sexy rape - My daughter knew how to suck cock good
That was the situation when I decided it was time to rape Susan, to take her virginity. I slipped my wife two extra tablets of Ambien with her dinner. One made her groggy…but a loud noise would still wake her up. She’d never believe that she slept while I raped our daughter in the same room.
I waited until my wife went to bed and was out cold. I put her in the overstuffed chair in the corner of our bedroom. I laid several thick towels down to catch our fluids and her virgin blood. Then I called Susan.
“Yeah dad what do you want?”
I want to talk to you about your behavior in recent months. You’ve become a lying little slut, who is flunking out of school. Is that really what you want? Is that how you want to be treated?”
“Y-you can’t talk to me like that, you are my father!”
“I can talk to you any way I please. It’s time you learned that I am in control. YOU obey ME! Get those clothes off right now, right fucking now!”
Susan was upset but she realized she better listen. She took her nightgown off and waited for me to order her across my lap.
Heh.
“Everything Susan, I want you completely naked–do it.”
“Oh no, dad NO! You can’t be serious–NAKED!”
“C’mere slut” I said as I slung her across me. I undid her bra, and ripped her panties off.
She just laid there in shock as I began to smack her little bottom. It looked so good red and raw. Susan still thought this was discipline. Extreme maybe, but deserved. Until I began to maul her ass, to squeeze and separate it.
“Wh, whut are you doing? MOM wake up, help!” she squeaked in anger and humiliation.
“You are my daughter, how dare you give this sweet little pussy to somebody else before me? I’ve tried everything else to get through to you, call it tough love.”
I began licking and sucking her tits. She struggled but she was just too weak. Her tears and snot and squirming were exciting to me.
I held her down on my bed while her mother slept 3 feet away. Her tits were begging to be sucked and I straddled her body and licked them good. Her nipples began to swell as I played with her. I needed a taste of her mouth and laughed aloud as I kissed my only daughter, long and hard and slow.
“I want you to suck my cock just like you did for that little prick. Suck me Susan, suck your daddy. I deserve it for putting up with your crap. I made you, I own you and you’re going to be my good little girl again.”
My cock slipped into her mouth at last and I loosely grabbed her throat. I made it clear that if she did not suck me properly, I would choke her. After all, it’s not like she had never done it before. My daughter knew how to suck cock good–I saw her do it.
Slowly at first she licked and nibbled on me. Then she sucked on just the tip. I started fucking her mouth and soon had more than half of my 7 inches inside her mouth. She kept making these gurgly wet noises–god she was sexy.
“Dad wait, you’re too big, I can’t swallommmpf…” she sputtered wetly on my dick as I grabbed her head and forced her all the way down.
She was gulping and gasping on my cock and it just set me off. I began humping her hard, pounding myself down her wet mouth. I had a tit in each hand and was clutching my daughter tightly.
“I’m gonna cum baby, I’m gonna cum in your slutty little mouth. Don’t swallow yet, just swish it around.” I said as I shot my load in her throat.
“Now let daddy see, open your mouth, wide.”
My cum had coated her mouth and was clinging to her braces. I made her keep her mouth open and soon her saliva mixed with my cum and dribbled down her chin, neck and onto her breasts. It was the most erotic thing I had ever seen.
So far.
I gently rubbed it into her nipples, and made them slick and red and shiny.
“MMM thank you baby that was amazing. Daddy needs a little time to recharge before we make love. Do you want to suck me hard again, or have me suck you?”
“Dad…you raped me, you really raped me. Ah gad, Aw god, you raped me!”
“Shhh, it’s ok you just lie back and let daddy make all the decisions, you don’t have to baby. I want to taste your fresh young pussy. I’m just gonna eat you up.”
I sniffed my daughter’s pussy for a long time the aroma was so heady, so rich and fragrant I felt hard again. She wasn’t very wet at first, but her scent was still strong. I licked her entire pussy inside and out just to warm her up, before I got serious.
“I’m gonna put my dick right here in just a minute. You won’t be a virgin for very much longer. But first I want you to cum for me, cum for your daddy–all over my face.”
