Perverse or perverted ? Who 's gonna be in charge of who ?

I dreamt that I was at a masquerade ball and eating several delicious women, making fun of each other inside their trunks. Suddenly they said it's time to take off the masks, and I felt like I had made fun of my own daughters by impregnating them. In the dream, my wife asked me why our girls' bellies were swollen, and even while Carol was paying for one kiss from me, Unable to move, I watched as Jessica packed her bags away from my life and left me alone with a bunch of pregnant daughters.

When I opened my eyes, frightened, it was as if I were still in a dream because I felt that something wet and soft massaged my dick. The light from the corridor partly illuminated the room and I remembered having closed the door. Still half-asleep I stayed for some time afraid to look at my roll, scared of seeing my pregnant daughter sucking me off, but the kiss was so good that eventually I woke up once again. With relief I saw that Priscilla had been falling out of her mouth into mine while Ana Paula slept like a stone beside me.

I grabbed the little piranha's hair, forcing her head against my roll. She didn't even look at me in the face; she was simply delighting noisyly with my stick. She swallowed just a bit of it back and forth like vertigo, squeezed my balls, punched me, licked my tin-roll, shoved all my cock into her angel mouth stretching out her tongue to lick my sack, put my cock back in her mouth again, going about halfway through, then returning faster and stronger every time. Just as I was about to make fun of my oldest daughter, she woke up and took a leak.

Ana Paula, drowsy, gave me a good half-yawned day and got up with her eyes closed without noticing Pri's presence. The danger seemed to excite Priscilla who began sucking on my cock even more violently while I was petrified. Her salivating mouth grabbed at my dick as if she wanted to tear it off, her tongue whipped my stick. She chastised my penis punching, licking, sucking and squeezing my balls so hungry for fuck that I couldn't stand it and enjoyed myself in her little dollmouth, pulling her head against my roll, fucking her sweet mouth. With every spasm, a thrust; with each burst full of fucking, one shoved down Pri's throat.

When it was all over, she just walked out of the room. But I didn't care about that.

I woke up with Little Renee making me a coffee. She was sitting on the edge of my bed, her face serene and smiling. My little girl looked like a porcelain doll. Her blond hair framed that angelic countenance which had always brought me peace no matter what interludes my life went through. Yet after last night there was sexual tension in it, an ounce of horniness that never permeated our relationship before. I remembered vividly my hand on her delicate little bundle, my fingers touching that tight ass and just having it so close to me already made my dick alert and throbbing.

<unk> Ana is preparing the coffee <unk> she communicated to me, her voice made the atmosphere around us vibrate with a delicious sweetness, charming me by melody.

<unk> Oh... I retorted in a lazy whimper.

She let out a chuckle as her hand slowly ran to my chest. I closed my eyes, already with my hand caressing the stick. My little one started breathing heavily while his delicate little hand descended on my belly.

I wanted to know.

Her little fingers were playing with my bellybutton.

<unk> She's changing, it looks like she goes to the mall.

I reached my hand up to her face, she closed her eyes. Her hand slipped underneath my panties; it passed the handle of my stick but didn't touch it. The tension drove me crazy.

Dad... She started talking, but then she stopped.

"Speak", I said as I caressed her face, my fingers passing lightly over her lips.

About last night, she came forward without much conviction.

Her little hand closed on my balls, I had a spasm of pleasure. My affectionate princess left me with so much desire that I would be able to mock only those delicate caresses.

I spoke, kind of apologizing but not being very honest because your little hand in my bag was disorienting me.

"No, it's all right". She stepped forward. Her little hand was now holding my dick and making me delirious.

She wasn't punching me, she was more like a caffé. I held her hand and started to teach her the moves.

You can squeeze a little more, honey. It won't hurt me". I said as my hand went down to her nipples.

She squeezed my cock, starting to punch more willingly.

"Are you enjoying the affection, Daddy?" There was now a half-ass tone in his voice.

"I'm worshipping, my love", I replied looking into her eyes.

She smiled embarrassedly.

His hand began to pick up the rhythm, punching me hard.

It's too big, Dad.

It must have seemed big to her. My little girl was a small, delicate thing but her body in formation was wonderful; she had a divine bundle, round and protruding and pointed; the breasts were large for her age though not quite as tall as Ana Paula's boobs; the waistline was thin; the belly button yellowish and an appetizing navellet.

"Honey, did you like the caress that Daddy gave to you yesterday?" I wanted to know.

