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I was enjoying watching a film when all of a sudden my daughter came bursting into the room.
“Oh god daddy,” she said, her voice trembling, “I need your help.”
My 18 year old daughter, Laura, was standing in front of me wearing just a long t-shirt, just long enough to cover her private area, but not long enough to hide the rest of her long slim legs. She was standing there with her legs slightly crossed and she was all jittery, like she needed to pee.
“What’s wrong baby,” I asked, concerned.
She brushed her long blond hair off her pretty face, tucking it behind her ear.
Her legs started trembling, and her hands went to her crotch, bunching the t-shirt between her legs, “Oh no,” she said, “not again,” and let out a long groan.
She closed her eyes and her whole body shook, “Oh fuck,” she moaned.
I watched as what I realised was an orgasm rippled through her body. Her body trembled and twitched, her legs bent and shaking, her hands pushed hard into her pussy. I tried to look away but it was impossible.
Her orgasm subsided and she stood there still shaking, she came to her senses and let go of her crotch, the t-shirt was now wet where it had been pushed between her legs.
“Daddy you have to help,” Laura asked, her face flushed. “Please don’t be angry with me, I don’t know what else to do.”
“I won’t be angry baby, just tell me what’s wrong?” I replied.
Laura went bright red, she was still standing there with her legs shaking, a small moan escaped her lips. “My friend lent me some, um, love balls,” she said looking down at the floor, “small vibrating balls that you put inside you. I put them in but can’t get them out again, I can’t stop cumming. I’ve been trying for ages but I just can’t reach them, oh god I’m sorry daddy.”
“Okay, don’t panic baby, we’ll sort it out,” I said calmly, but inside I was panicking. How the fuck was I suppose to get them out, we were quite open as a family, we would talk about sex and were quite happy walking around naked after showers, but I had never touched my daughter apart from hugs and kisses.
“What do you need me to do?” I asked calmly.
“You’re going to have to go in and dig them out,” she said, “it’s so wrong but I don’t know what to do.”
We had lost Laura’s mother 3 years ago and I had no other children so there was no one else to help. There was no way we could go to the hospital so it looked like it was down to me.
“Oh shit baby,” I said, “this is so wrong.”
“I know,” she replied, “please get them out though, I can feel myself cumming again.” she groaned loudly.
“Okay, okay, how are we going to do this?” I asked, knowing full well the answer.
“Just get in there with your fingers daddy,” Laura said, sounding desperate.
She opened her legs and lifted her t-shirt up over her narrow hips and tied it up just under her breasts, exposing her shaved pussy, it was glistening with her juices, her thighs covered in her wetness. Her lips were engorged with excitement. It was beautiful and wanting. My cock hardened in my pyjama bottoms, I tried to stop it but I couldn’t, a noticeable bulge protruding out.
Laura noticed as I moved towards her, “oh god daddy, I’m sorry,” she said, staring at my bulge.
I knelt in front of her, focused on my mission, I was just going to have bursa escort to get in there and get it over with. I put my hands on her thighs and she groaned, I moved my right hand up to the inside of her thigh, close to her pussy. I could feel her juices on her thighs, the heat coming from her cunt.
I touched her lightly on the lower lips, parting her slightly, I pushed the tip of my finger in, she was so tight and wet. She let out a groan. I pushed my finger in deeper, moving it around and feeling her warm insides.
“Oh fuck daddy,” she screamed, “I’m cumming.” She orgasmed again, hard on my finger, her already tight cunt contracting and squeezing. Juices flowing out of her cunt and over my hand.
Her legs shook and her thighs trembled, the orgasm running through her. Laura’s legs almost buckling beneath her. I was almost holding her up by my finger in her pussy, so I reached out and held her round her thin waist, feeling her ribs, with my other hand.
“Please just get them out daddy,” she pleaded.
I pushed my finger deeper, squelching in past her wetter lips. I felt the ball with my finger tip but just ended pushing it in deeper. Realising I needed more than one finger I pulled my hand out and sucked two fingers. Tasting my daughters sweet juices on the finger that had already been in her.
