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#Abuse #Incest #Mature #Tween
By Rough
Daddy shows 12 year old Emma what her ass and throat are for…
Twelve year old Emma sat cross-legged on the living room floor, surrounded by a sea of Legos. The vibrant colors contrasted sharply with the beige carpet. She squinted, her tiny fingers meticulously piecing together the castle she’d been building all afternoon. Her dad, Larry, sailed in from the kitchen, his laughter echoing through the house. “Alright, champ,” he called out, “I’ve got a surprise for you!”
Her heart fluttered with excitement as she looked up from her creation. Larry’s eyes twinkled with mischief, a knowing smile playing on his lips as he approached. He knelt down beside her, his large hand resting gently on her shoulder. “You’ve been a really good girl today, haven’t you?” he asked, his voice a soft rumble that seemed to resonate in the very air around them.
Emma nodded eagerly, her curiosity piqued. “Yes, Daddy,” she replied, her voice a sweet, innocent melody.
Larry leaned in closer, his breath warm against her ear. “You know, Emma, there’s something special about daddies and their little girls.” He paused, watching her reaction, his smile never wavering. “We share a special bond that nobody else can understand.” His hand slid from her shoulder to the small of her back, his thumb tracing lazy circles through her shirt.
Emma’s eyes widened slightly, a hint of confusion flickering across her young face. “What do you mean, Daddy?” she questioned, her voice a whisper.
Larry’s hand paused in its gentle caress, his thumb hovering just above the waistband of her shorts. “You see, sweetie,” he began, his voice a soothing purr, “sometimes, daddies and their daughters do things that are just for them.” His gaze was intense, his eyes boring into hers. “It’s a secret, something that makes us closer.”
Emma felt a peculiar tingle in her stomach, one she hadn’t felt before. She looked up at her dad, her mind racing to understand what he was saying. He was her hero, her protector, the person she trusted most in the world. If he was telling her something important, she knew she had to listen.
“What kind of things, Daddy?” she asked, her voice quivering with a mix of excitement and trepidation.
Larry leaned in even closer, his mouth just a breath away from hers. “Things that make us feel really, really good,” he whispered, his eyes sparkling with excitement. “And it’s our little secret, okay?”
Emma nodded slowly, the tingle in her stomach growing stronger. She trusted her daddy more than anyone else in the world. If this was something special they were going to do together, she wanted to make him proud.
“Now, be a good girl and take your clothes off for Daddy,” Larry said, his voice low and firm, yet filled with a strange tenderness that sent a shiver down Emma’s spine.
Her heart raced as she obeyed, her little hands fumbling with the buttons of her shirt. She had never felt so exposed, yet oddly thrilled, as the fabric slipped away from her small frame. Her cheeks burned with a mix of embarrassment and anticipation as she pushed her shorts and panties down her legs, revealing her nakedness to her father for the first time. Larry’s eyes roamed over her, his smile growing wider as he took in the sight of her bare, untouched body.
Her chest was flat, her nipples two tiny, pink buds standing to attention. Her stomach was a canvas of soft, unblemished skin that stretched tautly over her budding hips. Between her legs, her plump pink lips were still smooth and hairless, but clearly starting develope. Larry’s eyes lingered there, a hunger in his gaze that made her squirm. He reached out and touched her, his rough fingers tracing the outline of her labia before sliding up to her clit, causing a jolt of pleasure to shoot through her.
“You’re so beautiful,” he murmured, his hand cupping her sex gently. “And so grown up.”
Emma felt a warm blush spread across her cheeks, her eyes darting down to her exposed body. She’d never thought about herself that way before, but hearing her daddy say it made her feel special, like she’d unlocked some secret part of herself that she hadn’t even known existed. She watched as Larry pushed himself to his feet, his erection straining against the fabric of his pants, and made his way into the kitchen. The sound of a drawer opening and closing echoed through the house, and a moment later, he re-emerged, holding a bottle of olive oil in one hand and a wicked smile on his lips.