It's a pity you stopped.

The little fist she made me was getting better and better. She now really squeezed my dick, it almost hurt. She had bent down a bit and found a good position to masturbate myself faster and stronger. I would bite her lips and unconsciously make this whore-like face that drove me crazy.

That's it, little girl... give your daddy a hand job.

You don't talk like that, it gives me the creeps.

<unk> Are you enjoying punching your daddy, love?

Pri told me that your stick is big and you like to play.

Did she say that, my angel?

I told you, Dad.

What else did she say, Re?

Even with her little hand on my dick punching me hard, I could tell she was embarrassed by the question and that made me even more curious.

<unk> Ah, Dad... <unk> she spoke with a moan <unk> ... things...

I sat on the bed and began to caress my little one, felt her wriggle as I started kissing her neck with a chill in the back of her head, kept rubbing my lips against that soft skin while my hand massaged her shoulder.

<unk> Hmmm.... to Daddy... ahhhhh... what a delight.

My lips closed over the earlobe, I took a little bite while gently touching his back with my fingertips, sometimes scraping lightly near the bundle.

<unk> Ahhhhhhhh..... that little daddy.... hmmmmm...

The account will...

She moaned, squirmed sensuously and pushed her bundle.

<unk> She told me it's a very nice stick to pick up... ahhhh... oh, daddy. What delight!

I started massaging his ass from underneath the panties and my little finger would creep up through his reins, right down to his pink butt.

<unk> Daddy... like this. Caress your little girl, do it!

Her little bundle was already fully erect, her ass exposed.

Here, Daddy... shove it in my little hole. Make a caress here, daddy boy!

When my finger got in, she locked her ass... trapping me inside of it. I relaxed and let her get used to the intruder. As she started moaning I kept playing with her pink butt until I couldn't take it anymore and put her on the bed still looked at her for a moment contemplating that beauty half naïve but also partly malicious. Her little hand wouldn't release from my stick, would not stop punching me.

I got close to her and started hinting at a kiss, but never made it real. My mouth would come right up against hers, but when she moved forward I'd back off. She was in a bad position, but even so her little fist was delicious. I kissed her face on the tip of her lips just to provoke her. She held out her free hand and grabbed my balls massaging them. I caught her by the neck and staring into those two emerald eyes that were her eyes let our lips meet. Her kiss was delicate at first; tongue didn't play any part, only hunger-stricken lips met. It was like a dance, an exploration. With our eyes closed we focused on touch and smell. Her scent came to me in the form of perfume, her skin's fragrance, her sweet breath. Her lips were as delicate as anything else and I felt like a giant next to my little girl. Her hands quickly figured out how to please me and then more than that, I would burst into her small belly. When her tongue entered the ciranda of our lips, a new world of sensations seemed to emerge. Few women in my life have made me so madly in love with them as Renatinha did. No one was more desirable than she. I had to grab her hand, make her stop punching me. Only the frenzied rubbing of lips and tongues became too much for me; feeling her fingers squeezing my dick and balls would blow me away.

"Come, daddy", she said. "Get in your little girl".

I walked slowly into my little girl, unable to get away from her mouth and tongue.

<unk> Relax, darling. <unk> I whispered in his ear:

Come in, Daddy... come into your little girl.

I sucked his tongue greedily and felt his body relax. I gave a lock and the head went in. My little girl screamed, but was suffocated by my kiss. I began to force passage, she twisted herself and her cunt bit my dick as if it did not want to let him pass.

<unk> Ahhhh... dad.... keep going.. hmmm... ahhh... shove it in your little girl. Shovel everything into her, go!

I took a deep breath and almost asked her if that's what she wanted before breaking the hymen, but there was no question in her face.

When I broke his little saddle and my dick went all the way into her tiny face, her head was thrown backwards and her tongue protruded out in an expression of such great desire that it almost seemed anguish. Her breathing which had already been gasping now looked half suffocated. Her glottis clutched so tightly at my cock that I was afraid to move. Suddenly her legs became entwined with mine and my baby girl began pulling me inside herself. Tears ran down her cheekbones.

<unk> Put it in, Daddy... please put some more. It's so good!

I started pumping my stick into her tight little crotch, each stroke coming tighter and tightening the lace of her once-virgin sketch. She scratched me, pulled me with her legs, moaned and cried. The bed began to creak as I got harder and stronger. My girl rolled over on my dick, bit her lips. One hand was leaning against it while the other held onto her perfect boobie.

