Crossing the line

[BabyGirlLilly]

Her father's comment only made Tracey smile as she continued to rub herself against him-skin to skin and it all felt so right! As she pressed against him, she rubbed her pussy against his hard cock and sighed.

"Fuck me again Daddy, please!" She exclaimed in a breathless tone.

She didn't wait for him as she reached between their bodies and grasped his cock in her hand and guided it into her dripping wet pussy. She didn't move as she looked down at her father, "Fuck me Daddy! Fuck your daughter hard!"

 

[StFornicate]

His cock immediately responded, stiffening up firm and hard in spite of his recent orgasm, and he knew now he could fuck for quite a while before getting off again.

And that was all he wanted to do. As his daughter lowered herself onto his cock and he felt her sweet heat spread around his dick, he groaned in pleasure and reached out for her, one hand holding onto her hip and the other moving up to grope her sweet, firm young tits.

"Yes, rock that hot little body on your Daddy's cock babygirl..."

 

[BabyGirlLilly]

Tracey didn't need any encouragement but she did as her father bade her to do anyway. God, he was so huge! For a few moments, she was lost in the bliss of riding her father's cock in long, slow strokes, causing them both to moan in unison.

And almost as quickly as she had begun, Tracey felt herself cumming so she sped up, this time grinding against her father's hips...screaming out as her pussy milked his cock long and hard! She knew deep down she was going to cum several more times before all this was over and it was needed and wanted because it came from fucking her daddy!

 

[StFornicate]

"God yeah," Michael grunted, and all he could do at this point was grab ahold of his daughter's hips and thighs and hold on to her as she rode out her orgasm on his cock, that amazing pussy squeezing and milking his dick for all it was worth!

It was almost enough to send Michael over the edge, but since he'd gotten off so soon, he was able to just lay there and enjoy his beautiful daughter's amazing body rock his world!

 

[BabyGirlLilly]

"Oh Daddy..." Tracey moaned as she collapsed on her father's chest as she let the waves of her orgasm shudder through her body. She could still feel his hard cock impaled inside of her pussy and she sighed in delight.

After a few moments, she pushed herself up crawled off her father, moving up toward the head of the bed and spreading her legs. She ran a hand over her dripping pussy, which was pink and swollen from the abuse, "Do you like my pussy Daddy?" She asked, giving him a pair of pouty lips and eyes to match. She knew her father was a sucker for that look and would do just about anything for his daughter......

 

[StFornicate]

"It looks delicious babygirl," he said, before diving right in! His head went right between her legs, his hands grabbing them and spreading them wide, his lips descending on her puffy wet lips, and he started nibbling and licking at her pussy, his tongue lapping up her juices when he wasn't sucking her clit into his mouth!

 

[BabyGirlLilly]

As soon as her father's lips and tongue touched her pussy, Tracey lost it and screamed in pure pleasure, her head thrusting to one side as she screamed into the pillow!

This was all too good to be true! The way her father worked his tongue, fucking her pussy with it and then sucking on her clit!

Another orgasm blew threw her body, making her bite her lip and crying out, the world spinning hard! It was both a combination of the drugs, the alcohol and being fucked into perfection, that made Tracey's back arch before passing out under her father!

 

[StFornicate]

Michael held onto his daughter's quivering body as she came, her juices coating his face, and then she went limp! He raised himself up, and saw that she was just totally passed out! Too much excitement, apparently...

Michael's cock was rock hard. He'd already fucked her twice... And he needed to again. Just to cum once more...

This is so wrong, he thought, grabbing Tracey's hips and rolling her over onto her belly, and then pullin her up so her ass was in the air, at just the right height for him to take her.

He rubbed his cock up against her... And then pushed it in, slowly at first, but firmly, until he was once again buried in his daughter's hot little cunt...

He drilled her pretty hard after that. He was surprised she didn't wake up at all...

His orgasm snuck up on him, though, as he pounded his passed-out daughter, and by the time he could pull out of her, two thick gobs of his cum had sprayed her insides... So he let the rest fill her as well...

Afterwards, he pulled a blanket over her naked body, gathered his clothes, and went to sleep in his own bed.

 

[BabyGirlLilly]

The Next Day....

Tracey was lost in a dream of sex and drugs and she didn't want to wake up!

But the shrill of her phone made her open her eyes....which was a bad mistake as her head pounded and her entire body screamed in pain!! She cried out as she tried to move but found it so painful...