I inserted both fingers, widening her tight pussy, Laura issuing another moan. I felt around inside and found the ball again, managing to get a finger either side. It was bigger than I expected and had to pull hard, Laura’s pussy stretching wide, the ball and my two fingers coming out.
With a pop and a slosh of juices the ball came out, vibrating in my hand as I put it on the carpet. “There you go,” I said, “that wasn’t too bad.”
Laura twitched violently and groaned, “just another two to go,” she replied.
“Jesus Laura,” I said, shocked. “Why did you put so many up there?”
“They felt so good daddy,” replied Laura, “please don’t stop, we’re nearly there, I can’t take much more.”
I pushed my two fingers in again, hoping the other ball would just have replaced the other but there was nothing there. I felt around and couldn’t feel anything but my daughters wet, gushing pussy.
“We’re going to have to try another angle,” I said. I moved Laura over to the sofa and bent her over, her hands on the sofa. I spread her legs wide and knelt behind her.
I had the perfect view of her firm ass, her tiny asshole staring me in the face. I pushed my two fingers back into my daughter’s cunt, feeling around. I could just about feel the next one but it was too deep. I had to get in further.
“Wait there,” I said, pulling my fingers out.
“Please hurry daddy, it’s happening again, I’m losing control.” She replied. Another spasm running through her.
I ran to my bedroom, I couldn’t help suck my fingers on the way, my daughter’s juices so sweet. I went to my bedside cabinet and grabbed some oil, my masturbation lube, and ran back to the living room.
As I entered the living room I couldn’t believe the sight. Laura was still bent over the sofa, she had lost control, with two fingers pumping in and out of her cunt, finger fucking herself hard. Her other hand had a finger buried in her ass, slowly moving in and out.
Fuck she looked hot, her t-shirt had ridden up her bursa escort back showing off her slim athletic lower back.
I couldn’t take my eyes off the finger in her ass as I walked across the room.
As I reached her she orgasmed again, “oh fuck,” she screamed. Her legs buckling again, I grabbed her boney hips to steady her, my groin pushed up against her, my cock touching her ass cheeks. She pushed back into me as the orgasm still rippled through her body, pushing back into my hard cock.
“I’m so sorry daddy,” she said, “I’m losing control.” Her finger was still pushed into her ass.
I knelt down, my cock now raging in my pyjama bottoms. I squirted some lube on my hand and some on the finger in her ass, I didn’t want her hurting herself. I coated my fingers and hand and then pushed a couple of fingers back into my daughter, making her groan.
The oil made it easier to get inside, pushing my fingers in deep, her cunt widening to accept my probing. I felt a ball and tried to grab it but the oil made it slippery. I tried again, trying to concentrate but it was hard with Laura finger fucking her tight asshole in front of my face.
After a few attempts I finally managed to get hold of it, grasping it between two fingers and pulling it out with an audible slop, Laura’s juices running out of her.
Without thinking I sucked the ball and then placed it on the carpet.
“Got another one,” I said, “one to go.” I pushed my fingers back in.
My daughter groaned, “thank you daddy,” she said. Another shake ripped through her body.
I felt around for a while inside her but I couldn’t feel anything. “Let’s try another angle,” I said.
I turned Laura around and she pulled her finger out of her anus. I sat her on the sofa and pushed her gently back, pulling her legs wide open, putting her feet up on the sofa, her glistening cunt gaping open, her thighs covered in her own juice.
I oiled my hand again and pushed in two fingers, feeling inside again.
Laura pulled her t-shirt up revealing her breasts and started kneading them, her loss of self control rampant. I took in her flat stomach, her prominent ribs and ample breasts. She groaned loudly, her cunt contracting on my fingers, a small orgasm making her squirt more juices out.
I couldn’t help but touch my cock through my pyjama bottoms, starting to rub myself, my cock solid and throbbing.
