longer. With a huge grunt he began to pump his seed into her womb, grunting with each spasm and ejaculation. The two lovers never taking their eyes off the other as they rode the other through their orgasm. John's cock felt like it was on fire as he drove it in and out of her, pumping his seed in her. Emily wrapped her hands around his biceps and dug her fingernails into them as her body shook from the pounding she was being given.

John collapsed on her body. Emily wrapped her arms around his neck and held him tight as the two lovers lay silent, except for the sounds of their panting. After several minutes John rolled off to her side, rolling her onto her side so they were facing each other. He began to caress her face and breasts with his free hand. They began to kiss gently, softly like two lovers. He cupped her breast and lifted it, lowering his head till he could suck on it. Emily groaned with satisfaction as she ran her fingers through his hair. He nursed on her breast for several minutes before Emily spoke above the slurping noises.

"Think that one will get me pregnant?"

John pulled off her breast and looked at her smiling. "Maybe. But if not we'll keep trying. I'm going to breed you baby. Count on it!" He then lowered his head again and resumed nursing at her breast. After several minutes they rolled over and switched sides so he could nurse on her other breast. All the while fingering her pussy through several more lesser orgasms. Emily's body was humming like never before when John finally rolled out of bed. "Stay in bed! On your back!" He said smiling as he stroked her tit. "Give all those little swimmers a chance to crack an egg." He grabbed his phone from his pants on the floor. As he turned around to walk back to the bed he saw that Emily had changed positions. She was still on her back. But now her head was hanging over the edge of the bed facing him..

"What are you doing?" John laughed.

"You told me to stay on my back in bed. I am." Emily giggled being in a more playful mood now.

"Well are you hungry? I was going to order some Chinese."

Emily reached for him as he stepped closer. She grabbed his cock and balls and pulled him closer. "Yep. That sounds good. I'm hungry."

John stepped forward feeling like a lamb being led to the slaughter till his nut sack was directly over her face. He just looked down in amazement as she sucked the underside of his sack into her mouth and bathed it with her tongue. "You're as fucking insatiable as your mother!"

"Yep! That's me!" She said pulling off his balls with a slurping noise.

"I swear I could fuck that woman all day and she'd still want more before bedtime."

Another slurping noise as she pulled off his sack again. "Yep! That's me!"

John called in his order as he stood there, his balls being sucked on and his cock stroked as he spoke. He reached down and grabbed one of her leaking tits, squeezing it till Emily moaned with a mouthful of his flesh. John smiled as remembered the many times he had done something similar with Laura. There had even been times he had conducted business over the phone as Laura knelt between his legs sucking on his cock like the hungry slut she was. As much as he missed her, he had no doubt Emily was going to step into that void and keep him a very satisfied man.

He ended the call and threw the phone on the bed. He bent over and began mauling her tits with both hands as she continued to bathe his manhood with her mouth. He ground his sack into her mouth as he rotated his hips in a circular motion. He marveled at her oral skills as she slowly brought his cock back to life. "Are you sure you want to keep doing this?" He groaned as he was practically sitting on her face.

"Uuuhhh!" Was the only response she could make with a mouthful of scrotum.

John laughed. "I'll take that as a yes! Your mother enjoyed a good throat fucking occasionally." He reflected for a moment. "That woman really loved it rough!" He looked down as he squeezed her tits again. "We'll see how much you enjoy it."

Emily worked his cock with her hands and mouth loving every minute of it. Every groan or word of approval from her daddy just spurred her on to want to please him more. She really was her mother's daughter. There had been times Laura had gotten off as much on pleasing her man as anything he could have done to her. Emily was no different. She couldn't please him enough. 'Bring it on daddy!' She thought to herself.

John knew this would take awhile. He wasn't the young buck he used to be. Turn around time took a little longer these days. He chuckled to himself. But he was ok with that. He had no place to go, and his baby was doing a great job of pleasing him. Plus he was enjoying playing with her milk soaked tits. He began to wonder if he was going to be able to keep up with her. He remembered how voracious and insatiable Laura's appetite had been. He might have to bring in some backup from time to time, as he had with Laura.

After about twenty minutes his rod was nice and stiff again. "OK baby! You ready for your first throat fucking from daddy?" He asked as he pulled his balls from her mouth with a popping noise.

Emily gasped for breath. "Bring it!" She opened her mouth with the eagerness of slut wanting to please.