With a gentle but firm grip, Larry took her by the arm and led her to the dining room table. He positioned her so that she was bent over the edge, her bare bottom in the air. The cool wood felt strange against her skin, sending goosebumps racing across her back. She bit her bottom lip, a mix of fear and excitement bubbling up inside her as she felt him spread her cheeks apart.
Larry’s touch was surprisingly gentle as he coated her tiny, unexplored bumhole with the slick oil. His finger circled the tight ring of muscle, teasing it open just enough to allow a single digit to slip inside. Emma gasped at the sensation, feeling simultaneously scared and thrilled by the newness of it all. The cool liquid eased the way, and she felt her body slowly begin to relax, even as the intrusion grew more intense.
“It’s okay, baby,” he crooned, his voice a soothing balm to her nerves. “Daddy’s here, and I’ll never hurt you.”
Emma clenched her eyes shut, focusing on her father’s gentle words as his second finger pushed inside her. The burn grew stronger, a sensation that was both painful and exhilarating. She felt her body stretch to accommodate him, the unyielding pressure making her whimper. Larry’s free hand came to rest on her back, his touch soothing the sting as he continued to probe her tiny rear hole.
“Good girl,” he praised, his voice thick with approval. “You’re doing so well.”
Emma felt a strange mix of emotions as her father’s big, rough fingers delved deeper into her tight, unexplored cavity. Each movement was a dance between pain and pleasure, a sensation so foreign and overwhelming that she didn’t know how to react. Her body trembled with each gentle push, the oil doing little to alleviate the discomfort as her ass stretched to accommodate his thick digits.
“Ready for the next step, sweetie?” Larry asked, his voice strained with excitement.
Emma nodded, her eyes still squeezed shut as she tried to process the sensations. She felt him remove his fingers, and for a brief moment, she was filled with relief. But it was short-lived as she heard the sound of his belt buckle jingling, and the rustle of fabric as he undid his pants.
The head of Larry’s cock was slick with precum and oil as he positioned it at her tight opening. The pressure was immense, and she could feel the blunt tip pushing against her, straining to get in. “Daddy,” she whimpered, her voice tight with fear.
Larry leaned over her, his hand stroking her hair gently. “It’s okay, Emma,” he reassured her. “You’re going to take all of me, like a good little girl. Just relax, like you’re going to the bathroom.”
Emma took a deep breath, her face scrunched up with effort. She focused on his words, trying to push down the fear and remember the times when she had to go number two. She thought of the feeling of her body relaxing, allowing things to pass through. It helped, and she felt the tension in her muscles ease just a fraction.
And with that, Larry pushed, and with a pop, the bulbous head of his cock slid inside her. The pain was sharp and intense, stealing the breath from her lungs. She let out a strangled cry, her fists clenching the edge of the table as her eyes filled with tears. “It hurts,” she whimpered, her voice small and scared.
Larry’s hand tightened on her hip, his breath ragged in her ear. “I know, baby,” he said, his voice strained with his own effort to hold back. “But it’ll get better, I promise. Just keep breathing.”
And so, Emma took another deep breath and focused on her father’s calming voice. As she did, she felt him inch deeper into her, his cock stretching her tight sphincter further than she ever thought possible. The pain was a living, pulsing entity, but it began to give way to a fullness she’d never experienced before. Larry’s strokes grew longer, slower, as he worked his way inch by inch into her tight, virgin bum hole. Each thrust was met with a muffled gasp from her, her cheek pressed against the cool wood of the table as she endured the painful pleasure.
Her body began to react in ways she didn’t understand, her pussy growing wet with arousal despite the discomfort in her ass. Larry’s hand slid from her hip to her back, his finger finding its way to her clit. He rubbed slow, firm circles, coaxing a different kind of sensation to the forefront of her consciousness. The pain began to recede, replaced with a burning need that grew with each stroke of his cock.
