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Beau had been planning this for a while. His girlfriend was going out of town for a little bit, leaving him and their daughter alone together for a few days. It was as if God himself was announcing to Beau that it was time to act on his desires.
He'd gone to his usual dispensary to stock up on goodies, getting a small variety to cater to the tastes of an almost-teenager. Cecilia liked to pretend she was grown up, but she still had a wicked sweet tooth. Beau also grabbed regular snacks, knowing the type and strength of cravings that came with the THC-laced kind, and he was only looking to make his daughter pliant, not comatose.
As his daughter had begun to mature, Beau had started noticing her more. Her budding breasts and widening hips served to entice him, along with her slim, pale limbs. He'd always liked his women a little on the skinny side, and his daughter was hitting all of his buttons. It'd be a waste, he thought, to not have her.
He started to consider how he'd do it, and he remembered how his girlfriend would say edibles made her horny after they eventually hit. Her skin would be extra sensitive to touch, and she'd be so relaxed and loose that Beau could just slide into her, and she'd let him fuck her however he liked.
Now all he had to do was wait for the right time, which presented itself a few days later, like an answer to his perverted prayers.
"I'll see you in a few days," Jessica said, giving them each a kiss goodbye, purse hooked over her shoulder. Beau had already helpfully loaded her bag into the trunk.
"Are you sure you don't want me to drive you to the airport?" he asked one last time, more out of obligation than desire to do so. He wanted to be alone with their daughter. It'd been so difficult the last few days to keep himself in check and not let the anticipation show.
Jessica shook her head. "The company is paying for all of it, so I might as well take advantage of it." She smiled down at Cecilia. "Be good for your dad, okay?"
"I will," Cecilia replied in her small voice.
"And you-" Jess poked mock seriously at his shoulder, "-take care of our little girl."
Beau grinned. "Of course I will." In more ways than one, if all goes to plan.
Soon, Jess was out of sight, and it was just Beau and Cecilia left to their own devices. "What do you want for dinner?" he asked as they headed back into the house.
"Hmm, can we do cheeseburgers?"
Perfect. "Sure!" He placed a hand on her back, between her shoulders and guided her back into the house.
He made them an early dinner - they hadn't eaten since breakfast - and then he suggested she shower and they could watch a movie on the couch afterwards. "We can have some daddy-daughter time. I even bought some fun snacks."
Cecilia frowned. "Dad, you know I'm trying to cut out sugar."
"I know," he sighed. "But surely a few gummy bears or even a cookie or something won't ruin your diet, right?" he coaxed.
He could almost feel her waver.
"Just try one of this new candy I found. If you don't like it, I won't push anymore," he promised her. Beau really only needed her to eat one, probably. She was so slight, and the dosages were high enough.
Cecilia bit her bottom lip, and Beau knew he had her. "Alright. Just one."
He clapped his hands. "Yes! Okay! Showers, and then we meet back here for a movie of your choice?"
"Okay!"
They parted ways for a bit. Beau mourned not being able to watch the warm water stream over his daughter's young, slim body, but if all went well tonight, maybe he'd get a chance to do so someday.
Less than an hour later, they were both ensconced on the couch. Beau wore a t-shirt and an old pair of basketball shorts with nothing underneath. He wanted easy access to his dick, if needed. Cecilia was dressed in a loose, flowy tank top and tiny shorts that just barely covered her perky, little ass.
He tore his gaze away before he did something stupid, like jumping the gun early and pushing his daughter down onto the floor and fuck her right there and then. Beau wanted her to enjoy the experience, so much so that she'd be begging him to fuck her. The direction he thoughts were taking had him shifting uncomfortably and pressing the heel of his hand onto his dick to keep it from poking up and creating a suspicious lump.
Once settled, he grabbed the little candy he wanted Cecilia to try. "Here, Lia." He held it out to her. "Try this one. You like cotton candy flavor, right?"
"Mm-hm." She took it and popped it into her mouth. After chewing a few times, she made a face. "It tastes a little funny."
"It does?" He pretended to be surprised. "That's too bad. Do you want something else?"
Beau watched as she swallowed the candy. Now all he had to do was wait. Time would tell how much the edible effected her; he just had to be patient.
"Mm, can I have a cookie?"
"Of course." He handed her a regular one. "Anything else?"
She shook her head. "Not right now."
"Okay." They both settled in, and started the movie.
Forty-five minutes later saw Cecilia leaning against his side, while he stroked the soft skin of her arm. Beau wasn't quite sure when that had happened, but he was pretty sure the edible was starting to take effect. He'd taken his own micro-dose earlier, just to help him relax a little, but not so much that he wouldn't be able to perform.
