The Day My Daddy Impregnated Me

Author's Note: This story has graphic depictions of sexual intercourse, including consensual and reluctant incest. Remember: In real life, consent is never a choice. That's why I've written these stories down, so we can enjoy being naughty together in the privacy and comfort of our minds. Thank you for partaking in my smut and remember to bump uglies responsibly!

WARNING!! I must note that this is EXTREME TABOO EROTICA.

Turn back if incest, particularly incest between a father and daughter is offensive to you.

I wrote this book to share my fantasies and secret desires with you, my readers. I hope that you gain as much pleasure from reading them as I do when writing them.

All characters here are fictitious and 18 years of age and older, any resemblance to anyone living or dead is not intentional and merely coincidental.

DEDICATION

I dedicate this book to all of you, my fans, the perverted lovers who support me by buying and reading all my books and short stories. Thank you! Without your support, I wouldn't be here!

"Mom... we've got something to tell you."

I shuffled nervously on the spot. I had known this day would have to come sooner or later, I just thought I would have more time. Looking to my left I saw Harvey, my Step-Father, standing there with me. My rock, my soul-mate. He was everything I could ever imagine wanting in a man and we were in love.

"What is it, Anna? I've got an appointment at the beauty salon."

"Mom... I'm... uh... I'm pregnant."

"What! You little fucking slut! Where the hell have you been going, spreading your legs? Don't you God damn well think I'll be there to clean up this mess. What fucking deadbeat, dip-shit, kid just threw his life away with you? You know what? Don't even tell me, it doesn't matter, pack your shit and get out. I worked too long and hard, I deserve some peace and quiet. Harvey, speak up, we need to get her out, right?"

I looked back at Harvey, and his calm eyes stared into mine. Just having him there, seeing him unfazed by my mom's tirade helped settle my terrorized heart down to a manageable pace. I knew he wouldn't let her hurt me or our baby. He held his hand out to me, and I grabbed it before we both turned back to face my mother.

...

Tonight was going to be a special night. Not only was it the first night in about three weeks that Harvey and I would have gone alone without my mom in the way, but Harvey had also promised some big news for me. I couldn't imagine what it was going to be, he'd been acting a bit strange lately.

Harvey was a savvy businessman, very proud of his software company, but lately he hadn't been talking work around the dinner table at all. My Mother didn't notice, of course, all she cared about these days was that the profits kept coming in so she could maintain the lifestyle she had become accustomed to since marrying him. Not that he was a super-rich or anything, but the lifestyle he was able to provide for us was a hell of a lot better than the lifestyle we came from. Everything was bought and paid for, he was debt free, we had far more than we needed to be comfortable.

If that had been his only strange behavior I would have thought the news would revolve around work in some way but there was another thing he did that was really throwing off my guessing game. One morning the previous week, he had slipped into my room after I'd taken my shower as I was sitting in front of my mirror putting moisturizer on my face, just generally going through my morning routine. He bent down and kissed me, reaching a warm hand inside my bathrobe to cup my firm breast.

The kiss was wonderful. I half-thought, as I did with increasing frequency, that it would be worth my Mom walking in on us so we could finish with this life of secrecy, so I could show everybody how much I loved my Daddy. With a playful squeeze of my teen mound he withdrew his hand, the palm brushing teasingly across my nipple as he did so and broke off the kiss. Looking to the small table in front of us where I kept my conservative supply of make-up and other girly essentials he spotted what he had apparently come looking for and grabbed my birth control pills.

"Hey! I need..."

"Shhhh... You don't need them. I've got some news. I'll tell you next week, your mom's going out next Friday."

With no more hint than that he had left me sitting there with nothing but the fading warmth of his hand on my firm tit and the memory of a beautiful kiss. It certainly did leave me wondering. Was he shooting blanks so he could bareback me as much as we wanted? Had he had a vasectomy? I had absolutely no idea what it could mean.

When that fateful Friday rolled around I was on the edge of my seat the whole day, just waiting for my mom to get out of the house for whatever silly thing she was going to do so that I could have my Harvey. I did what I could to make sure Harvey was as eager as I was, 'accidentally' forgetting to put any panties on and wearing a scandalously short skirt around the house.

