Daddy John

Sadie was pushed flat onto the bed as her father's body was over top of her. She was still reeling from the intense orgasm. Her pussy was still clamped tightly onto his cock, all those kegel exercises Chris made her do really helped in keeping her tight. So tight that his seed was dripping from her opening.

Oh god... her father just fucked her and filled her with his cum... At least it was just this once and he had no idea it was her... BUT IT FELT SO GOOD! Sadie wondered what time it was, but didn't want to get up at that moment... not that she could. They were both a pile of flesh laying onto of each other as they were catching their breath.
 
After several minutes simply laying there in a sweaty heap Sean finally pulled himself up off of the whore, his shrinking dick sliding out of her hole along with a wave of his thick, creamy cum, which almost immediately began to soak into the fabric of her skirt.

Shuffling up the bed until he was kneeling beside the girl's head he took hold of her hair, pulling her face around until she was staring straight at his juice smeared prick. "Clean it for me, whore." He said in a firm, decisive tone that made it clear that she wasn't being given a choice or not, instead she was simply being told what was going to have to be done next.
 
Sadie's head was forced to look at her father's flaccid cock. Before he finished speaking she knew exactly what he wanted her to do. Sadie leaned forward like a good girl, getting ready to clean the mess they made.

She started with sucking on the head and when the taste of their mixed juices hit her tongue, Sadie gave a pleased moan. She then released the tip and started to lick and suck along his length. Once his cock was clean, she lowered her head and started to gently lick at his balls. There wasn't a lot of cum there, but that didn't stop Sadie from cleaning and worshipping her father's cock.
 
As he felt the whore's delighted moans vibrating through his cock the blood began to fill it again, throbbing through the tissue as it swelled beneath her kisses. Her tongue trailed down its length until she sucked his balls into her mouth, working them between her teeth skillfully.

Glancing down at her, his semi-rigid shaft rubbing against her cheek as she played her tongue over its base, Sean was distracted for a moment by a glittering around the slut's neck. Pulling his attention away from her needy eyes me looked more closely at the bauble hanging from her throat, the heart-shaped locket which seemed far too familiar.

Suddenly Sean realised in horror where he'd seen that necklace before, in a small presentation box he'd wrapped with loving care just before his daughter's sixteenth birthday. But... it couldn't be... he thought to himself, pulling his attention back to the girl's face as she run her tongue up along the underside of his prick and let the throbbing tip perch against her lips.

When she looked up into his eyes there was no denying what Sean saw there, what his mind had been trying to tell him since he'd first stepped into the room. "It can't be... not... Kitten..?"
 
Sadie was unaware of her father's realization as she continued to play with and tease his cock. He was hard again Sadie was amazed at how much she wanted to feel his cock inside her again. Slowly she opened her mouth to slide her lips over the head of his cock as she looked up at him. There was something about the way he was looking at her.

"It can't be... not... Kitten..?"

Her eyes became wide as she could tell by his voice that he knew it was her. She just stayed there with her lips around his cock as she looked up at him... Then she slid my mouth forward, taking more of his cock into her mouth. Sadie had a taste of her father and she wasn't ready to stop any time soon.

She held his hips in place to keep him from moving. She was daddy's little whore, and she was going to make sure that she was worth every penny he spent on her.
 
Sean watched in horror as he beautiful daughter looked up at him, her mouth sliding down his shaft, her tongue wrapping itself around him as she massaged the throbbing engorged organ with well-practiced skill. It felt good, so very good, but at the same time Sean could feel himself trying to pull away, his face contorting with disgust at the thought of what was happening.

Reaching down he grabbed Sadie's hair, desperately trying to pull her back as she swallowed more of his cock between her lips. He yanked as hard as he dared, torn between needing to make his daughter stop the depraved, despicable act she was performing and the desire not to hurt his little girl.

All he managed to do was to tilt her mouth, causing his cockhead to brush over her pallet, the ridges sending bursts of pleasure through him, leading him ever closer to his breaking point. Throwing his head back, eyes held tightly closed, Sean let out a deep, tortured sigh as his body responded in a way his mind wouldn't allow.
 
Funny how things change. When Sadie first saw her daddy, all she wanted was to get out. When she couldn't get out, she convinced herself that this was only a 1 time thing... Now that he knew who she was, she didn't want to let go. Sadie wanted more.

He started to pull away, Sadie didn't let him. He grabbed her hair and pulled back as she pushed forward. The feeling of him pulling her hair only caused another moan to come from her as her tongue lavished his shaft with her tongue. Then she heard him moan. She started bobbing her head over his cock harder and faster. Sadie was fucking her father with her mouth. Her chin would slap against his balls, her hands moved from his hips to his ass.