“You’re doing so good,” he murmured, his voice thick with desire. “You’re taking all of Daddy’s cock.”
Emma’s eyes remained tightly closed as she felt the full length of Larry’s cock buried deep within her. Each slow withdrawal was followed by an equally deep thrust, his girth stretching her to the limit. The pain had transformed into something else, a throbbing ache that melded with the growing arousal from his attentions to her clit. Her breathing grew ragged, her chest heaving as she adjusted to the rhythm of her father’s hips sliding against her. The sound of skin slapping skin filled the room, a symphony of depravity that seemed to resonate in her very soul.
As Larry’s strokes grew faster, so too did the pressure building within her. She could feel the tension coiling in her belly, a tightening that she had only ever experienced during her secret moments of exploration. Yet, this was so much more intense, so much more powerful. His fingers danced over her clit, the circles growing smaller and more insistent with each passing moment. Her legs trembled, and she gripped the table with white-knuckled fervor, her body arching backward to meet each of his deep, penetrating strokes.
The pain had become a distant memory, replaced by a crescendo of pleasure that grew with each passing second. And then it hit her, the first orgasm of her life, ripping through her like a bolt of lightning. Her body convulsed, her muscles tightening around Larry’s thick cock as she let out a high-pitched scream of ecstasy. The sensation was overwhelming, a mix of pleasure and pain that sent her soaring to new heights of sensation. Larry groaned, his hips stuttering as he felt her inner walls clench around him, her body begging for more.
“Does daddy’s little girl like being ass fucked?” Larry’s question hung in the air, his breath hot against her ear as he continued to pump in and out of her tight, slick hole. The question was almost rhetorical, the answer already clear in the way her body responded to his every thrust. The pain had morphed into something else entirely, a full-bodied ache that seemed to resonate with the need building in her core.
Emma couldn’t form words, her mind a whirlwind of sensation. She could only nod, her body moving instinctively to meet each of her father’s movements. The slap of his hips against her ass grew louder, a tempo that seemed to match the racing of her heart. His grip on her hip tightened, his strokes becoming more urgent as he approached his own climax.
With a final grunt, Larry pulled out of her, his cock glistening with a mix of oil, cum and her ass juices. Before she could even catch her breath, he was around the table, his hand cupping her chin and turning her head towards his crotch. The head of his cock was swollen, the veins pulsing with his release. “Open up, baby,” he instructed, his voice firm.
Emma’s eyes went wide as she stared at his member, a thick bead of cum hanging precariously from the tip. She didn’t know what to do, but the need to please him was stronger than any disgust she might have felt. She parted her lips and took his cock into her mouth, the taste of saltiness and musk hitting her tongue. She could feel his hot, sticky cum ooze onto her taste buds, and she had to fight the urge to gag.
Larry’s hand cradled the back of her head, guiding her movements as she began to clean him off. Each stroke of her tongue along his shaft sent a shiver of pleasure through him, and he couldn’t help but groan. “That’s it, baby,” he praised, his voice strained with pleasure. “Make sure you get it all.”
Emma did her best to follow his instructions, her eyes watering slightly as he pushed his cock deeper into her mouth. The taste was foreign, but she focused on pleasing her daddy, her own pleasure a distant memory amidst the newness of her task. She felt his hand on her cheek, his thumb brushing away a tear that had escaped the corner of her eye. “Good girl,” he murmured, his voice thick with satisfaction.
Larry’s cock grew harder with each pass of her tongue, his hips moving in a gentle rocking motion to encourage her. He could feel his cockhead hitting the back of her throat, and the sensation was exquisite. He took a moment to appreciate the sight of his daughter, naked and on her knees, eagerly pleasing him. It was a moment he had dreamed of for so long, and the reality was even better than his fantasies.
“Deeper,” he urged, his voice gruff with desire.
