Archive of Our Own

Chapter Text

The rain outside was a gentle patter against the windows, inside, the house was warm. Charlie sat in his favorite chair, a worn leather recliner that had seen better days, but it was comfortable, and that's all that mattered. He took a sip of his whiskey, letting the amber liquid warm his throat as he listened to the rhythmic tapping of the raindrops.

Bella, his twenty year old daughter, padded into the room, her bare feet silent on the plush carpet. She was wearing one of his old t-shirts, the fabric stretching tightly across her young, perky breasts. Her long, brunette hair was pulled into a messy bun, and her eyes had a mischievous sparkle to them that never failed to make his heart race.

"Daddy," she purred, leaning over the armrest of the chair to kiss his cheek, her breath warm and sweet. "I can't sleep. Can I sit with you?"

Charlie felt his cock twitch in his pants as he set his drink down. He knew what she wanted.

"Sure, sweetheart," he replied, his voice thick with lust he couldn't quite hide. She settled onto his lap, her ass pressing against his crotch, and he could feel her heat through his pants.

Bella wrapped her arms around his neck, nuzzling her face into his. "I had a bad dream," she whispered, her voice a soft purr. "Will you make it go away?"

Her words sent a shiver down Charlie's spine. He knew what she was asking for. The tension in the room thickened, charged with desire. He couldn't resist the allure of her youthful body, the way she looked at him with such need.

He set his whiskey glass aside with a gentle clink and wrapped his arms around her, pulling her closer. Her breath hitched as she felt his cock swell against her, and she leaned into his embrace, grinding her hips against him. His hands slid up her thighs, pushing the hem of the shirt higher and higher until they found the soft, bare flesh of her ass. She arched her back, giving him better access as she whispered sweet nothings into his ear.

Her skin was smooth and soft, as he stroked and squeezed, his thumbs tracing the line where her cheeks met her thighs. She moaned softly, pressing herself into his touch, and he knew he had her exactly where he wanted her. He reached down, fumbling with the button and zipper of his jeans until he freed his cock. It sprang out, hot and heavy, and she gasped as he positioned it against her entrance.

Bella's eyes fluttered shut as she felt the tip of his cock nudge at her pussy, the anticipation driving her wild. She spread her legs wider, eager for him to fill her up, and whispered, "Yes, Daddy," as he pushed inside. She was so wet, so ready for him, and he groaned as he sank into her warm, tight embrace. She was like a vice, gripping him, and he couldn't hold back the animalistic need to claim her, to make her his.

They moved together in a slow, sensual rhythm, their breath mingling as he kissed her neck, his teeth grazing the soft skin. Her nails dug into his shoulders, and she threw her head back, arching her spine and pushing herself onto him harder. Her breasts bounced with every thrust, the friction of the fabric of the t-shirt against her nipples sending sparks of pleasure through her body.

"You're so fucking tight," Charlie murmured, his voice a low rumble in her ear.

Bella's eyes snapped open, and she met his gaze, her pupils dilated with lust. "Harder, Daddy," she panted, her voice needy and desperate. He didn't need much encouragement. With a grunt, he thrust deeper, filling her completely, and she cried out, as she climbed towards the peak of pleasure. The sound of their skin slapping together filled the room, punctuated by her breathy moans and the occasional gasp as he hit that perfect spot inside her.

"You like it when Daddy fucks you hard, don't you?" he growled, his own control slipping as he picked up the pace.

"Yes," she gasped, her voice ragged with desire. "I love it when you fill me up. It feels so good."

Charlie's restraint burned away, and he fucked her with ferocity. Her pussy was so tight, so wet, and it always felt like heaven to be inside her. He could feel her inner walls quivering around his cock, her body begging for more. He grabbed her hips, pulling her down onto him, and she responded by grinding against him, her clit rubbing against his pelvis with every thrust.

"Yes, yes, yes!"

The words spilled from Bella's lips as she rode her father's cock with reckless abandon, her hips moving in frenzied pleasure.

"You're such a good girl," Charlie grunted, his grip tightening on her hips as he felt himself getting closer. "Taking it all for me."

Bella's breath was hot and ragged against his ear, her words a mix of pleasure and urgency. "Harder, Daddy, please."

With a groan, Charlie picked her up, his muscles straining with the effort as he stood, never breaking their connection. She wrapped her legs around his waist, her arms tight around his neck, and he carried her over to the wall, the rain outside now a blur as he focused solely on the feel of her body against his.