She wanted her daddy to cum. She needed her daddy to cum for her.
 
The back of his cock was pushing down into his daughter's throat and Sean could feel the pressure rising inside him as he drew closer to his climax. He was stronger than his little girl and should've been able to simply force her away, stopping this perversion before it got any worse, but for some reason he couldn't get his body to move.

The vibrations from her hungry moans were sending shivers of pleasure through his shaft and Sean could feel his daughter's hands holding the base of his prick steady and stroking his balls, giving him all the encouragement he needed to drive him even further down into the pit of depravity.

As his hip began to move on their own, thrusting his cock into his daughter's mouth Sean finally found the strength he needed to move and with one almighty tug he yanked his prick out of Sadie's mouth, but it was too late. Even as his cockhead slipped out from between her lips the first gush of his seed exploded from within it.

His first flow shot all the way into the back of Sadie's open mouth, leaving a trail hanging from her lower lip. The second spray shot over her cheek, almost reaching her eye as it clung to her warm skin. The third hit her shoulder as her father turned away from her, oozing its way down onto her breast all the way to her erect nipple. After that Sean let the rest of his seed splatter over the hotel sheets, adding to the slick damp stain already smeared over the cotton fibers.
 
Sadie had swallowed what cum he gave her. However after she finished savoring her tasty treat, the reality of what she had done... Forced her father to do. Shame started to wash over her. When he realized who she was, she could have stopped. They could have talked about what happened and then never speak of it again... But something had come over her.

Sadie quickly got up, her cum filled pussy leaking from their sinful union. She went into the bathroom and turned on the shower. Thankful she always brought a change of clothes. As she fully undressed, she imagined that once she was out of the shower, her father would have most likely departed.

Stepping into the shower, she let the hot water hit her skin. She leaned against the tile wall as she was still processing everything. She should have just told him who she was as soon as she saw him. Then none of this would have happened.
 
As Sadie walked away, heading for the bathroom, Sean simply sat there, unmoving on the edge of the bed. All he could do was stare down at his flaccid cock as it dripped semen onto the sheets below. Finally the sound of flowing water brought him to his senses and he stirred from his revere.

Standing up Sean quickly dressed himself properly, straightening up him shirt and fastening his pants. He was about to leave the room when he realised that he couldn't just leave things like this, without saying a word to his daughter. Stepping up to the bathroom door he glanced in to see Sadie standing under the warm flowing water.

His first reaction was to call out to her, to let her know he was there, but what could he say to her that, given what they'd been doing only a few minutes before, wouldn't make things worse? As he stood there pondering his eyes ran over his daughter's naked body, watching the water flowing over her.

At first he didn't even notice the change, but when his cock began to press against the crotch of his pants he suddenly realised how aroused he was watching his daughter as she cleaned herself, her hands moving over her soft, warm skin. With a snort of disgust he fled from the room, moving as fast as he could without running until he was standing in front of the elevator, waiting desperately for the doors to open.
 
Some time later

"I know mom..." Sadie held the phone to her ear as her mother complained that she hadn't seen her in a long time. "I've just been really busy with school... I'll visit soon." She lied. Sadie had no intention of visiting, not after what happened. "I love you too mom... Yeah... Tell daddy.... The same."

Sadie let out a heavy sigh after she hung up the phone. God, this was fucked up. Her phone rang again... Work

"Hello?" She was not happy. Chris had forced her into signing a year long contract. She wanted out but she wouldn't be able to leave legally until it was up... Unless she got fired, but something told Sadie a lot worse would happen to her if she tried that.

"Hello Miss. kitten, it's Lacey, from the office," the annoying high pitched secretary spoke into the phone. "I'm calling because we are going to need updated pictures for your profile and we wanted to update some information." She went on to explain that Sadie needed to be more open to what clients wanted. The goodnews is that the more she was willing to do, the more money she would get.

Even though Sadie didn't want to be a whore, she was actually very good at her job. She started getting regulars very quickly and more people asking for her. It was hard to balance work and school at the same time. Sadie scheduled her next appointment to come in to get updated pictures.

"One more thing Miss Kitten, you just got booked for this evening. At the Hilton hotel at midnight. I know that's a little late but the client is willing to pay extra for your time."

Sadie paused for a moment, "fine... Does he have any special requests?"
 