What the hell?! Her head hurt and body felt so damn sore! Almost like being in a car accident....

At least she was in her own room, that meant she made it home safe and hopefully didn't wake her father. Funny thing was, that she had a feeling her father knew what she had done last night....the last thing she remembered was fooling around with Rick and then they fought.

But that was it... she remembered getting some drugs from Rick before stalking off....had he drugged her? Attacked her?

God, she didn't want to know AND she didn't want to move anymore, so instantly, she fell back asleep, not wanting to wake up.

 

[StFornicate]

Michael awoke with quite the hangover; pounding headache and sore body, and as he lay there in his bed not wanting to get up, he replayed the events of the night before... How his attempt to punish his daughter had instead led to wild, incestuous fucking. No matter how he looked at it, he knew he had taken advantage of the girl in a way no man ever should...

Fuck, he was a terrible father! Forcing his own daughter to take drugs until her mind was decimated, with no idea what she was doing, and then fucking her... And fucking her more even after she passed out!!! Unforgiveable! He didn't know how he would be able to face her!

Slowly he got up and made his way to the bathroom. He popped a few aspirin and turned on the shower, trying to wash the dirty filthy sex from his body and mind. He succeeded in cleaning his body, but his mind was dirtier than ever. He found he wanted nothing more than to fuck his little girl again!

And the drugs... The weed and the coke, doing them again after so long, had been invigorating, and he wanted more. Shaking his head once more he dried off and got dressed, just a tee-shirt and mesh gym shorts, and went to the kitchen to make breakfast.

 

[BabyGirlLilly]

Why did her ass hurt so much?

Her buttocks were tender and Tracey went over in her mind about what happened last night. She couldn't remember a thing and could only guess that she and Rick has finally fucked?

Of course, leave it to that asshole to take advantage of her while she was doped up and drunk.

That was her only reasoning. Besides, the only other person around was her father and well... yeah, no way. Her father was probably still pissed at her for the fight they had the day before. Or maybe, like always, he would forgive her soon and they could go on living....?

She wasn't sure, but the only thing she was sure of is that she needed a shower. Parts of her body were sticky and the room smelled like....well, like when she played with herself with her sex toys...making herself cum so hard, so many times...

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After her shower, Tracey was dressed in a pair of jeans and a tshirt, no bra. She felt a little better, now if only her father would be nice today, she would just retreat to her room for the rest of the day.

Entering the kitchen, she saw her father. She didn't dare look at him as she walked by him and toward the fridge to get some juice.

For some reason, the tension was thick, Tracey didn't want to wait so she spoke up first, "I'm sorry about fighting with you again yesterday... I guess I just fell asleep for the rest of the night in my room..." she lied.

 

[StFornicate]

Michael looked at his daughter with a raised eyebrow, momentary confusion flooding his brain before it all snapped into place.

She didn't remember.

The most amazing night of his life, and she didn't remember.

An anger boiled up inside; not because she had forgotten, but because she had lied.

"Wow, you were more wasted last night than I realized," he said. "You don't remember...? I was waiting for you. I think it was the first time I spanked you since you were twelve..."

 

[BabyGirlLilly]

Tracey didn't bother to turn and look at her father. So that was why her ass was sore! God, she didn't remember...but she could hear the anger in his voice. With a shrug, she picked the glass of juice she was pouring, "Yeah, well, you treat me like a child, so what does it matter? Besides, the only time you do pay attention to me is when I do something wrong." She told him as she took a sip.

"Besides, I'm sure you enjoyed it. You couldn't handle the situation so you turn to violence. If I were younger, I'd call your boss and have them come and arrest you..." she told him as she started to walk by him...

 

[StFornicate]

"Sit your ass down," Michael growled, anger welling up inside him more now.

"I didn't excuse you, little girl. You are most definitely grounded for the time being," he said. "I found your stash last night. You have an awful lot of explaining to do."

 

[BabyGirlLilly]

Tracey cringed. He found her stash of drugs.

With a hard sigh, she sat down at the kitchen table, crossing her arms under her breasts, not bothering to look at her father.

"So you found my stuff. Thanks for respecting my privacy Dad, real classy of you. I guess being a cop for narcotics you would never think I'd get into drugs huh?" She said, giggling, almost bratty like. She sure wasn't helping her cause....