Emma’s eyes watered as she felt the head of Larry’s cock pushing past her gag reflex, filling her throat. She gagged, her body fighting against the intrusion, but he didn’t stop. His hand remained firm, guiding her, pushing her to take all of him. The taste was overwhelming, a mix of salt and something else, something musky that made her stomach lurch. She felt her eyes tearing up, her cheeks reddening with the effort not to choke.
“Take it, baby,” he grunted, his grip tightening. “Take all of Daddy’s cock.”
Emma’s eyes watered as Larry pushed his cock down her throat. The sensation was suffocating, her airway blocked by his thick, pulsing member. She struggled against his hold, her eyes wide with panic, but his hand remained firm, his gaze never leaving her. He watched with a twisted satisfaction as her cheeks bulged and her eyes grew frantic, her tiny hands clawing at his legs for purchase.
With a grunt, Larry pushed even deeper, until the tip of his cock is buried in the back of her throat. She gagged, trying to pull away, but his grip was unyielding. Her nose was buried in his pubic hair, the musky scent of him filling her nostrils. It was a scent she would never forget, a scent that was now forever linked to the feeling of his cock filling her up, her throat tight around his shaft.
Her eyes bulged out, the pressure unbearable. She could see the veins in her neck pulsing, a silent scream escaping her as she tried to breathe around the thickness of his cock. Tears streamed down her cheeks, mixing with the snot that had begun to bubble from her nose. Her face was a mask of distress, her eyes wide and pleading.
Larry watched with a sick fascination as he violently fucked her throat, his hips moving in a rapid, punishing rhythm. Each thrust was met with a muffled gag, her throat convulsing around his shaft. The sight of her in such distress was a powerful aphrodisiac, pushing him closer and closer to the brink of his climax.
Her eyes rolled back in her head, and her body went limp, her tiny hands slipping from his legs. Emma had passed out, unable to breath. Yet, Larry didn’t stop. He held her head firmly in his hand, his other hand braced against the table, and continued to pound away at her unresponsive body. The sounds of her gagging and choking had been replaced by a worrisome silence, her breaths coming in shallow gasps.
The pressure inside him grew to a crescendo, his cock pulsing with the need to release. With one final, brutal thrust, Larry felt himself reach the peak. He groaned, his hips bucking as ropes of hot cum shot from the end of his cock, filling her throat. She remained still, her body unmoving as he emptied himself into her, the salty warmth of his seed trickling down her throat and into her stomach.
When he finally pulled out, Emma gasped for air, her face red and tear-stained. She collapsed to the floor, her body limp and trembling. She coughed, trying to catch her breath, her eyes wide and unfocused. Larry looked down at her, a strange mix of pride and concern etched on his face. He’d never felt so powerful, so in control, and the sight of his daughter at his mercy was intoxicating.
But as she coughed and sputtered, her eyes fluttering open to look up at him, he couldn’t help but feel a twinge of guilt. He had pushed her too far, perhaps. But the pleasure he had felt was indescribable, and the desire to feel it again was already building within him. He reached down, his hand cupping her cheek gently. “It’s okay, baby,” he murmured. “Daddy’s here.”
Emma looked up at him, her eyes glazed over with a mix of fear and confusion. Larry realized he had gone too fast, had been too rough. He needed to be more careful, to ease her into the new world he was opening up for her. He scooped her up in his arms, carrying her to the couch. Her small body was trembling, her breaths still ragged as he laid her down and tucked a blanket around her.
“Daddy’s sorry, baby,” he whispered, his voice thick with remorse. “I just get so excited when I’m with you. But you have to know, this is what we’re going to do from now on.” He paused, stroking her hair gently. “Every time I want, I’m going to use your tight little ass and throat to make myself feel good, okay?”
Emma nodded weakly, her throat raw and sore. She was still in shock from the intensity of what had just happened, her mind struggling to process the events. A part of her felt dirty and used, but another part, a part she didn’t quite understand, felt a strange sense of satisfaction, like she had done something that made her daddy happy.
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By Rough
#Abuse #Incest #Mature #Tween