"He said he'd like you to wear your normal clothes, and your locket." The operator said, reading from the notes which had been left on the website. The secretary didn't really understand what the customer had meant by that, but she dealt with hundreds of bookings a week and didn't understand most of them either.

Sitting nervously at his desk, Sean watched the screen anxiously waiting for the confirmation to come though. He knew he was taking a risk, but he needed to speak with Sadier and get the situation sorted out before anyone found out about it. 'For God's sake, she's your daughter and you... you fucked her like some cheap whore!'

Ever since that afternoon he'd been trying to justify his actions to himself, but every explanation he came up with was worse than the one before. How could he have not known it was her? Had it really been so long since they'd last seen each other, or was it just that he didn't really know his own daughter that well to start with?

He tried to think back to the last time they'd really spent any quality time together, but all he got were fleeting moments at family gatherings where he'd been so busy with other people he'd hardly even spoken to Sadie, let alone taken the time to discuss her life or what was happening to her.

And then there was Chris. Sean had met him a couple of times and liked the boy well enough to help out on the deposit for a new apartment, knowing full well that Sadie would be living there with him, but now he didn't even know if he was still around. Sadie hadn't mentioned him at all the last few times she'd called, but then again Sean hadn't really been listening.

THe computer pinged as the email arrived, the confirmation of a last-minute booking with Miss Kitten for later tonight. With a relieved sigh Sean relaxed in his chair. She'd agreed to meet with him at least, even if she didn't know it was him.

After a few moments Sean reached out for the phone and hit the first number on his speed dial. The ringer burbled in his ear for several long seconds before finally his wife, Sadie's mother, answered. "Hey Honey," Sean said, his voice slightly strained knowing he was about to lie to her so blatantly. It was for her own good. If she knew the truth it would devastate her. "I'm sorry but I'm going to have to work late tonight, very late. Don't worry about dinner, I'll get something delivered to the office."
 
When the secretary mentioned the heart shaped locket, Sadie knew exactly who it was that booked the appointment... To was too late now, she already said she would do it. Fuck. Well, in all fairness, Sadie didn't make it easy on her dad. She had avoided all communication with him.

At least she didn't have to worry about actual sex. She doubted that was why he made the appointment. Sadie spent the rest of her day working on school work. Chris came home after a few hours from drinking with his buddies. It was now nearing 11:30pm and Sadie was in the process of getting dressed, but not dressed up. She pulled on a pair of jeans and a light blue tank top with a cardigan. Then she put on her locket as instructed. Sadie did put on a little makeup. She was just about done when Chris came up behind her and started touching her. She could smell the alcohol on his breath.

"Hey baby... Whatcha doing?" He slurred.

"I've got a John tonight," there was no way she way telling him anymore than that. "I need the car." Chris was in no condition to drive.

Chris started laughing as he groped at her breasts and grind into her ass. "You're going on a job dressed like that?" He started to pull her towards their bed, "you look like you're getting ready for church."

"It's what the client wants... Chris, stop it. I have to go."

She felt him roughly grab her hair. Forcing her head back to look at him. "You really expect me to believe that you're going on a job looking like that? Guys don't pay to fuck girls who look like prudes, they want sluts. Now, tell me. Who are you going to go see?"

Sadie winced as Chris started hurting her. He pushed her down onto the bed and climbed over her. "Get off of me!" She tried to push him away but he held her there. "Fine, you want to know who I'm seeing so badly? I'm seeing a real man who knows how to actually make a woman cum!"

SMACK

Sadie's head snapped to the left as she saw stars from how hard he backhanded her. That was going to leave a mark, and it stung something terrible. When did the relationship turn into this? When she first met Chris, he had been so sweet and nice... That's right, it wasn't until they started living together did he start treating her like property.

"Get the fuck out, Whore." He hissed and the. Rolled off of her.

Sadie didn't. Need to be told twice. She got up and grabbed her bag and left, slamming the door shut. She could feel her cheek already bruising. As she took the elevator down she checked the time... She was definitely going to be late. Since she already knew who it was she was meeting, she texted her father.

I'm running late...

It was all she wrote. It was enough to tell him that she was still coming. Since she didn't have Chris's car, she had to use public transit. She finally arrived to the hotel 20 minutes after the original. Hopefully this was going to be quick and painless. She got the room number from the front desk and then headed up stairs.

She stood infront of the door. Her heart pounding. And knocked and waited for him to open the door.
 
Sean had arrived early to the hotel, very early. It had barely been much passed nine when he'd first walked through the door and booked himself into a twin room. He told the concierge that his daughter would be joining him later and that he'd be in the bar if anyone called for him.