 

[StFornicate]

Michael glowered at her. What she said was certainly true. He had not expected her to get into drugs... maybe weed, all teenagers did that, but the coke had surprised him.

He been retired from the force for a year now, after having been shot by a thug while undercover. He just couldn't do the job anymore after that, but he had a good pension and everything, and had found a much more laid back desk job.

And to be honest with himself, he had perhaps enjoyed last night's binge a little too much. Between the sex and the drugs and the booze... It had released something primal in him. His cock stiffened a bit as he remembered how he had used and abused his own daughter.

He certainly didn't appreciate her devil-may-care attitude, though.

"You've lost any right to privacy after last night, Tracey," he said. "Now get to work on the dishes. I've got a long list of chores for you," he said, standing up.

 

[BabyGirlLilly]

How she wanted argue with her father but she was afraid of what else he knew.

Tracey certainly wasn't Daddy's little girl anymore, that was for sure. With him being so damn busy with work and then getting injured, she had to rely on just herself. And look where it got her?

Standing and going to the sink, Tracey started on the dishes. There certainly seemed to be more than usual....so she went right to work, slamming things around, not caring what other sort of trouble she got into...

 

[StFornicate]

Michael stood up and left the kitchen as Tracey started on the dishes, knowing full well she was just trying to irritate him more with slamming things around. He went upstairs, towards his bedroom, but made a detour at Tracey's room.

He took all her drugs. The weed, the coke, the pills. All the paraphenalia, too. He turned the room upside down searching for anything else she might have. For good measure, he even took her cigarettes. He vaguely remembered having her fetch the booze for them, and he took that too.

His plan initially was to flush it all down the toilet. Yet he found he couldn't bring himself to just throw out perfectly good drugs like that... In spite of how reprehensible it may be, he knew deep down he had enjoyed them too much the night before, and he maybe secretly hoped they could share another wild night like that...

He took it all to his room, and stashed it in a box at the top of his closet. Out of sight, out of mind, no easy access...

He went to the bathroom. He needed a shower...

 

[BabyGirlLilly]

After the dishes were done, Tracey went back up to her room. She needed more sleep and was going to do it whether her father liked it or not!

He had finished up with his shower and disappeared, probably to the den or some where...right now, she didn't care.

With wide eyes, Tracey entered her room and noticed it had been turned upside down! Literally!! "What the hell?!" She cried out!

Immediately, she ran through the house to find her father!!

After a frantic search, she found him and screamed at him, "What the hell Daddy?! My room!! Why?!!"

 

[StFornicate]

Michael was just getting out of the shower when Tracey burst into the bathroom demanding answers! Michael glowered at her, holding his towel around his waist.

"You think after last night, I can let you keep your stash? It's my responsibility as your father to take care of you. That includes making sure you aren't on drugs. And if I have to tear up your room to find it all, that's what I have to do. Now go clean your damn room."

 

[BabyGirlLilly]

Tracey wanted to scream! Instead she just turned on her heel and went back to her room, slammed the door and huffed. What the hell?!

It was bad enough she had a headache from the night before but now all this shit with her dad? Could things get any worst?

That's when Tracey's cell phone rang and she cursed as she looked for it, finding it and looking at the display.

Rick. What the hell did he want?

"What?!" Tracey said, throwing herself on her bed and pulling her pillow over her head.

"Hey...what the hell Trace? What happened last night? I thought we were going to have a good time?!"

"What are you talking about? From what I felt this morning, you had a good time, thanks! I woke up sore and hungover and my father found out about the drugs! All thanks to you!"

"What?!"

He sounded sincerely confused. Which made Tracey sit up, "What do you mean 'what?'! Didn't we have sex last night? Because I woke up with both my pussy sore!"

There was no answer at the other end, which made Tracey more confused. If it wasn't Rick, then who....?

 

[StFornicate]

Michael just shook his head as he heard Tracey slam her bedroom door, and started to head to his own bedroom to get dressed. On his way, though, he couldn't help but overhear Tracey on her phone.

Uh oh. She may be beginning to put back together last night's events... Panic gripped him a bit, and he headed for his room and shut the door. He pulled on some clothes, just a tee shirt and gym shorts, and sat on his bed. He looked at the pile of drugs spread out on the bedside dresser.

He snifffed. That coke the night before had been so good... No. He fought it. The temptation was scary. That stuff was addictive, and it was calling him...

 

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