Another unfortunate 'accident' happened as I was clearing my plate from the breakfast table. My Mom was at the sink, rinsing a plate and I dropped something on the floor beside where Harvey was sitting. As any Health and Safety inspector will tell you, when picking something up off the floor it is important to not bend the knees in the slightest, especially when you want to make sure your Step-Father gets a good close-up look at your little pink pussy lips.

Harvey turned the tables on me when I felt a finger gently stroking my labia. I stood bolt upright with a yelp and my mother turned around and asked me what my problem was. Harvey had both hands and eyes firmly on his newspaper by then but that was certainly pushing our luck. I was so hot and bothered that I didn't care, though. All I knew was that I was going to get a good hard fuck by my Daddy that night and any 'news' he might have couldn't compare to that fundamental truth.

I continued flashing Harvey throughout the day, from a safer distance, and my plan seemed to work. As soon as the front door clicked shut behind my mom, Harvey practically tackled me and held me up off the ground against the wall, my legs wrapped around him, so my eager pussy was rubbing directly on that wonderful hard bulge at the front of his pants. He pulled back and then pushed forward, thumping my ass against the wall and some generic art, a canvas print of a vase of flowers, fell with a crash to the floor. Neither of us cared.

Harvey kissed me deeply, urgently, and I kissed him back, desperately roaming my hands all over his hard body, wanting to feel every part that I remember so well from our previous trysts, wanting to feel him in me, on me, all around me. His hands reached under my skirt, still supporting me off the ground and I felt his welcome fingers tracing the folds of my sex whenever there was enough distance between our bodies for him to do so.

I couldn't believe what a wonderful release it felt like just to have his hands on me again, to be able to squeal my pleasure at his touch without worrying about who might overhear.

"Fuck me, Daddy, I need you inside me," I whispered in his ear.

Harvey took a step back, still carrying me with my legs wrapped around his waist and walked up the stairs like I weighed nothing at all. I had expected him to fuck me right there against the wall, it would have been quick, dirty and oh-so-hot, more art may have fallen. However, when he went to the stairs I knew he was going to take me in my bed, we'd done it there before. That's why I was so surprised when he turned to the right at the top and headed towards his room that he still shared with my mom.

I pulled my head back, breaking off a passionate kiss as I realized which way we were going.

"Your room?"

"Yes, Anna. You're the woman in my life now, I want you to share my bed. That's part of the news."

I was so happy I could almost cry. I knew I loved him more than my mother did, she had changed to a completely different person from the one who married Harvey, the woman I used to know. Now she was just after his money. I was absolutely swelling with love and lust for him at that moment, seeing that he had recognized my feelings and even returned them. He carried me into his room, and I felt like a bride being carried over the threshold.

Harvey paused by his tallboy and reached out, laying a picture of him and my mom face down on the top, leaving only a picture of him and I back when we won the Daddy-Daughter race at my school, years and years ago, still standing. He took me over to the bed where my mother had been distancing herself more and more as she grew complacent and laid me down on top of the covers, my head sinking into the soft pillow as we got comfortable, Harvey never leaving his prized position between my legs.

No longer supporting my weight, Harvey ground his hard bulge against me with gentle, possibly unconscious, thrusts of his hips. I was so wet for him I was sure I was already making a mess on his pants as the shaft of his hard cock pushed the material between my sopping folds. Our mouths worked together as we kissed deeply, each playing with the other's tongue, twirling around and around until Harvey pulled back and looked into my eyes.

"Anna, I took your birth control pills away because I want us to be together forever. I want us to let nature take its course now."

"But Daddy, I'm too young to get pregnant..."

"No, you're not, you're a fertile young woman. You don't need to worry about anything, I'll look after you and our baby if you get pregnant."

"What about Mom?"

Harvey silenced my questions with a finger to my lips and a 'shhhh'.

"Just think about it," he said, moving down my body and nuzzling at my neck, planting kisses that seemed to drive all thoughts of protest out of my mind. Harvey's head soon became level with my breasts, and he spent time giving them close attention. Even after all the times Harvey had fucked me, watching with almost reverence as my big teen tits bounced in response to his hard thrusts, he still touched them with the same urgency as if he was going to be seeing them for the first time.

