My name is Joana. I’m 23 years old, a redhead, slim, 52 kg, 1.65 m tall, with medium-sized breasts and butt. This story isn’t really a tale, but a real case that happened and is still going on today.
Daddy’s little girl
Daddy’s little naughty girl
I lived with my parents and my brother and we were a very happy family.
At the beginning of the year, my mother decided to separate from my father and moved in with her parents. My brother and I stayed in our apartment, because there was no way I could go with my mother. From then on I only lived with my brother and my father.
After the separation my father was very sad, because I think he really liked my mother and I was very upset about it and wanted to see him happy.
A few months after the separation, I remembered that every Friday night my father and mother would open a bottle of wine, sit down at the table with some snacks and drink the wine until the bottle was finished.
I had known for a long time that afterwards they would go to the bedroom and have sex. So I came up with the idea of setting the table like my mother used to and without him knowing I put two bottles of the wine they liked in the fridge and prepared all the snacks. After my brother left for his fiancée’s house, I set the table, got the glasses and got everything ready to serve.
Then I called my dad, who was in his room on his laptop (I think he was watching xvideos lol) and he was surprised to see the table set up the way my mom always did.
I told him to sit down so we could drink the wine together and he said that I never drank wine. I said that I didn’t drink wine because they never gave it to me, but that I also really liked that Italian sparkling wine that was my mother’s favorite. We then sat down at the table and began to drink and eat the snacks, leisurely, as they always did. Of course, I always filled his glass and put just a little in mine, but I don’t think he noticed.
My father fucked me imagining my mother
I should mention that I’m very similar to my mother, same body, both redheads, and since she took care of herself a lot and was very young, we even looked like sisters.
That day I tried to wear a dress I had that was very similar to one of hers, and I’m sure my father noticed, because he stared at me all the time.
When we’d finished the bottle of wine, which was almost all taken by him, I got up and took another one, telling my father that I’d really enjoyed the wine and that we could have some more.
Since he liked wine very much, he agreed and opened the second bottle. I kept pouring more for my father, but on this second bottle I decided to drink a little more to cheer myself up.
We ended up drinking the whole of the second bottle and both my father and I were already feeling a bit “merry”, me because I wasn’t used to it and him because he hadn’t had a drink for a few months and hadn’t got used to it, apart from the fact that he had almost drunk both bottles.
So I helped him to his room and then I went to mine and put on a short black sweater, just like the one my mother had, and went back to his room. He had already taken off his shorts and was just wearing his pajama shorts, shirtless and getting ready for bed.
When I opened the door and walked in, he looked at me in surprise. I think at the time, still a little dizzy from the wine, he must have thought it was my mother. Then he realized it was me and asked what I was doing there in those clothes. I told him that I had come to sleep with him, that I was afraid to sleep alone and I didn’t know why. He resisted, said I couldn’t sleep there, but I was already sitting on the bed next to him, wearing a nightgown just like my mother’s and the same perfume as her.
I told him that I was going to sleep there, that I really wanted to and that I had wanted to for a long time. I hugged my father and tried to kiss his mouth, which he tried to avoid, but I managed. Gradually he gave in and ended up kissing me too, our tongues intertwining in a long, delicious kiss. My hands roamed over my father’s back and chest and I noticed that he was gradually getting aroused.
kissing my father deliciously
When I stopped kissing him, he told us to stop, that we couldn’t do that and I said that I could, that I wanted to and that I wouldn’t be the first or the last daughter to make love to her father. He insisted that my brother could come and I told him that he knew that my brother always went to his fiancée’s house and slept there at weekends.
I kissed him again and sat on his lap, rubbing myself and feeling his cock, now fully hard, on my thighs. Little by little, my father gave in, unable to resist the desire for sex he had been holding back for so many months, and began to run his hands over my body until he touched my breasts, which were already hard with arousal. Then I slipped my hand inside my pyjamas and grabbed his cock, which was huge, hard and very hot, and started rubbing it against my pussy, over my panties.
He once again tried to resist, saying that he couldn’t do that, that people would talk about us. I told him that no one would know, that it would be a secret between the two of us and that this was something I had wanted for a long time. I then pulled my panties to one side and placed the head of his cock at the entrance to my pussy, which was already honeyed by then.
Only then did his resistance end. I think I hadn’t had sex since I split up with my mother and in his imagination, with our resemblance and helped by the wine, he must have imagined me as her.