John laid the head of his cock on her lips and rubbed her lips and chin with it as he watched her reaction. He smiled as he watched her chase his cock with her mouth trying to devour it. "Mmmm! My baby is a cock hungry slut! Just like her mama!"

Emily was almost giddy hearing her daddy praise her. She was a pleaser. She knew her greatest satisfaction now would come from pleasing her daddy and lover. She grabbed his cock with her hand and held it over her upturned mouth, then began to flick the underside of it where the head meets the shaft. She remembered being told that's where her dad loved to be pleasured. John's gasp told her all she needed to know.

John leaned down just enough to grab both her tits. He mauled them as she teased his cock with the tip of her tongue. He thought every nerve in his body must end right there under the helmet of his cock. After several minutes of enjoying her talented tongue, "Open your mouth!" John slid his cock slowly and completely as he felt Emily's body tense as his cock invaded her throat. He felt her nose touch his nut sack as he bottomed out.

John stood still for several minutes reveling in the feeling of her mouth and throat engulfing his cock as her chest heaved in his hands. She was no longer his daughter. She was a creature to be fucked and enjoyed at his whim. He pulled out slowly, savoring every sensation as her teeth and lips slid along the length of his shaft. Then with the same slowness he shoved his cock back into her. Back and forth, in and out, he began a slow fucking of her mouth. His pace picked up as he felt his body building to that point of blessed release.

Emily was unable to swallow because of his unrelenting fucking of her mouth and throat. As a result her saliva began to ooze out the sides of her mouth, around his cock, and down her face, covering her eyes and dripping into her hair. At one point John tried to pull out of her mouth. But she wrapped her arms around his ass and pulled him back into her oral fuck hole. She was his for the using, and she didn't want him to doubt it for a second. Emily used her tongue as best she could on his cock as it plowed in and out of her mouth.

John felt his orgasm building as he pumped his cock in and out of her mouth like a pile driver. His grunts filled the room as the sweat began to drip from his face. There was nothing gentle or tender in the way John was taking his baby girl. He was using her as his fucking slut, and that wouldn't end till his lust had been satisfied. After several minutes of riding her mouth and throat he felt his body approaching that glorious precipice. He pulled out of her mouth and with one final "I own your mouth" shove he rammed his cock into her mouth and throat, and began to grunt as his cock shot blast after blast of his seed down her throat. "UGH! UGH! UGH!" His hands mauled and squeezed her tits like they were two giant lumps of dough. John rode her mouth till he had emptied himself. 

 Emily swallowed as best she could, but found it difficult with the head of his cock lodged in her throat. What she didn't swallow made its way out the sides of her mouth and ran down her face into her eyes and hair.

His orgasm subsided, John pulled out of her mouth and spun around to sit on the edge of the bed next to Emily. He looked down at her as she wiped his cum off her cheeks and face with her fingers, feeding it into her mouth. John just shook his head. "You're as incredible as your mother was! She used to clean herself like a cat when we were done making love."

Emily giggled. "Is that what you call what you just did to me? Making love?"

John laughed. "You bitch! You know what I meant!"

"Yeah! I know what you meant! Can I make a request for next time?"

John reached over and stroked her tit as she lay on her back. "Anything! What is it?"

"Could you make it a little rougher next time?"

John's eyes shot open with amazement. "You want it rougher?"

She smiled. "Just a little!"

"Consider it done! Anything else baby?"

Emily thought for a few seconds. "Yeah! But we can talk about that later."

------X------ 

Emily sat on the couch overwhelmed with the full spectrum of emotions. It had been three weeks since the first time her dad had tried to intentionally impregnate her. Since that day he had taken her at least once every day, most days twice, and filled her with his seed. Now she sat on the couch with the positive test results in her hand. Her head spinning from both the exhilaration of being pregnant and the uncertainty of what the future would look like. The excitement of the fantasy Emily and her dad had shared of her being bred by him was now replaced by the reality of the accomplished deed. How would they raise this little one? What would they tell people? Her thoughts so consumed her that she didn't hear John come in the back door.

John walked in the living room and sat his briefcase on one of the chairs, then sat down on the couch next to Emily. Emily looked up at him and gave him a weak smile as she held up the test strip for him to see.

