Naughty girl

01 <unk> INTRODUCTION by the

I married Jessica when we were still teenagers because of an unexpected pregnancy. Even though our marriage was kind of forced, I've never been a role model for fidelity. Although I learned to love my wife,

Our first daughter, Ana Paula became a beautiful woman and got engaged to her childhood sweetheart the son of our best friends. The only ones who really stood by us giving all support in a relationship that seemed destined for failure if we are such a happy couple today it is because of Alexander and Elaine whom we affectionately call Xandi and Laine

Unlike us, they got married by their own choice and not because of an imposed pregnancy. They make a beautiful couple and their teenage daughter Priscilla is the best friend of our youngest daughter Renata, which fills us with pride.

After all, I've always had a crush on Laine but I have always respected our old friendship with Xandi and never tried anything with her.

In addition to Renatinha and Ana Paula, we also have a middle daughter Carolina.

Priscilla had been a frequent visitor to our house since she was little, even having the key. Similarly my youngest daughter Renatinha always attended our childhood friends' houses. The friendship between them blossomed firm and beautiful, which brought us much peace because we knew her parents and trusted in their character.

02 <unk> The flag

Everything changed one weekend when my wife had to go on a business trip, and I had to come home early because of some sudden malaise. So I went by Dr. Mendonça's office, took the serum and made it through the day. When I got home, I almost suffered a heart attack. There was this laundry trail that started in our living room all the way back to our bedroom. The only thing that came into my head is that some son-of-a-bitch has been stalking one of my girls. It certainly couldn't be Ana Paula, 'cause if she wanted to have sex with her fiancé they would do it at their shared apartment rather than our family house. The shock was so terrible that I had to sit down for a moment. My hands were shaking and I could not calm myself at all.

And so, trembling and staggering I went to the room where I could already hear them both moaning. I thought of opening the door at once and catching whoever was in the room but felt a sudden malaise that robbed me of my strength. All I could do was crack open the door. From the angle from which I stood it wasn't possible to see directly into the bed, but through the wardrobe mirror I could see Priscilla, my little girl's best friend, paying for a kiss with an unknown man.

I can't tell you how much of a relief it was for me, and even though what I saw was something really unpleasant, an immeasurable disappointment to see this girl that I thought so whole-heartedly - the daughter of my best friends, evangelical too - sucking on some guy in the same bed where I loved my wife over and over again, still it was 1,000 times better than seeing any of my princesses do that. All that went through my head was, "Uh-oh! I'm glad she isn't my daughter". It was so selfish, such a petty comfort, that for some moments I could do nothing but stand there half speechless and completely relieved at the door.

That's when she saw me. She took the roll of her face off, looked at me with a smile and started sucking it again looking into my eyes as if I were some kind of show-off or neighborly voyeur. "What a piranha", I thought. As I fell on my face, she stroked her pussy in ever-faster movements. I know what I should have done: kicked them both out of the house and told their parents everything that would disgrace her friendship with my daughter but at least keep my little princess safe from that slutty whore. But Priscilla there smiling to me was a portrait of her mother twenty years ago when I was nothing more than an overwhelmed teenager and she was the best girl in school. The same fiery-colored hair, the same juicy breasts... the same slender build... and that little round bump.

And as she sucked, the bitch. The guy's dick, which was not small, disappeared completely into that little angel mouth and reappeared in a delirious back-and-forth. It could be seen on this girl's face how much she liked it. Her eyes would glow. She held her stick with taste and sucked loudly. This is exactly what I imagined her mother doing to me in my younger days.

And she kept staring at me, and when her mouth wasn't completely taken over by the peck on her face... she would smile in complicity.

After a few minutes, the guy announced his orgasm. The little bitch started sucking on the tip of his dick more vigorously while her delicate hand was savagely punching it. From the man's screams I could tell that he had been enjoying himself enough by filling Pri's mouthpiece with his warm milk. She got up from bed in such a graceful and sensual gesture that I almost enjoyed myself right there in my pants, looked me straight in the eye through the mirror and swallowed all the fucking face down with a lecherous smile.

All my desire for her mother, Laine came back to me in an instant... all the secret handshakes every time I spied on her changing into a woman's dressing room.

I almost walked into that room and grabbed her.