As soon as the head of the cock entered the door of my pussy, I lowered my body, pushing towards his chest, feeling that big cock entering my tight pussy, with a little difficulty, but without stopping until I felt it touch the bottom. Then I stopped and looked at him, who was now looking at me in a different way, looking a little scared and horny. I told him that I wanted to be his wife, that he wanted to possess all of me, without fear, without thinking about anything else, that he wanted to make me come like his wife.
Well, then it seemed that he had overcome all his prejudices. He laid me on the bed, took off my nightgown and panties, then took off his pajama shorts and I could see that hard, swollen cock, with a huge red head that was much bigger than I had imagined.
My father sucking me off – me being his naughty little daughter
He began to suck and lick me all over, starting with my head, my eyes, my neck and working his way down to my breasts. He sucked my breasts deliciously, sometimes taking small bites out of the hard nipples, eliciting moans and sighs of arousal from me. Then he went down to my belly, kissing my little hairs (very few, I hardly have any and I’m just like my mother in that respect), licking my thighs, my legs until he reached my feet. Then, turning me over on my stomach, he moved upwards, kissing and sucking on the backs of my legs, my knees, my thighs, until he reached the middle of my legs. By then I was dying of arousal, getting goose bumps from the kisses and licks, especially the ones he gave me between my thighs. He turned me onto my front again and started sliding his tongue around my pussy, making me sigh and cry out every time his tongue touched my grill.
My pussy all wet
My pussy was like a lake because I was so wet and soon he started sucking and slipping his tongue into my hole. After sucking my pussy and licking all my honey, he sucked my pussy between his lips and started sucking and rubbing his tongue at an increasingly intense pace. It was driving me crazy and I was squeezing his head hard against my pussy. Sometimes I felt his teeth touching my grill and my body would jump without me being able to control myself. It didn’t take long and I began to feel that sensation surging through my body, making me squirm until I exploded in a crazy, long orgasm that almost made me pass out.
As soon as I’d finished cumming, he continued kissing and licking me, now climbing up my belly, sucking my breasts again until he was kissing me intensely, making me taste my pussy.
At the same time, his cock searched for the opening to my pussy, which was on fire. Even though I was already very wet and had sat on his cock before, it was difficult to get it in, because as I said, I’m quite tight and his cock is very big and thick, especially the head, which seemed very swollen.
But little by little he put it in and I moved underneath, making it easier to penetrate until I felt it touch the bottom of my pussy. He then asked if it hurt and if I wanted to stop. I said it hurt a bit, but I didn’t want to stop.
My father shoving his cock into my pussy
I was crazy horny and what I wanted most at that moment was to be fucked hard, totally possessed by the male. He then began to move in and out, slowly at first and gradually increasing. In a few minutes he was thrusting like crazy, I was moaning and screaming and he was moaning along with me. He then lifted my legs and put them over his shoulders, slipping his hands under my body and started thrusting hard, pumping very fast. I could feel the head of his cock hitting the bottom of my pussy, the skin at the entrance starting to burn and the drops of his sweat dripping on me, until he started to shudder, I could feel his muscles contracting and soon the contractions of his cock inside me and the squirts of hot cum flooding my pussy began.
I couldn’t resist and came together, once again going crazy and having an orgasm just as big as the previous one, but now it felt even more delicious, feeling that meaty cock inside me. We fell on the bed exhausted, panting, sweating and for the first time he spoke to me:
- Joana, my God, what was that, what a crazy fuck, I don’t think I’ve ever cum so much inside a woman. You’re wonderful, delicious, the tightest pussy I’ve ever fucked, better than your mother.
That left me euphoric. I said that I’d loved it too and that it was the best fuck I’d ever had.
I hooked my legs behind his body and didn’t let him get out of me. It didn’t take long and he started to move again, pumping slowly, going all the way to the pussy and shoving it all in at once, making me scream with pain and even more with arousal. He then said:
- Since you wanted it and you liked it, I’m going to fuck you like every hot woman deserves. I’m going to tear that pussy apart and leave it as skinned as you’ve ever been.
I said to him:
- Fuck me hard Marcos (that’s his name, I didn’t call him Dad), I want to be all yours, you can’t imagine how much I’ve dreamed of this.