John's grin stretched from ear to ear when it registered in his brain what he was seeing. He wrapped his arm around Emily's shoulders and pulled her into his chest, hugging her. He lifted her head up by her chin to look at him. "My baby is pregnant! Aren't you excited baby? That's what you wanted! Right?"

Emily pushed off his chest and sat up, turning to face him, tucking her left leg under her right. John noticed for the first time the front of her shirt was soaked from her milk soaking through. "I am excited daddy! I don't know how to explain it. I'm both excited and scared." She looked at him with a longing in her eyes. She just needed to hear from her daddy that everything was going to be alright.

John reached out and cupped her face with his hand. He stroked her cheek with his thumb as he stared at her. "You don't have anything to be scared of baby." He said softly. "Daddy's going to take care of you and our baby. I've already thought through some of the things we'll have to deal with. I've been talking with your Aunt Lena. She's going to help us as much as she can."

"Aunt Lena? How long have you been talking with her about us?"

"I've been talking with your mom's sister on a regular basis since your mom died. I think we both needed someone to talk to. I haven't told her anything about us yet. But I know she's someone we can trust not to be judgmental. Plus her medical background will help." John chuckled as he reflected on the past. "Lena and your mother used to talk about our sex life all the time. I swear, there are times I think sex was the only thing that woman thought about." John got serious again. "What else are you scared about?"

Emily shrugged. "I don't know. Lots of things. People. This." She said as she rubbed her belly.

"What about that?" John asked concerned.

Emily hesitated. "Are you still going to love me when I'm fat?"

John sat there dumbfounded. He'd heard those same words from Laura over 22 years before, almost word for word. He took her face in both hands and held her tenderly. "Baby, I'm always going to love you. The size of your belly won't change that. Especially when that belly is carrying our baby. So don't ever doubt my love for you baby."

"OK daddy!"

"Good girl! As far as people are concerned, we'll deal with them as they come." John paused. "What else is bothering you?"

"Nothing! That was all! I'm sorry daddy! I guess the reality of being bred by you hit me all of a sudden when I saw the positive test results. Reality hit me like a ton of bricks."

"Are you sorry we did this now?"

Emily's eyes shot open. "Oh no daddy! Not at all! It's just that . . . ." She searched for the words to describe her emotional turmoil.

John stroked her face again. "It's ok baby! I understand!"

Emily smiled again weakly at him. "Know what else daddy?"

"What?"

"I think I inherited mom's sex drive!"

John threw his head back and laughed. "I think you did too!"

"I mean, that's all I think about during the day. I try not to. But the harder I try, the more my brain comes back to it. I hate it daddy! I really do sometimes!"

John's hands slid down her throat and across her shoulder blades. He began to unbutton her shirt. "Why don't I milk these tits of yours and see what happens."

"You know exactly what's going to happen!" Emily smirked as she sat there passively while her blouse and bra were removed.

John chuckled. "Yes I do! Which is what I enjoy the most. Feeling your body responding. I don't think I'll ever get tired of that." He slid her blouse and bra off her shoulders, then was about to have her straddle his lap when he changed his mind. "Stand up baby and take the rest of your clothes off."

Emily stood and began to unsnap her jeans with a seductive smile on her face. As she slid her jeans and panties down her thighs, she slowly bent over jiggling her tits as she got lower. She loved putting on a show for her dad. She loved that look of lust in his eye as he watched her, knowing he wanted her and anticipating what he was going to do to her. A drop of milk fell from each nipple as her engorged mammaries hung from her chest. Without being told Emily dropped to her knees between his legs and reached for his belt.

John knew exactly how he wanted this to playout. But he figured why fight the inevitable. He unbuttoned, and then removed his shirt as Emily tugged his pants and shorts down his legs and off along with his shoes and socks. She then sat back on her legs and stared at his swelling erection, mesmerized by its size and beauty.

She cupped his balls in her left hand and gently kneaded them as she caressed the length of his shaft with her right. John moaned his approval as she almost worshipfully brought his manhood to full erection. She then traced the vein that ran the length of his shaft with the tip of her finger. Their eyes met. They smiled at each other, not saying a word. No words were needed between the two lovers. Emily dipped her head and began to lightly and lovingly kiss his shaft all over. Her tongue snaking out and flicking the area just under the helmet of his cock. John gasped with pleasure. She knew how much he enjoyed it when she did that to him. She was about to devour his cock and suck him dry when he stopped her.