I remembered how nervous I had been about getting naked in front of my Step-Father, and how reassuring he had been, telling me what a great body I had and guiding me to mind-blowing orgasms ever since. He was a much more experienced lover than any of the boys in my class could possibly have been and he had unleashed every modicum of that experience on my tender little pussy.

Now, with his lips kissing every square inch of exposed tit-flesh that my top allowed, I savored the feel of his hot breath and rough stubble on my soft skin as 'the woman in his life'. I felt like I'd taken my place in the world, but was I ready to commit my body to him to the extent of risking pregnancy? That was a big step to take so suddenly.

Harvey, with apparent reluctance at leaving my breasts, continued the downward journey across his favorite playground, my body, reaching the thin band of exposed navel between my shirt and skirt. His soft lips and tongue tickled me until I squirmed in pleasure, and he lifted my top to reveal my breasts in their black lacy bra.

"Oh my God, Anna, your tits are just fucking perfect," he said, giving them both a firm squeeze.

Ordinarily I think Harvey would have concentrated on my chest for even longer, but it was my pussy that I had been teasing him with all day, and he was a man on a mission. Moving still lower, his face was finally between my legs and with a playful flick, the front of my skirt was flipped up to reveal my newly-shaven slit, smooth as silk and soaking wet for him even though he had barely touched me between the legs yet.

Harvey spent a while just admiring the youthful perfection that was my teen pussy, a pussy that only he had ever seen, touched or fucked aside from myself. He had taken it forcefully, but I had given it gladly and now I thought of it as being just as much his as mine, I was beyond self-consciousness, simply happy to be able to pleasure him with the mere sight of my little bald folds.

That's not to say that being looked at was better than being touched though! I moaned lustily when I felt Harvey gently kiss my inner thigh, his rough stubble tickling me there too as he worked his way towards my pussy. I pushed my sex towards him when I felt his hot breath on my lips, but he pulled back, teasing me, leaving me desperately wanting more as he mirrored his kisses on my other inner thigh and made my legs quiver.

Once more I felt his hot breath on my pussy and I ran my fingers through his short hair, pulling his face against me and feeling his skilled tongue gently parting my lips to sample the flavor of my honeypot. Harvey moaned like I was the most delicious thing he'd ever tasted, and his deep voice vibrated through the folds of my sex, stimulating my clit, and I gasped in response.

I'd been on edge, needing sexual release, for so long that Harvey soon had my trickle of juices flowing like a river with his darting, flicking, tongue. When he moved his mouth to my clit and inserted a finger into my tunnel I was almost beside myself with pleasure, my little bud peeking out from its hood to bask in the tongue bath my Step-Father was raining down on it.

"Uh! Uhh! Yes!" I yelled, feeling an orgasm building in my belly, fueled by every flick of his amazing tongue across my clit and every stroke of his finger across my G-spot. It was like there were two competing sources of ecstasy, each vying to be the one to push me past the point of no return and make me cum, to claim another of my orgasms for some unknown scorecard.

It was a photo-finish, but by my reckoning it was Harvey's tongue that received the points this time, flicking furiously at my most sensitive area until I couldn't have stopped myself even if I had been paid to fix the results in his finger's favor. My breaths came short and sharp, catching in my throat every time I tried to exhale until I felt full of air to bursting point and my body's self-imposed asphyxiation seemed to prolong my orgasm at its incredible height. As if far below where my spirit was, I could feel my body shaking in euphoria, utterly blown away by the pleasure and release of the much needed orgasm.

When I was once more able to concentrate on the here and now, I found that Harvey was back on top of me and bending down for a kiss, wanting me to taste myself on him. His lips and chin were absolutely drenched in my juices, I kissed, sucked, licked at him until he was as clean as I could make him and then laid back, pulling his head down with me so as to not break apart our locked lips.

Harvey slipped a hand under me, feeling for the clasp of my bra and I arched my back to give him better access, pushing my tits against his chest as I did so. I felt for the buttons at the front of his shirt and began undoing all those that weren't pinned between our bodies, slipping my hand under the material to feel his chest, hard muscles covering a rapidly beating heart underneath. Unsnapping my bra with one hand, I felt the uncomfortable underwire release its strangle-hold on my chest and breathed a sigh of relief as I felt cool air hit the underside of my breasts.

