I grab my phone and take a few selfies of my half-naked, aroused body, intending to send them to a guy I’ve been fantasizing about for a long time.
Lately, I’ve been so incredibly horny that all I do is masturbate. I lie on my bed, half-naked, savouring every movement of my hands. The faces of various guys flash through my mind—men sliding their hard cocks into my horny pussy, fucking me intensely. When I’m this aroused and masturbating, one orgasm follows another.
I crave being fucked hard, and I want to suck a big cock, just like those sluts do in porn movies.
• The Selfie
I grab my phone and take a few selfies of my half-naked, aroused body, intending to send them to a guy I’ve been fantasizing about for a long time.
I send the selfie with the message: “This needs to be fucked, urgently.” That should be enough to get him going. Within a minute, I get a reply that reads…
“Hey, I got your selfie and read the message twice. You look incredibly hot in that photo—I’d love to fuck you hard. In the meantime, keep masturbating that horny pussy of yours and leave your bedroom door ajar; I’m on my way.”
It’s a bit of an odd message—I suppose I expected him to write something different than “masturbate your pussy… leave the bedroom door ajar?” Still, I jump off the bed, leave the bedroom door slightly open, and feel my pussy—now completely aroused—trembling with excitement.
As I lie on the bed, masturbating, I suddenly think back to the selfie I sent. I take a quick look at my phone again and, to my utter shock, realize that in all the excitement, I sent the message not to the guy I’m so horny for, but to my dad. I re-read the message I received and immediately think, “Shit—my dad’s going to show up here with a hard cock, isn’t he?”
I glance at the bedroom door, which I’d left slightly ajar, my heart pounding with anticipation. I’m still completely naked—my horny pussy, which I’d hoped would be fucked by that cute guy, is throbbing. I’m so aroused that it doesn’t even matter to me who walks through that door. I quickly pull my top up, exposing my lovely breasts, and close my eyes. I start masturbating again, waiting for the door to open.
I feel someone climb onto the bed from the foot end, but I don’t dare open my eyes. My nerves are racing as the hand I’m using to stroke my sensitive clit is pushed aside.
Then, I feel a warm, wet tongue begin to lick my pussy—it feels so incredible that I get goosebumps. Two fingers slide deep inside me.
The bed shifts, and I feel a body crawl over me; suddenly, a large, hard cock is thrust deep into my wet, licked-clean pussy. My eyes remain closed, but I know exactly whose cock is now pounding away inside me. I recognize the scent of his aftershave—it’s my dad.
I let him carry on, spreading my legs even wider. I want to feel his hard cock deep inside my now-soaked pussy. I wrap both my arms around him and moan loudly with pleasure. I feel an orgasm building—one far more intense than any I’ve ever experienced before. I can’t hold it back any longer; I cry out and push my orgasm to the surface. I feel his hard cock sliding through the fluids in my vagina, which only makes me even more aroused. With one hand, I run my fingers through Daddy’s hair and whisper softly into his ear, “Deeper and harder, Daddy.” He picks up the pace, then suddenly shouts, “Look at me—I’m going to fill your pussy!” I open my eyes for the first time and see the sweat on his forehead; with a loud roar, he fills my pussy with his hot semen.
He continues thrusting for a while, and I can feel the semen running down my buttocks as it spills out of me. We lie side by side, and I snuggle up to him, saying, “Sorry about that selfie—I thought I’d sent it to someone else.” Daddy turns me around, presses my breasts together, and sucks firmly on my nipples. He looks at me and says, “I know where your bedroom is, so no more selfies—I’ll just have to come and spoil my horny daughter more often. When I show up, you’d better be ready for my cock.” He kisses my forehead, leaves the room, and I hear the door click shut.
There I lie, left behind with hard nipples and a very wet pussy. I run my fingers over my pussy, then lick them—for the first time, I taste my own daddy’s semen. Everything that has happened makes me so horny that I simply have to masturbate, leading to a wonderfully relaxing orgasm that will serve as the perfect conclusion to the whole experience.
While taking a lovely, warm shower, I gave my pussy a close shave so that it looks perfectly smooth. I slather my aroused body in cream and remain I play with my nipples for a while; they react immediately, becoming nice and firm. I look in the mirror and think, “What a hot, horny slut you are.” I turn off the light and walk into the kitchen, where Mom is busy preparing dinner.
She turns around, looks at me with a smile, and says, “Honey, don’t be ashamed about sending a nude selfie to your dad. I once sent a selfie like that to the wrong number myself—and boy, did I pay for it! I couldn’t walk for days; that guy really took me for a ride—my pussy burned for three days straight!” I look at her with a mix of surprise and admiration, impressed by how cool she is about the fact that I sent a nude selfie to Dad. Nothing more is said about it until Dad walks into the kitchen, and Mom repeats what she just told me. Dad starts to laugh and says, “I actually expected a selfie like that from you a long time ago—but better late than never!” Mom bursts into laughter at his remark. She serves dinner, and I can’t stop thinking about my dad’s big, hard cock. Will he come and fuck me again? He did say, “I know where your bedroom is.” Just the thought of being fucked by Dad again sends shivers down my spine, and I can feel my nipples reacting, hardening once more. They’re clearly visible, pressing right through my T-shirt. Mom notices and says, “Judging by your nipples, your mind is somewhere that must feel pretty damn good.” I instinctively look at my dad, give him a smile, and quickly finish the food on my plate. Mom’s words keep running through my mind—the very thought that she’s been fucked hard by a man other than Dad. I can still hear her saying, “I once sent a selfie of his to the wrong number; well, I certainly paid the price for that—I couldn’t walk for days, that guy really took me for a ride. My pussy burned for three days straight.” I can only conclude from this that she gets fucked hard outside the house quite often. It’s almost certain that Dad must be fucking other women, too.
