Thread: Family love (Caramella x Jack Stalker)

Kristin had always found her daddy to be an attractive man, it took her a long while to understand those feelings but they were certainly always there, she didn't truly begin to understand until she started dating in high school and no boy could live up to her expectations, they were always so nervous and were such push-overs she wanted a man, someone that could stand his ground even if it wasn't an easy option like the knights in the stories she was told when she was little or the tv shows she grew up with, It hadn't been until he at one point ripped into one of her boyfriends about his bad manners that she realised why none of them ever lived up to what she wanted from them, they were boys not men her father was THE man she idolized and looked to for protection and help. It had only been a couple of months after this realisation when daddy made his move, she had already by that point become infatuated with him she had begun to think about him when boys flowed into her mind even when her fingers started to drift toward her nethers the thoughts had only grown stronger over time so when he had decided to take her as his own, Kristin unknowing that her mother had even pushed daddy into doing it the only thing that stopped her was shock of what was fast becoming her most prominent fantasy suddenly becoming reality. On that night he made her a woman, his woman and there was no going back for her, her attention never slipped from him for even a moment. The rougher he got the more she seemed to respond, there were times where she screamed so loud she was sure the next town heard her sounds of pleasure and she was all but programmed now that whenever she heard the sound of his voice in that controlling tone she all but melted even when it was entirely unrelated to her or her mother in anyway. Hell even now as she simply heard him stop, knowing that his eyes were looking at her she began to shiver in delight, unable to hide her excitement from him despite her effort. N-no daddy I don't know where Ian is... Kristin once again tried her best to hide the desire in her voice but found herself unable to hide it all, she heard him crack his knuckles and let out a muffled moan, her hands even reaching to the table as she stayed, staring forward, still bent over and giving him a beautiful view. I-I don't know what you mean dad- Her voice breaking into a gasping moan, his large and powerful hands finding her thighs and rising quickly, his imposing stature casting a shadow over her and the wall, oh how wet she was getting already exposing her slutty side in mere moments. Y-yes daddy I'll be a good girl and thank you properl- Another gasp escaped her lips as his finger brushed over her panty clad soaking wet pussy before pushing her begging folds apart through it. Y-y-! She didn't even get a chance to reply to his accusation as she all but screamed in pleasure as daddy's finger plunged effortlessly into her pussy forcing her to stand on her tip toes even in her heels. And yet at the same time she found herself being forced to bend over further, her lower half pressed against the bench before she felt his hard cock pressed between her cheeks, seperated only by his underwear and pants and her own lacy underwear. Y-yes daddy please! Kristen's voice not playful this time but filled with unhidden desire. P-please daddy I'm such a little slut Your little slut I don't want anything but daddy's attention and I'll do anything to get it I'm begging you daddy punish me properly for being such a naughty tease to you daddy However you want I won't ever say no, not to you She began to thrust meekly against his crotch, how she wanted and needed him, reduced to a primal being in his demanding presence.