Around half past ten, with his third glass sitting empty in front of him, Sean's phone had beeped for his attention. Quickly pulling it from his pocket, hoping it was a call from Sadie, he saw the low power message flashing on the screen. With a sign he switch the little box off, no-one should need to get ahold of him tonight anyway since he'd used one excuse or another to explain his absence.

After another hour of trying to look calm and relaxed, and another two drinks, Sean made his way up to the room. The card-coded door lock seemed to be broken, and every time he tried to slide the little plastic card inside it slipped away out of his hand. On his fourth attempt one of the housemaid, pushing a cart down the corridor on her way to or from whatever menial task it was she did, took pity on him and helped him get the door open.

Dropping his briefcase onto one of the beds Sean headed for the toilet to relieve some of the pressure building up inside him. Standing over the sink as he dried his hands Sean looked at the reflection in the mirror. He was looking rough, with his five o'clock shadow for of a gloom and his eyes sunken from lack of sleep. Quickly splashing himself with some cold water he tried to clean himself up as best he could before moving back into the bedroom.

It was getting close to midnight now and Sean had to admit he was nervous about what might happen when his daughter arrived. Taking a seat at the small writing desk he shifted himself around so he had a clear view of both the clock on the wall and the doorway and then settled in to wait.

Ten minutes later he started to get worried. After fifteen he called down to the front desk to make sure Sadie hadn't been sent to the wrong room, and to check the correct time. When the knock finally came Sean leapt from him chair and hurried towards the door, only to trip over his own feet and tumble over onto his face.

Struggling to get up he called out, "I'm coming, I'm coming..." as he pulled himself up on the corner of the bed and finally righted himself again. Taking more care this time he finally made it to the door and after a couple of attempts managed to unlock it and pull it open.
 
Sadie could hear sounds on the other side of the door. It was definitely her father. Sadie had strategically placed her hair so that it covered her right cheek, where Chris had hit her. Hopefully Daddy wouldn't want her to do much talking, her cheek was really tender.

The door finally opened and she couldn't help but to blush because of the situation.

"Hi..." Was all that she could muster. "I had to take the subway..." She stepped into the room, her hands clutching at the straps of her purse. Her heart was pounding as she walked into the room.

She saw there were two twin beds... She doubted that they would be staying the night. No, it was going to be a long and awkward conversation. Sadie sat her purse on the nightstand and then sat on the bed and waited until her father started talking... She had no idea what to say, she never thought she would be here in another hotel room with him. Desperately she avoided looking at him.

Shamefully, after that first time... Sadie had fantasized about being with her father again. It was wrong, all of it was, but she couldn't help it. Never had she ever cum so hard before, and she suspected that was because she trusted him so much... Even if he hadn't realized it was her.
 
As she stood in the doorway Sean couldn't help but stare at his little girl. No, not a girl, A woman, he corrected himself. She looked so different from the last time he'd seen her. That time her face had been caked with make-up and her clothes pinned in just the right way to emphasise her femininity, but now her make-up was far more subdued and clothes worked with the curves of her body rather than forcing a shape onto them. If anything she looked even more desirable.

For a moment the vision of Sadie standing naked in the shower, her body caressed by the falling water, washed through Sean's mind, but as he felt a stirring in his loins he quickly pushed the thought away. This was his daughter, not his lover. But she could be both, came the whisper from somewhere dark inside his mind.

Shaking his head to clear the cobwebs away he followed Sadie into the room and sat down next to her on the bed, his hands clasped on his lap, fingers intertwined. For what seemed like an eternity they just sat there in silence, neither of them wanting to be the first to speak until the pressure between them seemed to become a crushing weight.

Taking a deep breath Sean turned to face his daughter and with a smile said, "So, you're a wh..." he paused, not able to say the word, not to her, not like this, "you're a sex worker now?" He tried to make it sound casual, as though he were asking whether she enjoyed jazz, or if she favoured Baccarat or Pontoon, but ask he spoke he heard his voice cracking.
 
Sadie raised an eyebrow to her father, finally looking at him. "Um... Yeah..." Well that was extremely awkward. Well if he was going to make it awkward, she was going to do it right back. "And you... Like to enjoy... Sex workers." She blushed. "I'm guessing mom doesn't know."

She was pretty sure mom wouldn't allow her father to do stuff like this. "I'm not going to say anything if you're not." She sighed as the tension in the air became thicker.

"You know... I wasn't intending for... That night to happen."
 