I'm not denying it, but I ran into the bathroom and touched the fastest hand job of my life... barely had a hand in my poop when he spit his dick all over the toilet bowl.

03 <unk> Getting off the couch

I wandered around downtown for hours, and in the evening when it got cold, I came home. The clothes that had been thrown indiscriminately into my living room were gone; so was the molecule.

My three daughters were at home.

I asked why Ana Paula wasn't with her fiancé, and found out that she had caught him with another woman and was spending time at home because she didn't want to see the guy anymore. Despite my advice, she wouldn't even consider breaking off their engagement. She said she loved him and everything else.

Ana Paula is my proudest daughter, but the big truth was that this bastard had made her fall in love and she just couldn't live without him anymore.

After a few hours, she had managed to calm down and while I watched TV in the living room with my girls, she prepared dinner.

I had already partially forgotten what happened that afternoon. When the bell rang and Little Red Riding Hood went to answer it, I didn't even think about her until I heard her voice. It took my breath away when this voice which has been so dear and familiar over the years resounded through the room. So hard did she seem at that moment. "Fuck me", she said in my imagination, "fuck me like you always wanted to fuck my mother". Fuck me, asshole!

Renatinha promptly embraced her, the two of them laughed together. She settled down next to me under the covers as she always did since I was only a father for her friends and she was my best friend's daughter. She kissed my face like she had done before but there was an electricity in her lips that had never been there before. I was gasping for breath, and it seemed to me that everyone in the room could hear my heartbeat. She put her hand underneath my trousers and pulled out my roller coaster. Only the glow of the TV on lit up the room, but the back-and-forth on the blanket became too apparent; there was no way my daughters wouldn't have noticed their friend punching their dad. She kept squeezing my dick and punching me faster and harder until I couldn't take it anymore. And when my middle daughter started to put her hand on my belly,

I had held Carol's hand to stop her from feeling the semen sneezing everywhere, but it was too late. She looked at me in fright and hurried out of the couch into her room. As soon as I could, I went behind, taking with me that tattered blanket of sperm which I kept in my closet.

I cleaned myself up as best I could and found my face on the door of the girls' room.

I took a deep breath and knocked on the door, asking to come in.

It took a little while, but soon she's gonna open the door wide.

Carol, I don't know what to tell you... and it was true.

His shy smile caught me off guard.

"It's all right, Dad". She said.

<unk> Do you forgive Daddy, then love?

Of course I love you.

I love you too, honey.

But I wasn't in a position to argue, so I let it slide.

04 <unk> In the kitchen

I went to my room and grabbed a clean blanket, but when I got there the TV was off. In that short time upstairs with Carolyn, I thought of all the crazy things Pri could do underneath her blankets on that same couch. The idea of my youngest daughter being around didn't deter me; it just made me hornier.

I heard voices in the kitchen, there was laughter too. When I arrived, I saw Pri and Renatinha with their backs to me near the door. Ana Paula was busy making pots.

I sat in the chair, close to where they both were and started talking with them but my hand reached out until it touched Pri's leg which smilingly came closer than me.

My hand slowly climbed up the inside of her thighs where I felt a mealy steak. It was so wet that its juice had already begun to drip down my legs. Slightly awkward and with my left hand, I pulled out my stick and began a slow fistful while my other hand slipped underneath her mini-skirt. She wasn't wearing any panties at all, and it scared me when I realised this. And as I started rolling around in her skirt she took her hand back and lifted her apron to show me what an adorable little butt she has. I crossed his gullet with my fingers, and in doing so heard a wholly stubborn and involuntary groan come out of his mouth. It was so strong and full of desire that the conversation immediately stopped and Ana Paula looked back to see what had happened.

We were kind of frozen in the scene: her skirt completely up, showing off that tight little bundle; Ra hugging it and looking at her friend with amazement; my oldest daughter holding a spoon and looking half frightened as she looked back; and me cuddling this red-haired nympho who's best friends with my younger sister.

They looked at Pri, but they didn't see my hand hidden by the table and her body tucked up in his ass. My breath was gasping with anticipation. If there were a moment when everything could go home to fuck, it would be that one. If Little Red Riding Hood looks back or if her hand slips from her friend's waist she will feel her daddy's hand on her little buddy's bundle and shit is gonna hit the fan.