Suddenly, Priscilla jumped on the bed next to us. The fright was so great that I leaped out of bed. The girl laughed happily.

What the fuck is that, Pri?

The fright brought me back to myself, and I noticed the blood on the bedspread, the noise we were making in the room. My oldest daughter was in a corner of the house somewhere, and i wasn't sure if little carol had left yet.

"Calm down, Uncle". She spoke, barely able to pronounce the words amidst laughter.

How the fuck am I supposed to stay calm?

Seeing that I was really angry, she managed to control herself.

There's no one at home, uncle.

Remembering the madness of last night, I asked:

She didn't say anything before she left?

"Good", Pri said, as if she was thinking. I think she spoke to thank you for letting her sleep here and asked me to give you a kiss on her behalf.

While she was talking, she took off the few clothes that were on her. At last, she opened her legs showing her little naked body and opening her lips with her naughty fingers.

Do you want your kiss now, uncle?

"I'm not your uncle", I said, trying to resist even though my desire was to shut him up with my hard cock.

"No, it's not"... she said as she started to boil my little titties... you are now my daddy.

I shouted, kind of desperate.

Under my astonished gaze Priscilla gave a long tongue kiss to my daughter, which was fully reciprocated.

Come here, daddy come fuck your little princesses finish what you started.

I felt like I was being manipulated, but the truth is that my hard-on spoke louder. Not in my wildest dreams did I think of seeing a scene like this unfolding before my eyes. Still I hesitated for a moment.

Priscilla came on all fours onto the bed like a puppy and pulled me by my stick.

"Please, Daddy", he begged... fuck your little girl.

Little Red Riding Hood got on all fours in bed and Pri pulled my dick towards her. I felt the flesh gnawing at my cock again. I gritted my teeth in a foolish attempt to hide the hard-on that I was feeling.

How delightful, Daddy. My daughter has spoken.

I started to pump. My daughter began rolling on my dick, while Pri lay with her legs wide open in bed and pulled the head of Little Red Riding Hood into her pussy. I was watching from a cabin as my youngest child sucked his best friend's cock, the daughter of the only woman who had never dared shave me even though he wanted it since adolescence. While looking at this, still stuck my stick in my little girl's xanax, blood of my blood; flesh of my flesh.

Fuck your little daughter, you bastard. You take advantage of the fact that his wife is traveling and eats her princess.... ahhhhh... Rê, what an angel's mouth he has ... have you ever tasted your baby girl's lipstick, daddy? Have she sucked your hard cock yet?

Encouraged by Pri's whoring, I would eat my little girl with pleasure holding her at the waist. Now looking at her gorgeous ass and now gazing upon the adolescent beauty of her red-headed friend; she went on saying a thousand sweet things that every man likes to hear while I stuck it in my angel until one day when I couldn't stand it any longer and as Priscilla rolled into Little Rumplestiltskin's mouth exhibiting herself before me and making the most vulgar facial expression I had ever seen, I thought about removing my stick so that she wouldn't fill up on me, but the action didn't follow and what I ended up doing was burying even more of my mast in her cocoon. What I let out wasn't a groan; it sounded like something made by human beings: It was just like a thud... A ripple... Something pulled from the beastly core of my reptilian brain... An animal scream... The rumbling of long-repressed desire... My cock was seized by involuntary and violent contractions accompanied with an almost religious ecstasy...

My orgasm was so brutal that my legs went soft and I staggered like a drunk before falling awkwardly on the bed, right next to my daughter and her best friend.

Pri was still looking at me in fear, probably because of my scream that had awakened the whole neighborhood.

"Uncle, are you alright?" she asked me.

I smiled at her. Now, with that little look of concern on Priscilla's face she looked more like the sweet girl I had always loved and not the succubus who seduced me into madness.

Yes, princess. I spoke with sincerity and couldn't have been better.

I turned to the side, leaning on my arm and admiring their adolescent beauty. Priscilla's green eyes were fixed upon me; her droopy hair was spreading tiredly across the bed. My youngest daughter Renatinha seemed distracted with blue eyes staring into space. She was undoubtedly the girl I loved most - my beautiful little blonde doll.

Uncle... Pri's voice was full of fear.

"Speak, my dear", I replied enjoying the moment.

"Do you want your kiss now?" she asked.

I want to.

Come here, then.