Susan was making these sad, sick-cat, mewling sounds as I ate her cunt. The wetter she got the louder she got.
“Ehheee, no stop! Don’t dewww that, oh, oh,oh my god!’ she keened as her first dadgasm hit her hard.
While she was still shaking and trembling I got between her legs and lined my cock up with her pussy.
“Are you ready? Look at me, look at me you cheap slut. I want to see your beautiful face, I wanna see my angel’s eyes when I take her virginity…NOW!”, I screamed as I fucked my way past her hymen.
It took several thrusts, I did not want to hurt her, but finally I was inside of her tight, wet, steaming cunt. Her eyes were snapped wide open and I enjoyed fucking her. I was able to take my time since I had already cum a few minutes earlier. I’m no kid anymore, I wasn’t trying to do pushups or aerobics, I don’t particularly like to sweat. I just fucked her. Nice and slow. I put about half my weight on her, and enjoyed her young pussy clenching around my cock for at least 10 minutes. Feeling her tiny frame squirming beneath me, trying to push against my chest, was wonderful. I played with her tits a lot, and slowly kissed my little girl. Susan was mostly quiet, but every once in a while I gave a sharp dick-thrust and she would release a breathless gasp or a pathetic sob.
I felt my balls begin to tingle and I wanted her to cum with me. I left her tits alone and began tickling and flicking her tiny clit. Her vagina was gripping and releasing me, and I cut loose, power-fucking her for all I was worth.
“Cum for me, cum for daddy Susan, cum on my cock, be a good girl and make daddy happy. Oh shit, you are tight, so tight!
I felt her wetness splash against me about 2 seconds before I flooded her.
“Thank you baby, for making it so good. Do daddy a favor, climb on top and put me back inside. I want to see if I can fuck you again. Squeeze your pussy tight and make out with me. Give me that tongue. Do it Susan, do it or I swear I’ll rape your cute little ass too. Mmm that’s a good girl.”
I wasn’t able to get a full erection but we snuggled and kissed with my half hard cock inside her for another half hour.
I picked Susan up and carried her to the bathtub. I filled the tub with warm water and soaped her pussy myself. Then I made her stand up and take a long shower while I molested her breasts and rubbed my cock against her ass. Then I re-dressed her in her panties, bra and gown. I carried her and tucked her in bed.
“Go to sleep angel, daddy enjoyed you very much. You might as well try to forget it, nobody will believe you anyway.”
It was only now, after it was all over that I became nervous. One stupid screw up and I was going to jail for a very long time.
I went back to my bedroom and cleaned up. I cracked a window, sprayed Lysol and air freshener. Then I washed, dried and put away the towels. I pulled back the covers, put my drugged wife in bed next to me and went to sleep.
The next day my wife groaned a little longer than usual when the alarm rang.
I snuggled her tight and kissed her neck seductively. I was still horny from last night–after all I had not quite been able to cum that last time.
“Mmmm, John are you serious? It’s 7am! I’m barely awake man.”
“It’s not my fault I have a beautiful sexy wife. Just lay there if you want I’ll take care of both of us.” I said as I slipped beneath the sheets and gently ate my wife.
“John…oh…John I’m not fresh, I’m all sweaty, you don’t have to do that…mmm.”
“I love how you taste Beth, anywhere, anytime. Now let me eat in peace.” I said as my wife relaxed and giggled through two orgasms. We fell together as I shot my load inside of her still quivering pussy.
Besides the fact that I was horny, and really do love her; I fucked my wife to make a point. She knew that in the last 5 years I have NEVER been able to cum twice in one night. If Susan told her that I came in her mouth, came in her pussy, and then came in her mother the next morning–she’d never believe it.
“I love you John Pressman. I don’t tell you that enough, but I love you very much.”
Susan was quiet all weekend. She seemed to flinch whenever she was around me. When I came home from work Monday, my wife was waiting for me. It was the first time they had been alone all weekend.
“John, we need to talk.”
“Sure honey what’s up?” I said as dread slowly seeped into my bones.
