It was her twentieth birthday, and the house was quiet after the small family dinner. Her mother had gone to bed early with a headache. Elena sat on the edge of her childhood bed in a thin white nightgown that clung to her body, the soft cotton brushing against her bare nipples. She had deliberately left her panties off.
Her father, Daniel, stood in the doorway. Tall, broad-shouldered, the same man who had carried her as a child now looking at her with an intensity that made her cunt throb.
“Happy birthday, baby,” he said, voice low.
She didn’t answer with words. She simply spread her knees a little wider so the hem of the nightgown rode up, revealing the smooth, hairless lips of her pussy. She had shaved that morning for him.
Daniel closed the door behind him and locked it. He walked over, knelt between her legs, and pushed the nightgown up to her waist. His thumbs parted her outer lips. She was already wet—slick and shiny under the bedside lamp.
“You’re dripping,” he murmured. “My little girl is ready for her father.”
He leaned in and dragged his tongue slowly from the bottom of her slit up to her clit, then sucked the swollen nub into his mouth. Elena’s hips jerked. She grabbed two fistfuls of his hair and held him there while he licked her open, fucking her hole with his tongue, tasting the clear fluid that kept welling up. He pushed two thick fingers inside her while he sucked, curling them against the soft spot on her front wall until her thighs shook.
“Daddy… please…”
He stood, stripped, and his cock sprang free—thick, heavy, the head already glistening. He was big. She had seen him soft before, but hard he looked almost impossible. He guided the blunt head between her folds, rubbing up and down, coating himself in her wetness until the head was shiny and dark.
“This is mine now,” he said. “Your first cock is going to be your father’s.”
He pressed forward. The fat head stretched her virgin entrance, burning as it forced its way in. Elena gasped, eyes wide, fingers digging into his shoulders. Inch by inch he sank into her tight, unused cunt. She felt every ridge, every vein, the way her inner walls were forced to open around him. When he bottomed out, his balls pressed against her ass and the head of his cock nudged something deep inside her.
He stayed still, letting her adjust, kissing her open mouth while she whimpered. Then he began to move—slow, deep strokes that dragged his thick shaft along her walls. Each thrust pushed a little more of her wetness out around him, coating his cock and dripping down onto the sheets. The wet, filthy sound of her cunt being fucked filled the room.
“Look at you,” he growled against her ear. “Taking your daddy’s cock like you were made for it. Your little pussy is gripping me so hard.”
He hooked her legs over his arms and drove deeper, faster. The bed creaked. Elena’s tits bounced under the nightgown until he yanked it up and over her head, leaving her completely naked. He sucked one nipple hard while he fucked her, teeth grazing the sensitive peak. She came with a broken cry, her virgin cunt spasming around his invading cock, juices squirting out around the base and soaking his balls.
He didn’t stop. He flipped her onto her hands and knees, shoved her face into the pillow, and mounted her from behind. His hands gripped her hips hard enough to bruise as he slammed into her. The new angle let him go even deeper. Every thrust forced a wet slap of skin on skin and a soft, choked moan from her.
“Daddy’s going to fill you,” he panted. “Going to pump his cum into his daughter’s freshly opened cunt on her birthday.”
He reached under her and rubbed her clit in tight circles while he pounded her. Elena came again, harder, her whole body locking up as her pussy clenched and fluttered around him. Daniel groaned and buried himself to the root, cock pulsing as thick ropes of cum flooded her. She felt every spurt—hot, heavy, painting her insides. Some of it leaked out around his shaft as he kept grinding, pushing his seed deeper.
He stayed inside her until he softened, then pulled out slowly. A thick white stream of his cum followed, running down her inner thighs and onto the sheets. Elena collapsed onto her stomach, legs still spread, the evidence of what her father had done to her glistening between them.
Daniel lay beside her, one hand stroking her back, the other sliding between her legs to push two fingers back into her used, cum-filled hole.
“Happy birthday, baby,” he whispered. “This is only the beginning.”
He kept his fingers inside her, slowly pumping, mixing his cum with her juices while she trembled and came one more quiet time around his hand.
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