John grabbed her head and pulled her off his cock. He chuckled again, knowing this was part of the game they liked to play. The game of who's really in control. "There will be time enough for that later." He said, holding her head firmly.

Emily showed him her best pouting face. "But daddy! Don't you want me to suck it and make you feel good?" She tried to drop her head so she could swallow his cock. But John held her tightly.

"Get up here!" Emily stood up and kneeled on the couch, straddling John's lap. "You can empty my cock after I've emptied these." He pulled her left breast into his mouth, and he began to hungrily suck on it. Emily squealed with delight as she felt his teeth and lips lock onto her sensitive tit flesh and begin to drain her. She instinctively began to grind her hips in a circular motion trying to find his cock so she could sit on it. John pulled off her tit just long enough to tell her to stop. "Sit still! I don't want you moving until I give you permission. You are to sit perfectly still! Do you understand?"

Emily moaned in resignation. "Yes sir!"

John returned to sucking on her tit, pulling her body tightly into his. He wrapped both arms around her body, holding her tight with his left arm, while his right hand worked its way up between her legs to find her pussy gushing with her juices. He ran his middle finger over the length of her gash causing her to whimper with need. She wrapped her arms around his head and pulled him into her chest. "Oh daddy! Please let me move! I have to move!"

John mumbled a "No" as his face stayed buried in her chest. He slowly shoved his middle finger inside her pussy and felt the walls of her womb. Emily cried out as her body shook from need. "Oh please don't! Now you're being mean!"

John laughed with a mouthful of tit flesh. He savored every mouthful of her sweet milk he gulped down. His finger driving her insane with need. He finally pulled his soaked finger from her gushing pussy and felt for the rosebud of her ass.

Emily's body tensed as she felt his finger slip into her ass up to the first knuckle. She grunted and lurched forward. A natural reaction as the pressure in her rectum increased. "UGH! Daddy! What are you doing?" She gasped.

John held her tight, pulling off her one tit and preparing to drain her other one. "You know what I'm doing." He said before latching onto her other tit to begin draining it.

Emily knew exactly what he was doing. John was doing what he had been doing since they began their sexual relationship. He was taking her however it pleased him. Emily knew it would just be a matter of time before he began playing with her ass. Her mom had told her in one of their many discussions how much her dad enjoyed playing with her ass. Emily grunted as she felt his finger slide in deeper. She wrapped her arms around John's head and pulled him into her chest tighter as the burning sensation in her ass intensified.

John drank in her sweet milk, savoring every mouthful as he worked his finger inside her ass as deep as it would go. He felt her hips begin to grind back and forth as though she was trying to get his finger deeper inside her rectum. He knew she was just like her mother when he heard her grunts slowly turn into moans of need as he worked her ass and tits. Emily's physical and verbal responses to his manipulations of her body just spurred John on to take her harder.

"Oh Daddy!" Emily whimpered, almost crying. "I love you! I love what you do to me!" The sensations racing through her body overwhelmed her emotionally. "I love you Daddy! I love you! Please don't ever stop loving me!"

Emily's plea brought John's assault on her body to a stop, he was so shocked by fear and insecurity in her voice. He pulled off her tit and looked up at her. Emily's hair cascaded around her face as she opened her eyes and looked down at her lover and dad. "I'll never stop loving you baby. I've always loved you, and I'll never stop loving you. You're carrying our baby now. That means that not only are you my baby, but you're carrying my baby. You're not just my daughter anymore. You're my lover now. Understand?"

Emily nodded her head. "I understand Daddy." She hesitated before she continued. "But I don't want to be just your lover. I need more than that." She stammered not knowing how to explain her need. "I don't know how to describe it."

John cut her off knowing exactly what she was talking about. She was EXACTLY like her mother. "Did you think I was joking when I said I know exactly what you need baby?" He began a slow fucking of her ass with his finger as he spoke. Emily gasped with sensation of his finger plunging in and out of her. John almost began to tell her how much she was like her mother, then he caught himself again. 'I'm not going to continue to throw her mother in her face,' he thought. 'Laura is gone. Em is here. It's time to move on.'

"I know what you need baby. I know the depth of that need and just how I'll take care of it. Do you trust me baby?"

"You know I do Dad." Emily replied smiling.

John smiled back at her. "I thought so. Just checking. I'm going to begin to explore those deep needs of yours. Pushing you like you've never been pushed before."

"What about your needs?" Emily asked just as concerned about her dad.