My heart was pounding, but my hands were working more feverishly. The left hand squeezed the dick into one of the tightest fists I'd ever seen and the right held Pri's bundle even tighter. At that very moment my thumb burrowed in her butt causing a spasm and another groan cutting through the air. She leaned against the table so hard her legs trembled.

"Is everything all right, Pri?" my little one asked.

Ana Paula, the older one, seemed to have recognised a desire in those two moans and was at once astonished and something else I could not determine.

<unk> Your stocking is half-fluid... that's all. ...your voice breaks, failing every time my thumb forced its way through your tight little hole.

While my thumb was crawling up your ass, my middle finger found his cricket and played with it.

Is everything all right? I wanted to know Ana Paula If you want, I can take you to the doctor.

"It's all right", Ana Pri said, almost gasping for breath.

You know. Anna spoke as she went back to her pots.

I put my middle finger in her little handkerchief with force and started to move the fingers inside of it, thumb on the butt and middle one on the chin. It began rolling around in my hand while whispering something into Ra's ear. I couldn't hear but also didn't want to. The whole situation was almost leading me to another orgasm.

Her mouth and cousin contracted, biting my fingers that moved wildly in Pri's bowels until she began to mock with a stronger movement. At the same time as I felt the spasms, I saw Priscilla shove her hand into my little girl's ass by squeezing it over her pajamas. Renatinha's eyes widened wide and she even gave me a chicken but didn't complain or do anything to get her friend's hand out of his pocket. I could feel Pri juice licking my hand while watching my little daughter being cuddled upside down by this tramp. That's when I couldn't take it anymore and started mocking, soiling the tablecloth and kitchen floor with my cock.

But when I was about to take my hand out of Pri's ass, she let go and grabbed me tightly. Without understanding it, I looked at her and saw that slutty smile on her face - the same one I had seen in the room while she sucked a stranger! She started pulling my arm forcing me onto the edge of the chair leading me towards Little Froggy. At the same time I knew what she wanted and know that I should have rejected this idea, but my hard-on spoke louder and although I had already made fun of it twice before, my dick was stubborn not to go down and the crazy fever which seized me refused to let go. So then I felt her little bundle. The softness of her pijaminha and firmness of his butt left me ecstatic. Little frog with closed eyes just enjoyed the moment. I did not hold on as strongly as he had done with Priya, lacked courage for that, but also didn't stop lovingly touching your buns.

I stood up from the chair, positioning myself behind Pri with my hard cock leaning against her back as a hand rolled over my little girl's butt.

I squeezed my thirsty dick into the opening of Pri's little drawing, supporting it with my left arm, then forced the entrance. It was much tighter than I had imagined. My cock was compressed by her wet flesh in a vigorous embrace. She looked back and started talking to me:

It's too big.

Those words, along with the low sighs and groans that came out of her little mouth made me crazy. Knowing my baby girl was already beginning to boil over in pleasure on my hand led me into another stage of hard-on a stage forbidden by God and man I felt like a criminal, a monster but at the same time wanted more than just fuck it

My dick entered the Pri, forcing its way through tight and mushy flesh. Every inch was an explosion of pleasure. The forbidden. She was too young and I was too old. I forced my cock into her xana with as much vigour as I pushed my mind to break every taboo that didn't allow me to extract from this experience all the enjoyment I could. Pri was totally surrendered and practically threw her weight on top of my stick. Poor little thing wouldn't even open her eyes while I rolled back and shoved the bag over it to boil and squeeze.

At some point, I felt like it had all come together.

I began to pump slowly, as I squeezed my little bundle more and more eagerly.

Pri leaned on the table and Ra's shoulder.

I started to push faster, harder. Her mouth was biting my dick so tight it almost hurt. My legs were already hurting from the position but I kept moving my hips and beating on that naughty little niece at the same time as my hand finally got into Ra's pajamas and my fingers found her ass she opened her eyes and looked me straight in the eye but didn't say anything her expression was a mixture of terror and excitement she gasped and rolled over onto my hand Pri had begun moaning louder My little one squeezed my arm with her delicate hand and said "Oh, Daddy" in such a loud and tearful way that I began to mock while grinding my teeth so as not to scream out this forbidden pleasure for the whole neighborhood to hear.