“Susan has made some…accusations. Um against you, frankly I’m so mad I don’t know what to do,” Beth said as she broke down in tears.
“There, there honey why are you so upset, how bad could it be? We’re a family we have our problems, but we love each other. What did she say? Beth?”
“John I’m sorry, I’m sorry I tried, but I can’t take it any more, I want her out of this house. She is GONE! John she accused you of raping her! “
“Oh my God! Does she hate us that much? I know we have problems but…my god, she really hates me Beth. I think I’m gonna be sick,” I said as I worked myself into a good cry.
“Oh baby, don’t cry. She’s a lying, delinquent, ungrateful, little bitch. I can’t stand the sight of her right now. I don’t even know if I love her anymore. I’ve called the police. I want her declared an Incorrigible Youth. Let the state take care of her for a while. Maybe in a year or so she will appreciate the good decent man you are, and learn how to behave. Maybe not. Right now I don’t care. Until she gets on her knees and apologizes to you, I don’t want her in my house.”
The police and children’s services came and explained they would have to investigate her claims.
They confiscated both our computers. I had purchased a new one two months ago and destroyed my old one. I have never visited a single porn site on the new computer. Susan’s of course was a little different.
The investigation was pretty one sided. Teachers, Principals, Guidance Counselors, even her own Doctor painted a picture of a defiant, sexually active, 14 yr old. A truant and a petty thief–who was currently undergoing HIV testing.
I never talked to the police without my wife and lawyer present.
“Mr. and Mrs. Pressman, our science tech lab has reviewed your daughter’s e-mail and web activity. I’m sorry to say she has been involved in some very dangerous practices. She seems to be obsessed with incest in general and rape fantasies in particular. Since she shares a residence with you, I must notify you that we retrieved conclusive proof of correspondence taken from her own computer– that she has invited strangers to come to your house and rape her! It is strange, they were all deleted, not a single one was in her inbox, sent or even deleted mail; none of these websites were saved in Favorites, and there were no Cookies or history trail. Very odd. Frankly it’s hard to believe that a 14 yr old could be that depraved. S-a-y… Mr. Pressman, you don’t have access to your daughter’s password do you? Mrs. Pressman, do you take the same # of Ambien each night? If you do, it seems like a couple of pills are missing. I hear that’s pretty powerful stuff, I bet you’d sleep through anything if somebody gave you 3 Ambiens huh? What do you think Mr. Pressman?”
My lawyer jumped in at that point and insisted the Det finish his report and stop asking me and my wife questions.
Clearly he was a little suspicious…but he had no proof.
Susan was committed to 11 months at the Chapel Valley Detention Center. A maximum security for youthful offenders.
After this a judge would reconsider.
Three months into her stay, Susan claimed she was being gang raped repeatedly, by several of the girls.
With her background of false rape charges she was not believed.
10 months into her sentence she got into a fight with a prison bully. Susan bit her repeatedly and tried to stab her eyes out. The bully was in the hospital for 3 weeks.
My wife and I went to court, and I asked permission to speak.
“Your Honor Susan has been very bad, she has a lot to answer for. But she is only 15 years old. Her mother and I love and miss our little girl. Please, I know she can be good, can we please try again?”
After much deliberation the judge sentenced Susan to 6 years–probation for Aggravated Assault in the first degree.
“Mr. and Mrs. Pressman, I am giving your daughter another chance. You’re right, she is only 15, I don’t want to give up on her yet. The woman she hurt is a known troublemaker. You are good people, so I will give her one final chance. However any more reports of truant, criminal behavior and she will serve the remainder of her sentence. If she relapses before her 18th birthday it is back to Chapel Valley. If her bad behavior returns after she turns 18, she will report to the New York State Correction Facility until she is 21. Young lady I am holding your parents accountable. Every six months I want an update on your behavior. If they are not 100% satisfied, if you spread hateful slanderous lies again–I will send you to jail, no questions asked. Good luck.”
My proud defiant daughter was crying like a little girl. She kept saying, “Thank you daddy for getting me out. The things they did to me…Please don’t send me back there.”
Epilogue
Susan was a changed person. She attended school every day and was very respectful, eager to please. Then it happened.