He then turned me over on my stomach, lifted me up until I was on all fours on my knees, spread my legs wide and with one hand adjusted the head of his cock at the entrance to my pussy. He shoved it all the way in at once, eliciting a scream from me, and started pumping hard. He held me by the waist and forced my hips to move and I started to roll around on that huge cock, which moved in and out of me, making that typical fucking noise with my pussy drenched in cum. With each pump I felt the cum from the previous cum dripping down my thighs. As he’d already cum before, he kept fucking me like that for a long time. My pussy burned at the entrance and ached at the bottom, but I wanted him to come more and more.
He was talking dirty, calling me a whore, a pussy, saying he was going to break me. I was so horny I was begging him to put more in, harder, deeper.
He sometimes put his hand on my breasts, squeezing and pinching the nipple, driving me crazy. Then he slipped his hand underneath and started rubbing my pussy and my nipple. I couldn’t stand it and came again. My legs were already shaking, I couldn’t stand it any longer, but he held me down and kept thrusting hard, he seemed to be going mad, slapping my ass, biting my back, sucking me, until he made me come again and he couldn’t resist spurting his hot milk inside me.
My father came inside me
I don’t know how long we lay on the bed, panting, delighted from cumming so much. I could feel his cum dripping out of my pussy and his big cock softening until it came out of me.
I think we lay there for about an hour before I got up to go to the bathroom and wash. I looked in the bathroom mirror and saw my pussy swollen, my grill red and shiny and the whitish cum dripping out. I washed myself thoroughly with the shower, grabbed a towel, dried off and went back into the bedroom completely naked. He looked at me without saying anything, got up and went to wash too.
When he came back, I was lying on the bed, naked, on my side, as if I were asleep. He came close and said softly:
- Joana, wake up, get up, go to your room, your brother might come.
I pretended to be sleepy and said:
- Oh dad, I’m tired, let me sleep here, just tonight. It’s already 3 o’clock in the morning, do you think Gu (my brother’s nickname) is going to arrive at that time? He’s sleeping at Bia’s (my brother’s fiancée). Lie down and let’s sleep together, I really want to and now there’s no problem, right? (I said laughingly).
He then lay down and I snuggled up to him. I was naked, but he put his shorts back on.
We stayed like that for a while and I ended up falling asleep, tired, a little sore, but happy because I thought I had made my father a little happy after all this time apart and without having sex. I’m sure he really enjoyed it, and I don’t even care if he thought about my mother while he was fucking me, I thought it was delicious.
We woke up late in the morning and he wanted to get up, but I told him to stay a little longer. As we were cuddling, I leaned back and soon felt his cock starting to grow again. When I saw that it was already hard, I put my hand inside my shorts, took it and put it between my legs. He said it would be better if we didn’t start again, but I know he only said it because his cock was already totally hard. I knew he wouldn’t resist and I soon felt his cock searching for the entrance to my pussy. I adjusted myself to make it easier and soon the head was forcing its way into my pussy. I then said:
- Marcos, now do it slowly because I’m a bit skinned, aren’t I?
- It’s okay Joana, I’ll take good care of this little pussy that looks like it’s made of velvet.
He started thrusting and I helped by pushing back. He moved very slowly and I tried to move my pussy and tighten my muscles, holding his cock tight inside me. He put an arm over me and started to fondle my breasts, squeezing the nipples and then he put his hand on my pussy and started to rub my grease, which was already a little sore, but I still liked it a lot. Before long I started to come and he realized it and kept talking dirty in my ear, making me even hornier.
- Cum on my cock, hot pussy, swallow your man’s cock. Let me ask you something, do you take the pill? If you don’t, I’ll have to go and buy the morning-after pill so you don’t get pregnant.
- No problem Marcos, I do, don’t worry about it.
- It’s a good thing, with the amount of cum I put inside you, you’d get pregnant for sure.
He pumped a little more and I felt him start to contract and then he squeezed me tightly and poured a huge load deep into my pussy. What a delight.
Then we got out of bed and each went to the bathroom to shower and get dressed.
Finally, for those who don’t know, I’ll tell you something. I’d been having sex with my brother since I was 18, without anyone knowing (I told you about it here a long time ago).
From that night on I started having sex with both of them, one without knowing about the other. With my brother it was usually during the day while my father was at work. With my father it was usually at night and on weekends, when my brother went to his fiancée’s house. Several times I fucked both of them on the same day, one during the day and the other at night, but they never noticed.
This year my brother got married and moved away, so I was left alone with my father and became practically his wife, as I started sleeping in his bed.
I’ll tell you later what it was like the day after I had sex with my dad and the things we did over time.
Who doesn’t like fucking their dad? In my opinion, Incest Stories are always the best.