"Don't you worry about my needs. You keep loving me as my baby and serving me as my slut and whore, and you'll take care of my needs."

Emily grinned as she ground her ass into his finger. "Mmmmmm! Then would you please take this slut!"

John returned to sucking on her tits, drinking in her sweet milk. After he'd drained them sufficiently enough to relieve her discomfort, he pushed her off his lap and down between his legs as he sat. "Now work my cock baby. Show me what a good slut you are." Emily attacked his cock with a renewed enthusiasm, sucking and salivating all over it. John grabbed a fistful of her hair and held her tight as he voiced his approval. "Mmmm! You do know how to please me! Good girl! You get that cock nice and lubed baby. Daddy's going to take that virgin ass of yours."

Emily's head was a blurr as it bobbed up and down on his cock. She reached under his nutsack and began to massage it gently. She knew how much he liked that.

Now it was John's turn to feel that longing that he'd had with Laura. Laura knew how to draw out the need within him to take her as hard and rough as she needed. John's cock was as hard as he'd ever experienced with Emily's mother. He pulled Emily's mouth off his cock, holding her tight by her hair. "Get up on the couch!" He commanded her. Emily obeyed as he directed her into a kneeling position on the couch. He then pushed her head down till it was laying on the couch with her ass sticking in the air.

Emily groaned, knowing what was coming. "Take my ass Daddy! Take your slut's ass!"

"I am baby!" John said as he laid the head of his cock on her small sphincter. He held her down with his left hand on the small of her back. He pushed the head of his cock into her ass till the head popped through. Emily grunted as the pressure built, and then gave out a squeal as the head of his cock invaded her ass. John held steady as he allowed her ass to adjust to his cock. He knew this just the first of many ass fuckings she was going to get. When he heard her breathing begin to calm he began to shove harder and further into her.

Emily gasped. The pain was so intense. It felt like he was shoving a hot iron up her ass. "Oh Daddy!"

"I know baby! It hurts! You'll get used to it! As a matter of fact you're going to begin to love it and crave it!" John continued shoving his cock in slowly and firmly. Emily was pinned between his invading cock and the couch. She couldn't have escaped his assault if she wanted to. When John's cock was completely inside her ass, he stopped moving and allowed her ass to adjust. As Emily's body adjusted slowly, John reached under her and began to massage her massive tits, milking them till she was dripping all over the couch.

"OH FUCK DADDY!" Emily cried out. "Would you please fuck this slut and give her what she needs?"

John grabbed her by her hips. "So be it!" He began a furious pounding of her ass, his cock pounding unrelenting as Emily wailed with a mixture of pain and pleasure. His cock felt like it was on fire as the friction of her rectal walls gripped his cock. He and Laura had had more intense fuck sessions than he could count. But nothing like what he was experiencing at the moment as he pounded Emily's ass. He reached for her head and grabbed a fistful of her hair, yanking her head back, and pulling her into his body as he took her ass for the first time.

Emily wailed in pleasure and pain. John smiled as the sweat began to roll off his face and body. She was just like her mother. He began to feel his balls churning. He knew if he didn't let up, he'd be shooting his load in a matter of seconds. He grunted, signaling his impending orgasm.

"Fuck your whore daddy! Fuck me good! Fill my ass with your seed! Oh daddy! Give it to me!" Emily was almost screaming with need.

"OH FUCK!" John grunted as his cock exploded inside her rectum. His seed felt like it was searing hot as it worked it's way up the length of his shaft and shot out of him. It filled her bowels and began to ooze out around his pounding cock. The added lubrication spurred John on to fuck her ass that much harder.

After several minutes of their bodies grunting and grinding together, John settled into a slow and much more gentle pace. "Are you ok?" he grunted as he continued to work her ass.

"Uh huh!" Emily grunted back, unable to speak.

John finally pulled out of her ass and fell back on the couch, exhausted and content. Emily stayed kneeling on the couch with her ass in the air, too tired and content to move. She didn't want the euphoric feeling she was experiencing to end. So she knelt still. "I know what you need." He said softly as he caressed her upturned ass. "I'm going to take my baby girl in ways she never imagined."

Emily started to laugh. "Oh daddy! You have no idea what I've imagined!"

John slapped her on the ass. "Get up and get dinner ready. You can tell me all about what goes on in that dirty mind of yours over dinner."

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