He pressed his lips to the top of her head. "How do you feel?"
"Good," Lia sighed, sinking deeper into his side.
Beau smiled into his daughter's dark auburn hair. "Good."
He kept his touches light and simple, just running his fingers up and down her arm. Then, when she seemed comfortable and relaxed, he started going over her shoulder, to the juncture of her neck, keeping the same pressure and gentle movement.
She sighed.
He worked his way across her collarbones and then a little lower on her chest.
"Daddy?" she finally said, but didn't sound upset.
Still, he hardly dared to breathe. "What, baby?"
"My skin feels tingly." She laid loose against him, relaxed in the way other partakers of the magic herb would recognize.
"Oh?" Beau kept his voice carefully steady.
"Feels good," she added without any extra prompting. "It feels really good where you're touching me."
Beau felt a grin starting to form. The edible had taken effect, just like he'd hoped it would. He chanced changing the direction if his wandering fingers, beginning to stroke the middle of her exposed chest in soothing up and down motions. "How's this?"
"S'nice." Cecilia turned slightly, pressing into his touch a little more. It was a nice feeling.
He'd barely touched her, but Beau could already feel himself getting hard. She was so lax and warm against him, pliant in a way that had his blood rushing south. He peeked over her head, looking down her loose top, just barely able to make out her little buds beneath the thin material. Her nipples were hard.
His dick twitched in his shorts, and Beau had to bite his lip to curb the urge to reach down and grab at her tit. She was relaxed, yes, but he still had to work her up to accepting his touch.
"Do you feel tingly every where, or just in specific areas?" he asked, pitching his voice low and calm.
"Everywhere," she answered after a slight delay. "But it feels best where you're touching me."
He decided to risk it, a little, and dipped his fingertips underneath the neckline of her tank top, still in the middle of her chest. Lia didn't react, except to hum in appreciation. Fuck, she might be a little higher than he realized, but still in that sweet spot. Thank god for skinny girls, Beau thought to himself.
His palm was flat against her chest now, rubbing up and down a few times, before he slowly started to move it over, the side of his little finger grazing against the even softer skin of her immature breast.
"Mm," she hummed, high-pitched and needed, pressing up against his hand again, seeking more contact.
Fuck, she wanted it.
Blood pounded through his veins. Beau's dick was fully engorged now, pressing obviously against the front of his shorts, creating an unmistakable tent.
He kept his touch light as he continued to move his hand over to cover the rest of her tit. First he felt the slight rise of her breast, then a hardened nub, and then he was gently massaging the soft flesh of her barely-there tit.
Lia continued to hum and whimper, pushing against him restlessly, seeking more of his touch. "It feels so good, Dad. Why does it feel so good?"
He couldn't help himself. "What feels good, Lia?" he asked, while watching himself grope at his daughter's tiny bud. She wasn't even a handful, yet, but it still felt so satisfying to grasp the soft flesh in his hand and squeeze, and then rub it soothingly. He imagined pulling one of her pale pink nipples into his mouth and sucking hard, and how she might react to that.
"Where you're touching me. It feels like it's traveling down my body to my-" she stopped speaking abruptly.
"To where?" he softly encouraged her. "I want to hear you say it." Though it wasn't like he didn't know, not with the way she was rubbing her thighs together.
"My private place," she whispered after a moment. "It aches a lot, but it also feels good? I don't know," Lia whined. "I think I'm leaking," she added on at a whisper.
Fuck. He shushed her. "That's okay. Daddy will help you."
For the first time since he'd started groping her, she looked up at him. "You will?"
"Mm-hm." Reluctantly, he let go of the tit he'd been playing with. "First, we need to get your clothes off."
Lia sat up to look at him. "We do?"
"If you want me to help you with that tingly, achy feeling, then I need full access to your body." He smiled in what he hoped was an encouraging manner, and prayed that she was too high to notice the way his shorts were tented.
She bit at her lip. "But, what if… what if my body is ugly?"
Hearing his daughter, his precious little girl, say something like that nearly broke Beau's heart. He took her by her shoulders, rubbing his thumbs soothing over her soft, bare skin. "You're beautiful," he said firmly. "I've always thought so."
Lia sighed in a great huff of air and a roll of her eyes, very much like any other teenager. "You're my dad. You have to say that."
"No," he replied firmly, drawing out the single syllable. "I'm saying it because it's true." He let one shoulder go to cup her soft cheek. "You're gorgeous."
A red hue began to overtake her nose and cheeks. "Really?"
"Really." He caressed her cheekbone with his thumb. "Now, will you trust me to help you."