My wife and her sister planned a weekend shopping spree in the city. The left Fri Aft, and would not return until Sunday.
“Susan, will you come here please?”
“Sure dad, what’s up?”
“Has daddy told you how much he loves you, how much he missed you? Now that I have you all to myself, I’m going to. Strip Susan, I need you naked little buttercup. Do it or I make up something to tell the judge and you go to jail.”
“But dad, that’s a lie, it’s not fair!”
“Fair? Is it fair that you were a horrible daughter who hurt your mother and embarrassed our family? Is it FAIR that I had to spend thousands of dollars in legal fees? Is it fair that you are a sexy, slutty little whore and everyone can have you except for me? Well you’re gonna make it up to me. For the next six years at least you will be daddy’s little girl. I will be the only man you fuck, and by god you will enjoy it. You don’t have a choice, Susan, it’s me or lesbian gangbangs and jail.”
My daughter sobbed silently for about a minute and said, “It wasn’t just the lesbians. They had male guards. The things they made me do. Everyone thought I lied about you raping me. They said if I would lie about you, I would lie about anyone. Nobody believed me. I was free meat. Oh daddy they were so cruel, the things they did to me–that I had to do for them. They hurt me so bad. I, I can’t go back to that.”
I held her in my arms and told her it would be all right. She would have freedom, friends, money and one day her own car. She would have loving parents she could depend on. It was just that 3 or 4 times a week she would have to fuck her daddy, suck his dick and let him make her cum.
“I want you to know that I love you Susan, I truly do. Daddy is not like the others, I will NEVER hurt you, I am your daddy.
Now finish taking your clothes off and get me some lotion. I need to lube your ass real good. I’m gonna suck your butt for a long time, but it may not be enough. I don’t want you to be hurt baby.”
“Awww da-aad!” she whined as she took her panties off and stomped off to her room to get the lotion.
That’s my girl, I said with a chuckle and a slowly hardening cock. Six years of this how would I ever let her go? Hmm come to think of it I saw an episode of Law and Order that just might work here. It wouldn’t be easy, but definitely worthwhile. It let the daddy fuck his girl for 35 years–and his wife never knew until the very end–and only then cause he made a mistake, and confessed.
Heh, always, always ALWAYS bring a lawyer.
I had almost 6 years to plan it, 6 years of Law and Order and NYPD Blue to help me avoid mistakes. Shit who knows by then Jaz may write a story about it. I’m going to send this one to him and get his sick mind thinking about it.
End
Author’s Note
I like free speech. I am glad we can share ideas, etc. Thing is, I really don’t know exactly where we should draw the line. For example, I really can’t understand why we need access to info on how to build bombs (atomic or not). I can’t think of a good reason why we need to know which common household cleaners combine to make a date rape drug, or which deodorants are great to sniff.
The NYPD Blue episode above is another example of this. How many husbands or wives could figure out each others password/hint? (Mother’s maiden name, favorite pet?) How many just plain tell each other.
The internet is all about identity concealment. Ugly old men with 3 inch cocks pretend to be young studs with 11 inch ding dongs; and they do it convincingly. If you wanted to pretend to be your husband online and invite someone to your house to rape him…what’s stopping you? Maybe you caught him cheating, and decide to show him how it feels to be fucked.
Just say that you like it rough and no matter how much you scream, beg–just gag me and brutally fuck me.
The test I use for my stories is simple:
Now tell me why this would not work?
It was just strange to see something so twisted, and easy on regular TV. Then I realized it’s probably “ripped from the headlines” somebody has actually done this.
I wonder how many more will try? I mean millions of people saw that episode. Millions more will see it in reruns–and they will get ideas.
Oh shit I just realized this story will be posted on a dozen web sites…so millions will eventually get this idea from ME!
I guess what I’m really saying is someone has to stop people like me. Free Speech is great, but I think we’d all be better off if you just boycotted my stories. A-bombs, hurtful drugs, and that sick, little dicked, mother fucker Jaz. The world would be much nicer if we got rid of just those three things.
There, now I can rest easy.