I have a bad daughter

She tricked me. I did not plan this at all!

I married this tiny Filipina beauty back in the day, her smooth brown skin, those dark almond eyes, and that petite frame that fit perfectly against me. We built a life together, and years later, she gave birth to our daughter, who grew up to be the spitting image of her mother—same delicate features, same slender body, same everything. It was uncanny how much she resembled her mom, especially now that she had just turned fifteen, all curves in the right places but still so small and innocent-looking.

One night, I came home late from work, exhausted and horny as hell. My wife had been distant lately, but I figured she'd be waiting for me like she sometimes did. The house was dark, and I stumbled into our bedroom, seeing a familiar silhouette under the sheets. She was facing away, her long black hair spilling over the pillow. Without a word, I stripped down, my cock already throbbing at the thought of sliding into her warmth. I climbed in behind her, pressing my body against that soft, familiar shape. She didn't say anything, just let out a little sigh as I reached around and cupped her small breast, feeling her nipple harden under my thumb.

I kissed her neck, grinding my hard dick against her ass. "Missed you, baby," I murmured, and she wiggled back against me, encouraging. She did not say anything just as she had been silent these past months. Not that I cared, I didn't think twice—pulled her panties aside and pushed into her pussy in one slow thrust. Fuck, she was wetter and tighter than I remembered, gripping me. "Mmmmh, you're so extra tight tonight," I groaned, starting to pump in and out, the slick heat making me lose my mind. She moaned softly, her body responding, clenching around me as I fucked her harder. I could feel her getting wetter, her breaths coming faster. It didn't take long before she shuddered, her pussy spasming as she came, soaking my cock. I kept going, pounding deeper, and she came again, her whole body trembling under me.

That pushed me over the edge. I buried myself balls-deep and unloaded, pumping rope after rope of cum into her. As I caught my breath, pulling out slowly, that's when she turned over. The dim light from the hallway hit her face, and my stomach dropped. It wasn't my wife. It was our daughter, her eyes wide, a sly smile playing on her lips, my seed leaking out between her thighs.

"What the fuck?" I stammered, scrambling back, my heart pounding. "How—why?"

She sat up, not covering herself, her small tits still flushed from the orgasms I'd given her. "Daddy, relax. Mom left this afternoon. She didn't tell you? Said she had to visit family or something. I heard you come in, and... I just wanted it. I broke up with my boyfriend last week. He was such a loser, couldn't even make me feel good. I needed some relief, and you... you felt amazing."

I stared at her, my mind reeling. She'd tricked me, pretending to be her mom in the dark. I'd said all those things—about how tight she was—without knowing it was my own daughter milking my cock, cumming twice on it. Rage and guilt twisted in my gut, but as she looked at me with those eyes just like her mother's, spreading her legs a little to show the mess I'd made, my dick betrayed me. It twitched, hardening again despite everything.

I tried to confront her, my voice shaking. "This is wrong. You're my daughter. We can't—"

But she crawled toward me on the bed, her hand reaching out to wrap around my shaft, stroking slowly. "Shh, Daddy. You liked it. I felt how hard you got, how you made me cum so good. Don't stop now." Her touch was electric, and before I could pull away, I was rock hard again, throbbing in her small fist.

Her small hand pumped my cock steadily, her fingers barely wrapping around my thickness, and I couldn't stop the groan that escaped my lips. As her mouth wrapped around it, I moaned in pleasure. The guilt was there, screaming in my head that this was my daughter, but my body didn't care. Her pussy had felt incredible earlier, tighter and wetter than I ever remembered with her mom, and now, seeing her like this—naked, legs parted, my cum still glistening on her inner thighs, her mouth sucking my dick—I was lost. "Fuck it," I muttered, grabbing her wrist to stop her stroking, but instead of pushing her away, I guided her head faster for a moment before flipping her onto her back.

She gasped, her dark eyes locking onto mine with that mix of innocence and mischief. "Daddy, yes," she whispered, spreading her legs wide, her shaved pussy lips puffy and slick from our first round. I knelt between her thighs, my cock jutting out hard and veined. I rubbed it up and down her slit, coating myself in the messy combination of her juices and my load from before. She was so small, her hips narrow, but her entrance winked at me, begging to be filled again.

I pressed the tip against her hole and pushed in slowly, inch by inch, watching her face contort in pleasure. "Oh, your pussy is perfect," I growled, sinking deeper. It gripped me immediately, those velvety walls hugging every ridge of my shaft like they were made for me. Tighter than her mom's ever been, even back when we were younger. I bottomed out, my balls resting against her ass, and held there, savoring the heat. "So fucking tight, baby girl. This little pussy of yours... it's mine.*

She moaned, arching her back, her small tits jiggling slightly as she wrapped her legs around my waist. I started thrusting, pulling out halfway and slamming back in, the wet slap of our bodies echoing in the room. Each stroke made her pussy clench, milking me rhythmically. I reached down, spreading her lips wider with my thumbs to watch myself disappear into her. The sight was obscene—my thick dick stretching her pink folds, her clit swollen and peeking out.

I fucked her harder, angling my hips to hit that spot deep inside that made her cry out. "That's it, take Daddy's cock." She bucked against me, her nails digging into my shoulders, and I felt her building again, her inner muscles fluttering. I leaned down, capturing one of her hard nipples in my mouth, sucking hard while I pounded relentlessly. The bed creaked under us, her moans turning into whimpers.

"Come on, cum on Daddy's dick," I urged, my thrusts turning erratic as my own release built. She shattered then, her pussy convulsing wildly around me, juices squirting out around my base as she screamed my name. I drove in deep one last time, flooding her with hot spurts of cum, painting her insides with my seed again.

I collapsed on top of her, both of us panting, my cock still twitching inside her overflowing pussy. She smiled up at me, tracing a finger along my jaw. "See, Daddy? We needed this." She said hoarsely. And damn if I didn't agree, already thinking about round three.