Lia hesitated a moment longer. "Okay."
Beau nearly sighed out loud in relief. His erection was painful, and he really want to get inside his daughter before the night ended. He'd promised his dick a newer, tighter pussy and he wasn't going to go back on that promise. "Alright. Then take off your clothes, and then come straddle my lap."
Thankfully, once Lia was committed to something, she tended to follow through. With very little hesitance, she stood from the couch, then pulled her tank top over her head. Beau watched avidly as her pale titties were revealed, pink nipples looking large on such small mammaries. His mouth watered at the sight of them, but then his gaze was dragged lower, following his daughter's hands to her slim, bony hips and what was between them.
He could see the triangle of her mound beneath the thin, pale lavender fabric, and he was surprised, but pleased, to discover a wet spot where the shorts bunched a bit at her slit. Lia hadn't been lying when she said she thought she was leaking. She must have been feeling really good if she'd already soaked through the fabric of her shorts.
She dug her thumbs under the waistband of her shorts and then tugged them down her slim legs, bending over and making her breasts hang attractively. Then she stood up straight again, kicking the fabric off her feet, and Beau was treated to flashes of her wet folds, labia glistening in the soft light of the living room. Her little clit with its cute little hood topped her slit.
Beau wanted to touch and taste all of her. So far, all he'd done was touch her a little and look at her, and he already felt incredibly close to coming .
"Gorgeous." He reached out for her, encouraging her to straddle his thighs and sit on his lap, facing him. Her pussy juice dampened the front of his shorts.
He started with the light touches again, this time along her side. She moaned softly for him, and soon he grew bolder, until he was grasping at her little buds again. Finally, he allowed himself to lean forward and put his mouth on one of them. Her tits were small enough that he was nearly able to fit the entire thing in his mouth. He flicked her nipple a few times with the tip of his tongue, then suckled on her breast, pulling strongly.
Lia's hands came up to grip at his shoulders. "Daddy!" she gasped, nails digging into cloth-covered flesh. He grasped and pulled at her other tit, and she began to grind her wet pussy against him, instinctively seeking friction.
Finally, he released her tit, admiring the red pooling to the surface. He grasped her hips hard, stilling her movements and causing her to whine in frustration. "Shh. Daddy just wants to try something else to make you feel good."
"What?" she asked shortly, pouting.
"Stand up again." He guided her to her feet. Her pussy left a thin trail of grool on his shorts. God, she was so hot without even trying.
He had her stand directly in front of him, between his knees; the move put her pussy at nearly face-level for him. From there, he could see her glistening folds, swollen with arousal, inner lips peeking out, almost like an invitation. But the real focus of his attention was her clit, sitting pretty at the top of her slit.
Without preamble, he leaned forward, pressing his lips to the sensitive bundle of nerves before flicking it with his tongue. Above him, Cecilia moaned loudly, fingers scrabbling for purchase on the back of his head. Her legs went weak, and Beau grabbed her by her hips to help her keep standing.
Beau sucked and licked on that swollen little nub until Cecilia's thighs were trembling. Slick coated his face and her inner thighs from how much she was leaking.
"Please, Daddy,' she started to gasp. "I need… I need…" She whimpered, unable to finish her sentence.
But that was alright; Beau knew exactly what his daughter needed. He pulled away from where he'd been sucking gently on her clit, replacing his mouth with two fingers running along her sopping wet slit, feeling his way through her soaking folds until they found the entrance to her body. He felt around it carefully, pleased to find the little flap of skin still covering her entrance.
His baby girl was still a virgin.
Beau guided her onto his lap again, but before she sat all the way down, he lifted his hips to shove his shorts down enough to free his aching cock from it's confines.
"Daddy?" For the first time, Lia seemed truly unsure about what they were doing.
"It's okay, sweetheart," he said, calmly taking his massive meat in his hand and stroking it, groaning in relief. He was big, something Jess praised him for all the time, loving the way he filled her. Beau was sure Cecilia would love it too.
He guided her forward with a hand on her ass cheek, until the front of her mound bumped against his needy head. "You want to feel good, right?" Beau slid the tip of his cock against her swollen clit, then further back along her slippery folds. "Make the ache you feel deep inside go away?"
Cecilia had her hands of his shoulders now, balancing herself. "Yes."
"Then let me take care of you, baby." He felt his tip catch against her little entrance. "I'll make you feel so good."
She trembled. "You promise?"
Her pussy leaked more of it's juice onto his thick cock. Lia's body, at least, knew what it wanted; what it needed.
And what she needed was a massive cock pounding her cervix.
