Thread: Family love (Caramella x Jack Stalker)

It had really started for Pierce Steward when he had seen how much his daughter, Kristen, looked like a younger version of his wife Famke . It was at about the same time that his insatiable lust finally brought his beloved to ruin, her body wrecked and exhausted, even more so when she was on her period or simply tired out from a heavy work schedule. At least that's what he told himself. Part of it was because Famke wanted to see her young daughter, Kristen, fucked by her husband... and who was he to complain? She was cut from the same twisted and depraved cloth as her mother as well, it seemed, since he hadn't needed to rape her or force her too hard spread her legs at all! Kristen was more than willing to submit to her father and he was more than twisted enough to grasp the chance to have two hot whores at his beck and call. Mother and daughter both bent and twisted to his whims, covering for each other when one was not in the mood or available, because he was always in the mood and his lust needed to be attended to. He was the head of the house, after all. Sure, his wife had experience, skill, a talent for certain things... but his daughter was young. She was tight, resilient, able to bounce back from brutal hard fuckings that his wife would have been ruined by. No, Kristen was the one for when he wanted some tight ass sucking on his cock, or for when he wanted to really go to town and spank an orgasm out of someone. His fucking had been so brutal and hard lately that he was sure that her brother Ian was starting to suspect something. The sounds from her room late at night, the looks and comments which passed between them all. However, he was not the sort to be sharing his tight little girl with anyone else, not if it could be avoided. Not yet. No, he was waiting for his wife to suggest something along those lines first, then he supposed he might entertain the idea. After all seeing Kristen get fucked, or having another cock stretching her open while he drove into her, wasn't completely unappealing, although one on one or shared with Famke would be far more entertaining of course. Today he was feeling particularly horny, and he knew that his wife wasn't going to be back until late, after finishing up at her office and heading out with a few girlfriends on one of their 'girly' nights. He wasn't sure where his son and Kristen's brother Ian was, and could care less. All he wanted was to find out that his little princess slut was in... and that she was ready to tend to her daddy after a long day at work. Lately she had been all he thought about, even when he was sneaking in a quickie with Famke, at the office where they worked. It was expected, of course, that he would be taking advantage of his wife, seeing as she worked under him at the modelling and cosmetics company that he ran. However, in recent weeks, a quick hand job or an opportunity to cum in her mouth only made him think about his daughter. He bathed in the sinful knowledge that he was fucking his own innocent looking daughter, and that no one else was aware of the taboo breaking and wretchedly wicked behaviour of the Steward family. Leaving the BMW in the drive he headed into their house, sporting a largish box under one arm as he fired off a final text before sipping his phone into the jacket pocket of his dark business suit and tossing the keys onto the table by the door. Kristen had grown up so fast and just in time to service his depraved and debauched needs. Now he was going to slake his insane lust and thirst for her juices and her flesh, it was time for her to welcome her daddy home. Striding in he caught sight of some movement in the kitchen, and was far from disappointed at what he found there. He paused in the doorway, a knowing smirk on his lips as he raped her from head to toe with his gaze. It drank in those rape me heels, her fuck me schoolgirl outfit and the way she had even tied off her hair. He toyed about having her get it shorn short, but now he was in two minds as he drank in the vision in front of him. Just like her mother, but younger, tighter, hotter. Already his cock was impossibly hard in his pants as he slid the box he had been carrying onto the island in the middle of the kitchen and walked towards her. he stopped a few feet away, allowing a smile to replace the smirk. I take it that your brother isn't around right now? he asked, loosening his tie and then lacing his fingers together to crack his knuckles, Because I very much doubt that you go to university dressed like that... which means that if you are dressed like every man's school girl fuck fantasy, then you want to be fucked. he continued, his smile vanishing into a more serious look as he stepped up behind her. His hands went to her thighs, then rose up to her waist, exposing her panties and her taut, firm young ass as they did so. Daddy's had a hard day, but he still found time to get you a present. Now I think you need to thank me for it... he hissed, keeping one hand on her waist he slid his right hand own between hre legs, stroking a line through her soaking panties which pushed them a little into the crease of her sodden cunt, splaying the folds of her quim apart as he felt the heat leaking through the flimsy fabric which was begging to be torn. ...Because we both know that you dressed like that in order to get your tight little cunt a proper fucking from me, don't we Kris? That is why you are dressed like a slut, isn't t? he slid a finger around the lace and drove it three knuckles deep into her hot wet slit, lifting at the same time to force her to teeter on her heels, moving forwards to push her against the counter she was bending over, forcing her mound up against the edge as he shifted to let her feel how hard he was, his cock throbbing through his pants against her ass cheeks as he ground slowly but forcefully into her. You're a sick, twisted little slut aren't you? And you want to fuck your daddy, don't you? Tell me, tell me just how much you want your daddy to punish you, for being such a naughty little slut, for teasing his cock like some schoolgirl whore. he voice was strained now, as he fought to control himself.