Pri couldn't stand up, so she sat on my leg and dropped her body onto me.

Ana Paula finally finished her supper, and we had dinner... without saying another word.

There was an unmistakable smell of sex in the air, and there's no way my oldest daughter couldn't have heard those moans.

No one commented on it.

05 <unk> Happy night

After dinner, between laughter and whispers, Renatinha and Pri went up to sleep. I mentioned retiring as well, but Ana Paula insisted that I talk with her. My heart exploded. I thought she was going to speak about the quickie I had just given in Pri, maybe even on my little girl's ball. To my relief she only wanted to continue talking about the betrayal of the groom.

I immediately felt bad about myself. What kind of a selfish monster was I becoming? My eldest daughter's fiancé cheats on her God knows how many times, and when she comes to talk with me all I can think about is eating my younger friend? The guilt ended up making me spend more time with Ana Paula than I had planned. We talked almost the whole night, sometimes coldly trying to analyze the situation, at other times crying profusely in my arms.

As she was too needy, my wife had traveled and the extra bed in the girls' room had been taken by Priscilla who as usual slept at home again. Ana Paula ended up sleeping with me. She had hurriedly left the apartment that she shared with her fiancé so did not bring her sweater, being forced to sleep only in underpants and a bra. Still on the bed with her back against mine, she cried. I embraced her whispering words of affection into her ear. I spoke about our love for her, made her realize we would face this crisis as a family. She fell asleep in my arms.

The position I found myself in was really uncomfortable. We hadn't slept hugging anyone for years, and I married Jessica because of an unexpected pregnancy, and despite the great affection that I felt for her, I don't think I ever loved her as much as I should have; we didn't sleep hugging or anything anyway.

I was trying to sleep when suddenly the exciting scenes that had happened on Friday afternoon came back in my mind, as well as Pri's punch for me on the sofa and his quickie in the kitchen.

I struggled with the growing hardness in me, but it was useless. I tried to deceive myself, argued with my conscience, saying that this little cocoon wasn't so much of a thing as good for making my daughter feel less needy, yet deep down I knew what monstrosity I was doing:

At the same time that I knew it had to stop, I pretended nothing was happening.

I began to pump her little bundle harder and stronger as she clutched at my body. In a moment of utter madness, I pulled out my cane. My heart was beating wildly fearing that she would wake up but also longing for the perfect figure in front of her. My trembling hands removed her panties from the way. My cane was so stiff that from where I stood I had trouble getting it into the entrance of her xanax and when I finally did Ana Paula moved abruptly and half-awake whispered:

Father... what are you doing?

Quickly and awkwardly, I tried to put my dick in my underwear and answer:

Nothing, Ana... I was stuttering.

Get a blanket, it is cold.

With a sigh of relief, I grabbed the fucking blanket and got as far away from her as the bed would allow me to get... and went straight for sleep.

06 <unk> The dream

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.

07 <unk> in accordance with

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.

08 <unk> The Herd

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 went in, she jammed her ass... trapping me inside of it.

I laid her on the bed and stared at her for a moment, contemplating that beauty half naïve yet half malicious. Her little hand wouldn't let go of my dick; it kept 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.

09 <unk> Wages and salaries

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 taken over 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 fighting, or rather when we took that break in the middle of "fighting" to evaluate our opponent, she was on all fours. The leap she made was a crazy thing. She spread her legs wide open, tucked her face into bed and threw her arms sideways so you couldn't lift your ass...

Daddy only gets the best: his ass.

And this girl's body is something that drives me crazy. Every person has their own preferences and I always liked those shrimp-face type girls. Like every man, I like these women who are cute, even naughty as my eldest daughter is in the case, but my real piracy is those girls with Lolita style at its best. And Priscilla herself: she doesn't have a bunch of hair or breasts or height. She's pretty and ordinary. 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 Fairy also knows". Maybe everyone else would know.

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!

Then came the anger. Who was that little piranha to call me "merda"? All this time I've preserved my friendship with Laine and Ale only to be called a freak? What did she fucking 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 an unbridled sob. 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 a teenage girl. What did Priscilla 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". As I was still thinking about it she jumped up and wrapped me in her delicate 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 am I putting her into? Only time will tell.