"You can even control the pace," he said. "That's why I put you on top." And it would be hot to see my daughter take what she needed from me, he added silently to himself. "All you gotta do is lower yourself onto me, little by little. I'll help."
For a long moment, Lia stared down at where his dick was poking between her legs, then cautiously, she nodded.
Beau had to keep himself from crowing in delight. He helped to get her situated, holding his massive pole steady in one hand while guiding her down onto it with the other. "That's it," he encouraged.
There was some resistance at first, and Lia hesitated. "I'm scared," she whimpered. "You're so big."
Lord save him from this girl and her unintentional stoking of the fire in his veins.
"It's okay, sweetheart," he said, attempting to comfort her. "You're so wet and relaxed. I bet you'll hardly feel me entering you."
"But Dad-"
"Sh!" He cut her off. Beau loved his daughter, he really did, but he needed relief for his poor, aching cock now. "Please, baby. Daddy is so hard right now. I need your little pussy wrapped around my cock." He rubbed soothingly at her sides. "It's gonna feel so good, I promise."
Cecilia bit her lip, but after a tense moment, she finally nodded. Beau leaned up to kiss her, claiming her mouth in a quick, but thorough kiss. "Thank you, sweetheart. Now let's try again."
He resettled his cock against her small hole, then began to guide her down again. This time, when he felt the resistance of her hymen, he thrust up, breaking through the barrier quickly and spearing his daughter's tight passage with the first couple inches of his cock.
"Oh!" she cried out, sounding more surprised than hurt. "It's big." Her hips were making tiny rolling motions, and his thick pole sank into her pussy a half-inch at a time, working him into her with short, quick little thrusts.
Beau took one of her sweet buds into his hand, rolling her nipple between his fingertips. "That's it. So good for me." Lia was hot and tight inside, his way into her eased only by the fact that not only was her cunt sopping wet, but Lia was high as fuck and completely relaxed from it. Her small hole spread around him obscenely, and he nearly came from the visual alone.
He let her sit in his lap for a long moment, cock buried snugly inside his daughter, before the ache in his balls became to much, and he needed her to move. "Baby." He patted her cheek to get her to look at him. "I need you to roll you hips for me okay."
"Okay," she whispered, and started giving uncoordinated thrusts of her hips, moving awkwardly on his dick. Well, he couldn't expect her to get it all right on the first try. Still, even those movements felt good on his cock, her internal muscles squeezing around him, coaxing him toward blowing his load into her.
"That's right," he praised, subtly trying to guide her. "Take your Daddy's cock. Feels good doesn't it?" She nodded, but her gaze was lost, mouth hung open around her panting breaths. "Your so good at taking cock. You were made for this."
She started to catch a rhythm, and Beau began making tiny thrusts up into her hot fuck-hole. The air in the living room grew warm, sweat collecting on their bodies, and the scent of sex surrounded them. Beau's balls began to tingle, and he knew he was close to coming.
He reached one hand down, getting a thumb on his baby's clit and beginning to work it in tight circles. Lia's moans in creased in frequency and volume, and she began to truly grind onto him, doing exactly as he'd hoped and taking what she needed. His other hand continued to play with her breasts, squeezing and pinching at the tiny buds.
It was good, but it wasn't enough. Frustration and need took over. Beau grabbed his daughter by the hips and began thrusting up into her ruthlessly, pulling her down onto every one, and feeling his cock bump up against her cervix.
"Ah, ah, ah!" Lia cried out as he fucked her, and he knew it must be good. Her tits bounced with each thrust; an enticing sight.
He managed to get his thumb back on her clit. They moved in tandem now, and he felt her begin to tighten around him. Fuck, but she was a natural at this. A natural cock slut.
"That's it. Make me come, baby. Don't you want Daddy's cum filling you up?"
"Y-yes!"
That was all he needed. Beau felt his balls draw up, and he shoved in hard, as deep as he could go, then released a thick stream of his potent baby-making cum right into his daughter's womb.
"Dad!" Lia cried out, and then he felt her whole body tense as her internal muscles began to squeeze rhythmically around him, as if she were trying to milk his cock.
He put several huge loads in her, emptying his balls into her tiny, fucked-out hole, until there was nothing left. Slowly, now empty of sperm, he relaxed back against the couch cushions, Lia following after to lean on him.
Beau ran a hand through her sweat-soaked hair. "Fuck, baby. You were fantastic." Slowly, his cock softened inside her, then slid out, allowing thick globs of his cum to dribble out after it and onto his shorts.
Damn, that was hot. He'd just creampied his own daughter.
And by the looks of her, she'd probably let him do it again.