I couldn’t get deep enough to get the last ball, I added another finger, Laura’s cunt widening to accept me, she groaned loudly. I couldn’t feel anything, I was going to have to go fully in.
Laura was so oiled now and lubed with her own ejaculation I thought she could take it.
“I’m going to have to put my hand inside you,” I said, “I’ll try not to hurt you baby.”
“Oh god daddy,” she groaned, “I can take it.”
I squeezed more oil on her and pushed four fingers partly into her, pushing up to the knuckles, her cunt opening wide. I pushed my thumb in with the fingers, making an arrow shape with my hand. I pushed in and out, pushing a bit harder and deeper each time.
Laura was screaming now, “oh fuck, yes, yes, yes, feels so fucking good.”
My hand was still pumping my cock, the sight of my fist entering my daughter, her screams of ecstasy pushing me to the brink.
I bursa eskort pushed harder, my fist at its widest part, my knuckle trying to push through her tight hole, I was nearly there.
I pushed hard and three things happened.
With an audible pop my knuckles forced their way into my daughter, my whole hand sliding in up to my wrist, my hand filling her insides.
Laura screamed and orgasmed the hardest yet, her body arched, pushing my fist deeper. Her hips raised and her body tightened every muscle and bone of her body highlighted. She squirted over my arm, a stream of her juices shooting up to my elbow, her cunt squeezing my wrist. She shook violently on my arm, squeezing her legs in, head thrown back, her skinny body tight and tensed.
Finally, the sight, screams, and feeling pushed me over the edge and I ejaculated hard in into my pyjama bottoms, stream after stream of cum squirting out of me, soaking the fabric against my leg. I groaned loudly.
I don’t think I had ever cum so hard, my bottoms were soaked, sperm still dribbling out of me.
I managed to return my attention back to Laura, my hand still buried inside her, I felt around and found the ball easily, there was nowhere left for it to hide. I grasped it in my hand.
I pulled my hand out a bit and then pushed it back in, making Laura groan. She looked so beautiful, her face in ecstasy. Lust took over me then as I started fisting my daughter, in, out, in, out.
Laura groaned, “oh yes daddy,” she said.
She was still squeezing her breasts, but now her hand moved down and she started vigorously rubbing her clit, groaning louder.
I wanted to make her cum, not the ball but me, so I continued to fuck her with my arm. If I lifted my hand up to the inside of her stomach I could see my fist bulging her skinny flat stomach, pushing her from the inside out.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck,” Laura screamed, “I’m cumming, fuck I’m cumming.” Still rubbing her clit hard.
She bucked and screamed as the strongest orgasm ripped through her, her cunt squeezing hard on my wrist, her insides flooding with her ejaculation. Her body shook and she arched her back again.
I watched her face, beautiful agony contorted her face, making her even more pretty.
I waited till her orgasm finished, keeping my hand deep inside her, and then slowly pulled my hand out, forcing her pussy open and stretching her wide. Laura screamed in pain.
“Slowly daddy, it hurts,” she groaned
I took it slow. It was tight coming out but her wetness helped me slide out. With another pop and an audible slop my fist came out, followed by a waterfall of my daughters juices, covering the sofa.
“Thank you daddy,” Laura said. Her hand holding herself between her legs, playing with her engorged dripping pussy lips.
“I’m sorry for the end,” I said, shame running through me. “I shouldn’t lose control.”
She leant forward and kissed me on the forehead, “that was the best bit,” she whispered.
Laura looked down and saw the giant wet patch in my pyjama shorts and my cock still rock hard. She smiled at me and stood up, the t-shirt falling down and covering her breasts back up.
“I better take a shower,” she said.
She bent down and scooped up the love balls by my side, then went and bent over picking up the other one. Her ass sticking in the air, her gaping cunt dripping wet.
“I might need these again,” she said, walking out, “thanks again dad.”
“No problem,” I said.
Well that was an unexpected evening.
Thank you for reading.
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