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Sean rubbed the back of his neck nervously and gave a crooked smile. "Yeah, well... I don't suppose either of us can claim the moral high ground here. Both of us have made mistakes and I'm sure we'll go on making them."

Lifting his head Sean starred at his daughter earnestly. "Look, I have to know... what happened? How did you end up like... well, like this..." He asked, waving his hand around to indicate the hotel room, and the bed they were sitting on. "I mean... did we do something wrong?"
 
"No, no Daddy," she shook her head as her eyes looked to the floor. When she shook her head, her hair moved to reveal her bruised cheek. "It's... A long story." Not really, but she wasn't sure if she wanted to tell her father the truth, her parents had seemed to like Chris.
 
Reaching out Sean wrapped his hand around the back of his daughter's neck, holding her gently as he cradled her skull in his hand, just as he'd done when she'd been a baby. "You know I love you, right Kitten?" He asked, his voice slurring a little from exhaustion. It had been a long day and his thoughts were beginning to get a little blurry.

He knew she needed more than just words to let her know how he felt, she needed to be shown. Leaning in closer Sean nuzzled the side of his little girl's face with his, breathing in her scent as he tenderly kissed her cheek. Slowly he made his way around until their lips met and suddenly her was pushing her back, his mouth pressed tightly against hers.
 
Sadie looked up to her father as he reassured her. "I know Daddy... I love you too." She gently leaned into his hand as he cradled her head. She closed her eyes as he came in close and gently nuzzled her. She nuzzled back. It was something they had always done when they had a father daughter moment... But of course this time it felt different being this close to him.

He kissed her cheek, and there was a slight fluttering feeling on her chest as his kisses came closer to her mouth. When he finally touched her lips, she kissed back, sighing softly into the kiss. She could taste the alcohol on him, but it didn't bother her. Slowly she brought her arms up and around her father's neck as the kiss became more heated. Then she felt the mattess on her back.
 
Slowly Sean slid his hand up Sadie's side, his fingers dancing over her thigh before brushing her belly under her tank top. Moving up beneath the fabric, his wrist pulling her top up behind it as he went, his hand was soon grazing over her breast. He was a little surprised at first to discover Sadie wasn't wearing uny underwear beneath her top, and a moment later, as his fingers softly teased her swelling nipple, he realised that what he was doing was very wrong.

Pulling away from the kiss Sean tried to tug his arm out from under his daughter's clothes, only to find his watch catching against her top. With a ominous shredding sound the flimsy material tore open, leaving Sadie's naked breasts on full display as he towered over her.
 
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Sadie moaned softly as she felt her father's had slip up her shirt and tease her breasts and nipples until they became firm little buds. Her thighs now rested up on either side of his hips. This was very different from when they were first together. It was softer... More gentle.

And then when Sean broke the kiss she sensed that the moment was over. Awkwardly he tried to free his hand but his wrist watch caught her top. The top had been rather old. She tried to help her father free his hand, but with one good yank, her top ripped open. She gasped, neither one of them had intended for that to happen. Sadie tried to cover herself, but her father had already seen them, and this wasn't even the first time.
 
Reaching out Sean took hold of his daughter's wrists as she tried to cover her naked breasts. "No, you don't have to..." he said in a soft, gentle tone as he pulled her arms away, leaving her chest bare before him.

His hand stroked down her arm before moving to cup her breast in his palm, lifting it between his fingers as his thumb traced around her erect nipple. "You are truly beautiful, my little Kitten." He mumbled, half to himself, before bending down and running his tongue over the sensitive bud.

Sucking on it he pulled the nipple into his mouth, his other hand moving down to caress its partner as he nipped the bud with his teeth. He knew that he shouldn't be doing this, not with his daughter, but the alcohol bubbling in his brain deadened any thought he had of stopping. Right now it felt good, it felt right, and he didn't want to stop.
 
"Daddy..." She said softly when she felt his mouth on her nipple. She moaned softly and arched her back up, pressing more of her breast into his face and the other into his hand. Sadie could feel his hardness pressed against her. She was certain that she was already soaking her panties as her father explored her body.

She should stop this... He had been drinking. If she allowed him to continue, it would be as if she was taking advantage of him. She bit her bottom lip, she really didn't want to stop, but they needed to salvage what was left of their relationship.

"Daddy... Daddy," she gently cupped his face and pulled him up to face her. Her hair was spread out beneath her on the bed, nothing hiding her inflamed cheek from where Chris struck her. "Daddy, we... We need to stop."
 
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