As soon as I approached she attacked, sticking her tongue into my mouth with a grease that surprised me. There was nothing delicate in his kiss. It wasn't caress; it looked more like rape. His mouth consumed mine, his tongue ruthlessly whipped, making relentless movements, mistreating my tongue. Kissing Renatinha had been a dance. KISSING Pri was an argument.

When she grabbed my dick, it was hard again. She touched a handkerchief with the same eagerness as kissing. It seemed to want to tear off my skin. I pulled and squeezed so much of my cock that it hurt but at the same time punished my tongue in a mixture of pain and pleasure that drove me crazy.

We weren't just kissing, nor was it anything that could be mistaken for a caress; we were actually trying to eat each other.

When we stopped hitting each other, or rather when you took that break in the middle of "the fight" to evaluate your opponent, she was on all fours.

Daddy only gets the best: his ass.

And that girl's body is something that drives me crazy. Each person has their own preferences and I have always liked those shrimp-faced girls. Like every man, I like these women who are cute, even naughty, as my eldest daughter does, but the real pirate of mine are those girls in Lolita style at its best. Priscilla herself: she doesn't have a beard, no breast or height. She's pretty and ordinary; she's one of those girls with a challenge on her face. It's a delicate little thing that looks like it will break if you squeeze too hard, and has this pathetic look on its face which makes one want to grab something just for the sake of putting some good claps in it. Wanting to take from behind and pull your hair out.

The way she stood, her ass was completely exposed and Pri's butt had been a perfect pink dot until I stuck my finger in it.

You're not my daughter, Pri I said.

I didn't want to admit it, but hearing her call me "daddy" made my dick go crazy hard and hurt.

"But I could be. Do you think I don't know?" she replied, looking at me with that demonic smile.

What are you talking about?

Put it in my asshole I'll tell you.

I lubricated my dick in his little pussy and leaned on his pointy ass.

<unk> That daddy, shoves his cute pause up my asshole <unk> she was talking between moans.

I pushed until I could shove my fucking head in and then it stopped.

What a delight, Daddy... fuck your little girl.

Tell me, Pri why did you say I could be your father?

Because you always wanted to eat my mother.

My little girl didn't even react, it was as if she were listening to the weather forecast or some boring literature lesson. "She knew", I thought, "Little Frog knew too". Maybe everyone else did.

Pri started forcing her ass on my dick while I remained static trying to comprehend the size of shit this was all about.

<unk> Eat your girl, daddy. Isn't that what you always wanted? You couldn't eat the mother so eat her daughter, you piece of shit!

Who was that little piranha to call me "shit"? All this time I've preserved my friendship with Laine and Ale just so he could be called a pussy? What the fuck did she know about my life?

I pushed everything in and pumped it hard until she screamed and farted.

Stop it, you're hurting me!

The more she screamed, the more I felt vindicated and in control of my situation.

Didn't you want me to fuck your ass, bitch?

And I laughed, laughing like a maniac because I knew that I was hurting her and loving every moment of it.

You thought you could fuck me, didn't ya?

I continued to punish the tramp until I couldn't take it anymore and enjoyed myself in her ass, laughing like a psychopath. Tears started pouring down my face and soon my laughter turned into unbridled sobbing. Regret burst out of my chest as accusations thundered through my mind. What the fuck had I done? I let myself be carried away by the words of an adolescent girl. What did Priscilla fucking know about life? How could she have known the difference between "respect" and "cowardice"?

It was my little girl's voice.

Suddenly I heard that mad laugh again, and when I opened my eyes, Priscilla was smiling as the frightened little girl seemed to try to make sense of what had happened.

That's why I love you.

"She's crazy!" I thought. There was no other explanation. "She is completely insane". And as I was still thinking about it, she jumped up and wrapped me in her delicate little arms.

<unk> I love you, do you understand? Always loved you! And always been very jealous of mommy. But it was me who made you laugh and not her! It was me that got you good! I'm your little whore, daddy boy. Only you take the fuck out which I come running to sit down. You can hit me at will, you can punish me as I like. You may eat anyone you want in front of me that I leave behind, see? I am yours now, you are mine! No one is going to separate us.

The words seemed to go straight into my brain as I tried to digest the whole thing, and it was all happening too fast. It was just too much madness for one morning, and fuck everything, the world's most bizarre declaration of love.

<unk> I love you too... little girl.

Renatinha came to embrace us too, but I felt that she was shaking. God! I had completely forgotten about my little girl. What kind of sick relationship was I putting her in?