The day Annie Watson had surprised her father in his morning shower, taken his enormous cock in her mouth and made him cum all over her body, she felt like she was dancing on clouds. The complete humiliation of having regressed into a mindless, needy cock slut both times she had seen his fantastic daddy monster, did not fill her with dread or shame anymore. Instead, his morning possession of her, marking her as his property by covering her in his thick, copious semen bath, seemed to have finally loosened something in the previously prim and proper eighteen year old. She reveled in a new feeling of freedom.
Only a couple of days ago, her life had been full of all the have-tos of a good girl: do well in school, dress and behave like a young lady, do chores at home and in church, make plans for her academic and professional future. The list went on and on. Now, she supposed that she would still do some of those things, even enjoy them, but they didn't really matter or stress her out any more. Now, she knew that her true place and purpose in life was to willingly serve her handsome father and his huge, dominant cock. She didn't know what that would come to mean, exactly, but she knew it to be true, in her heart and in her tight, wet pussy. Well, she did know one thing: if she could help it, it would mean drinking a lot more of his delicious, creamy daddy cum.
Annie went to school, but barely heard her teachers' droning or her friends' chattering, as her mind relived the events of the last few days. After she had showered a second time this morning - due to her father having drenched virtually all of her clean body in his thick, gooey man seed - she hadn't bothered to put any panties on. It felt right to celebrate her newfound sexuality by letting her little cunt be free. And now, sitting in school, daydreaming about her cunt being spanked hard by her father's cruel hands, while he tried to shove his horse cock into her willing mouth again, she could feel pussy juice leaking out and forming a nasty little pool on her chair. When class was over, the new Annie didn't even wipe it off, but left it for some horny boy to find. Later, when she passed her sister Emily in the hallway, Annie saw that Em looked at her very suspiciously for some reason, but she didn't really care.
After school, Annie went to a store where she hoped no one knew her and bought a dozen simple thong panties. It took most of her allowance, but her father's hands needed easy access to her round, fat bottom and her wet cunt, she reasoned. By the time she came home, she was so horny that it was hard to focus on her homework. Instead, she started to make plans for how she could be alone with her father again - god, she really needed him n o w! - as soon as possible. In the end, it wouldn't be too hard, she thought. Her brothers had training until fairly late, and she, Em and her mother was supposed to go visit aunt Jane in the evening, who recently had a new baby. The new Annie realized that she would only have to fake a headache or something, and she would have at least a couple of hours alone with her father.
She remembered this morning, just as he was about to leave for work, there had been a brief moment in the morning chaos, where no one had been watching. He had pulled her in for a goodbye hug, as he did every morning. But when their bodies came close, she could feel his giant master cock pressing against her leg, reminding her of whom her heart and pussy belonged to. He quickly grabbed her hair and forced her face up to meet his demanding, sensual french kiss. It wasn't, in fact, the very first time innocent Annie had been kissed, but it was certainly the first time someone had forced her mouth open with their tongue, and taken whatever they wanted from her soul.
While Annie was still reeling from the wonderful sensations of the kiss and his fat cock against her body, her loving father completed her morning bliss. His left hand had somehow wormed its way between them and up under her dress, and without warning he shoved his fat middle finger straight up her tight, already moistening pussy. Penetration w a s a first for Annie, and she called out, although the noise was swallowed by his kiss. Even though it was only for a moment, and only a finger, the young teenager immediately understood, on a primal, carnal level, that this - having things pushed hard into her pussy - was what her body was meant for. She was fulfilled in a way that nothing previously had prepared her for. She was entered forcefully and without having asked for it where she was so extremely vulnerable, yet was immediately able to accept it and welcome it into her body. The nerves in her pussy sang for joy, and Annie had to cling to her father when she came for the second time that morning, sobbing happily into his broad muscular chest. Her father had gently made her stand by herself and gone for the door, pausing for a moment on the threshold.
"Daddy loves his honey slut, but such nasty behaviour will not go unpunished."
A second later, the door had closed. Her father and his horse cock were gone. Annie had been left standing with an empty cunt and a yearning for her master daddy's domination.
But now, if she played her cards right, it would only be an hour, maybe less, till she got to see him again. Her naked little pussy, which had been almost constantly wet all day, made little throbs of joy and lust, whenever she thought about kneeling in front of her father again. Would he let her touch it? Had she earned to touch it now, to run her hands all over his mighty, foot long shaft? She would try to encircle it with her small, eager hands, but she knew she would fail.
In her new state of freedom, there was only one thing about this situation that bothered Annie. She would never get to feel her father's cock in her tight, wet pussy. That monster was just too big. Annie wondered if her mother, who was a much bigger woman than her, had ever been able to take it, or if her parents had had to use some kind of insemination to have children? That was probably it. And of course, this was why she had never heard her parents have sex! They just couldn't. Unless her mother was willing to try to put it in her mouth, like Annie had done. But she didn't think so. Her mother was such a prude. Not at all like her good little slut daughter, she thought proudly. Oh, her poor father, he must have been so lonely and frustrated, with no one to serve the needs of his giant manhood.
But now, everything was different. She would always be there to serve him and worship him, with her mouth and her hands. And she would make him come, so very, very much, deep down her throat and all over her body.
Annie checked her mirror image before going downstairs to make her little performance. With a blanked wrapped around her, a sagging posture and sucked in cheeks, she looked appropriately ill, she thought. Enough, at least, to convince her trusting mother. Annie felt a momentary twinge of guilt, but the twinge of lust in her pussy quickly overtook it.
She went downstairs, coughing demonstratively, and her mother aah!:ed and ooh!:ed in concern. Of course she could stay behind. Of course there would be plenty of more times to meet her little cousin. It was almost too easy.
"Why does she get to stay behind?"
Darn it! Annie had totally forgotten about her horrible, horrible big sister. Emily threatened to ruin the whole thing!! Annie couldn't show her frustration, and coughed a little more to cover it up. Em had been late to come down, as always, and their mother was already in the hallway getting dressed, when Em started to make a fuss. She looked at Annie very suspiciously. "Why?!", Annie thought desperately. "Why did she always have to be such a ... " Annie was boiling with pent up anger underneath her sad little blanket. "...such a bitch!!!" Annie knew, of course, that she herself was an amateur liar, whereas Em had been a pro all her life. She could probably smell that something was off with Annie's sudden illness.
But for once, her mother took charge. "Stop being such a little brat, Em! You're coming to Jane's and that's final!".
Annie's heart soared as her sister sullenly started to get ready to go out, even as the guilt returned. She really did not like to betray her mother's trust. Then again, after this morning, she was probably so far beyond gone on the scale of betrayal that this little show didn't really matter either way.