Harvey sat up, still between my legs, and pulled my bra off, squeezing and kneading my tits while I undid the rest of the buttons on his shirt, exposing his muscular torso to my eyes. He shrugged the shirt off and cast it aside before laying his body on top of mine. I relished the feeling of my chest squashing against him, my nipples pressing against his as we kissed again.

I slid my hands down his body, across his abs and felt around at the waistline of his pants until I found the button, released it, and slowly pulled the zip down along the massive bulge directly behind it. I couldn't wait to get my hands on his bare cock, so didn't even bother pushing his pants down, instead slipping my hand through the hole in the front of his boxers and wrapping my fingers around his throbbing thickness.

I began stroking his cock as well as I could, given the confines of his underwear, and Harvey broke off our kiss to savor the feeling of my small hand jerking him off and breathe a quiet affirmative of encouragement. Pre-cum began leaking from the tip of Harvey's hard dick and I spread it all around, making everything slippery as he started to thrust his length through my fingers, effectively fucking my hand.

Feeling his cock in my grasp and looking up at his handsome features with the scent of his aftershave subtly surrounding me, I felt all my worries melting away. What more could I want from life than to be with Harvey always? He said he'd look after me, and I believed it. I loved him and wouldn't make the same mistakes my mom had in taking him for granted. I looked up at him with big puppy-dog eyes and told him just what he wanted to hear.

"I want to be your little fuck toy forever, Daddy, cum inside me."

I felt his already engorged cock swell in my hands in response to my words and gave him a playful squeeze, raising my head to whisper in his ear as he groaned with pleasure.

"Fuck my tight little pussy, it's yours."

Harvey didn't appear to need any more encouragement than that, shifting his weight on to one arm and pushing his pants and underwear down with the other. After a momentary entanglement caused by my hand being through the gap in the front of his boxers, his hard cock was free and already well slickened with the pre-cum I had spread all over.

I reached down and wrapped my fingers around it again, guiding it towards my eagerly awaiting pussy as Harvey slowly pushed forward. My delicate pink folds were pushed aside as his hard cock advanced, and I sucked air in through my teeth, feeling a momentary pang of pain due to his size and the time that had elapsed since I had last been stretched by his girth, it felt like my first time again. I dreamed of the day when we could fuck almost constantly.

"Oh God, you're so big it hurts, Daddy."

"Do you need me to stop?"

"N... no... keep going."

Harvey had paused only to ask his question, and with my consent resumed his masculine invasion of my most feminine place. Harvey's balls came to rest against my ass, and I wrapped my legs around behind him, locking my ankles together and pulling him even harder against me, gritting my teeth against the burning ache that promised to turn into pleasure if only I could bear his size for just a little longer.

I felt Harvey pull back, my ass dragged off the bed due to the death-grip my legs had on him, and his cock partially extract from my pussy. Mild pain or not, I felt empty and incomplete without him all the way inside that I literally squealed in pleasure when he slotted himself home again, my pain becoming overwhelmed even easier than I had thought it would be.

Harvey must have sensed my pleasure because there was certainly no talk or hint of 'do you need me to stop' anymore. He pulled back and slammed himself into my pussy over and over again, lifting my lower body off the mattress with every out-stroke and pummeled my ass into it with every in-stroke, it was just the hard fucking that my neglected slit needed.

Unlocking my ankles I grabbed each of my legs at the knee and pulled them upwards, opening my pussy wide for him. My eyes kept wanting to squint shut with the ecstasy of it all, but I forced them open a crack, just able to see my feet shaking with every solid 'schlop' sound of his cock plunging into my slit. Now that Harvey was able to pull out until his head stretched my lips before powering into my depths again his thrusts made my tits wobble wildly between our bodies.

Splayed wide as I was, I squeezed the thick cock pounding into me with all my might, feeling the friction increase instantly as Harvey whispered a comment about my amazing pussy under his breath. I felt the bumpy ridge of his cock head gliding over my G-Spot and, continuing to squeeze as hard as I could, felt my second orgasm fast approaching.