I walk into the kitchen and see Mom on the phone. It’s a strange conversation, punctuated by occasional laughter. At one point, Mom says, “Yeah… yeah, you rascal… I bet you’d like that, wouldn’t you… you horny dog.” I can’t make heads or tails of it, but I assume she’s talking to Dad. Mom turns around and spots me sitting at the breakfast bar. I must have had a questioning look on my face, because I ask, “Was that Dad?” Just as I ask, Dad walks into the kitchen and kisses us both. I immediately feel him give my tight little ass a squeeze and a rub. Then, Mom says to Dad, “They’re all coming over this Saturday.” Still fumbling with my backside, Dad replies, “Fine, we’ll do that on Saturday, then.” I notice that Dad has developed a serious hard-on, and I simply can’t resist giving it a squeeze. My horny pussy reacts instantly, and my clit starts trembling like a reed in the wind. Dad whispers into my ear, “Go to your bedroom, take your clothes off, and masturbate—I’ll be up to join you.” Mom isn’t oblivious, either; she looks at both of us and says, “You two look like a couple in love.” Without a word, I head to my bedroom and immediately strip off my clothes. I wet my fingers and begin masturbating my aroused pussy. I don’t know how long it took before I had Dad’s hard cock inside me again, but he really knows how to fuck—wonderfully and endlessly. When Daddy needed to empty his balls, he sprayed his semen all over my horny body and said, “Rub it all over your tits.” I did exactly what Daddy said, sliding my hands through his semen. My nipples are standing erect, and I give them a few firm squeezes. I look at him, lick my hands clean, and keep my gaze fixed on him. I feel his large cock strike against my pussy and clitoris, then he thrusts it—now hard once again—deep inside me in one swift motion. With a deep sigh, I take his large, rigid cock back into me; it feels as though it’s pressing every last bit of air from my lungs. At a furious pace, Daddy fucks my perpetually horny pussy, and I let him—after all, I am his daughter. I’ve convinced myself that Daddy has a rightful claim to my pussy and is free to use me whenever and however much he pleases.
I have an in-depth conversation with Mom, and we talk openly about the pleasure of having a cock inside our pussies. Listening to Mom talk about sex with men, it’s clear that she’s almost always ready to spread her legs for any guy who wants to fuck her. Mom mentions that Daddy is involved with a swingers’ club, and that they go there every Saturday night. I listen, hanging on every word, imagining a group of naked people fucking and performing oral sex to their hearts’ content.
But that’s not what I want; I want to build a network of men who will satisfy my horny pussy as often as they desire. I told Mom what I do and don’t want. She even gave me a few phone numbers to get me started.
I can picture it perfectly: going from one place to the next and—without wasting many words—letting myself get fucked right away. My horny, screaming body just needs that to find some peace. Sometimes, when I’m walking through the city, I don’t look at the men’s faces; instead, I look at their trousers—at what they’ve got inside that might please me, even if just for a little while.
My parents didn’t think it was a good idea to bring me along to their Saturday-night sex parties, so I ended up heading out on my own to meet guys. Over the years, I’ve met quite a few. They come and go. My dad is still my regular fuck-buddy; he knows exactly what I want. He’s the one who taught me how to suck a hard cock. Dad can fuck deep—really deep—down my throat whenever he wants. Swallowing his semen is just part of it; my dad has the right to empty his balls into my throat.
Mom once remarked, “You let yourself be used as if you were Dad’s whore.” I’ve thought about that for a while, and if I’m being honest with myself, I *am* Dad’s personal whore—he can use me whenever it suits him. Mom shouldn’t act like things are the way she describes, though; she goes around whoring herself out in the city too, and she never turns down a cock.
Oh, do you remember how it all began? I sent a selfie to the wrong phone number. The selfie I intended to send to that exciting boy never got sent, because I became more interested in grown men—all thanks to Daddy, who showed me, in no uncertain terms, exactly how men use a young pussy for fucking.
I’ve never been able to shake that, if you catch my drift…
Mom did tell me not to overdo it. But honestly, what’s wrong with having a hard cock inside your pussy every single day? Mom thought it was perfectly normal that Daddy fucked me—after all, she had been fucked by her own father at a young age, too.
Sometimes Mom and I go out together and get absolutely pounded by a few guys—men who, without a shred of guilt, simply head back home afterwards to where their wives and children are waiting for their daddies.
MAXX
🔞 Candy.AI 🔥 AI Sex Chat – Roleplay, Erotic Stories, Try for Free 🕹️