He slammed her back against the cool surface, the impact making her gasp. "Is this what you want, baby?" he asked, his voice thick with desire.

"Yes," she hissed, her eyes sparkling with excitement.

He slammed into her with a renewed vigor, her back thudding against the wall in a tempo that matched the pounding of the rain outside. She moaned and clawed at his back, her nails leaving trails of fire as he fucked her intensively and primal. The wall echoed with their rhythmic collision, a symphony of lust that seemed to drown out the rest of the world.

Her breasts bounced with every thrust, the fabric of her shirt growing damp with her sweat. Without warning, he reached up and ripped the material cleanly apart, exposing her full, round breasts to the cool air. The sudden sensation made her gasp, her nipples tightening into hard peaks that begged for attention. He wasted no time, his mouth descending on one, his teeth grazing the sensitive flesh before he sucked it into his mouth, hard.

Bella's eyes rolled back in her head, the sensation of her father's roughness mixed with the tender care of his tongue and teeth was driving her wild. She felt his cock swell inside her, and she knew he was close. "Cum inside me, Daddy, please." She moaned, her voice a desperate plea. Charlie lost control, his hips bucking as he released his seed deep within her. The warmth of his cum filled her up, sending her over the edge as well. Her orgasm crashed over her like a tidal wave, her pussy clenching around his cock in spasms of pleasure. She threw her head back, screaming his name as her body convulsed in ecstasy.

Panting, they collapsed onto the floor, their limbs tangled together. The rain continued its gentle serenade outside, but inside, the only sounds were their harsh breaths and the thundering of their hearts. They lay there for a moment, trying to regain their composure.

Finally, Charlie stood, lifting Bella with ease in his strong arms. He carried her to his bedroom. He laid her down on the bed, her legs spread open, inviting him in. She watched him with a hunger in her eyes that made his cock pulse with need once more.

Without a word, he slid into her again, the ease of her wetness making him groan with pleasure. She was so soft, so warm, and she took him in with a sigh that sent a shiver down his spine. He began to move, his hips rolling in a slow, deep motion that made her whole body bounce with every thrust.

"Fuck yes, fuck yes!" Charlie said as he moved his hips pointedly hitting her insides deeply.

Bella's legs were bent, her ankles resting on his broad shoulders as he pushed into her again and again. Her whole body bounced on the bed with each powerful thrust, her tits jiggling and her hair flying back and forth.

"You're mine," Charlie growled, his eyes dark with lust as he watched her take him.

Bella's only response was a whimper, "Yours," she murmured, the word barely a whisper.

Charlie's cock slid in and out of her with a wet, sloppy sound, the evidence of their passion coating his shaft. The room was filled with the scent of sex. Bella's nails dug into the bed sheets as he pounded into her, her body arching with every stroke. Her tits bounced wildly, as he was rocking both her body and the bed.

He lowered her legs and covered her with his body, his weight pressing her into the mattress. She wrapped her arms around his back, as she pulled him closer. His warm breath washed over her face, and she could feel his heart hammering in his chest. She was lost in the sensation of being completely consumed by him, her body his to do with as he wished.

He continued to fuck her with an intensity that made the bed shake, his cock plunging deep into her over and over again. Bella's whimpers grew louder, her breath catching in her throat as she felt herself approaching another climax. "Cum in me, Daddy," she begged, her voice a desperate moan.

Charlie's eyes never left hers as he drove into her, his own pleasure building. He could see the need in her gaze, the way her pupils had dilated and her eyes had gone glassy with lust. He knew she was close, and the thought of filling her up with his cum again was all it took to send him over the edge.

"Bella, Bella, Bella" he moaned over and over as he went balls deep inside her. With a final, powerful thrust, he came inside her, his hot seed spurting deep into her pussy.

Bella's eyes rolled back in her head, and she let out a guttural moan as the waves of pleasure washed over her. Her body convulsed around his cock, her muscles clenching and releasing as she rode the crest of ecstasy.

When she came back to herself, Charlie rolled off her, his chest heaving as he tried to catch his breath. She felt satisfied.

Bella lay there, her body sticky with sweat and cum, her heart racing. The rain had stopped outside, leaving the room in a quiet, intimate calm. She didn't bother to cover herself up, the coolness of the air washed over her skin, contrast to the heat they'd just shared.

(TO BE CONTINUED)