Happily Ever After!

There on the altar, dressed as a bride in all the pomp and circumstance of the moment, she is simply beautiful; no one can imagine how little whore this girl is! Only I know about our secret. The secret of life.
And to think that it all started in such a natural and spontaneous way, that looking back I can't believe everything we experienced. And the memories came into my mind ... sweet, soft and full of pleasure.
In the beginning it was very difficult and unexpected for both of us. I had never lived with her full-time, and she in turn did not know that I too was intransigent ..., after all, it was a long hard start again. But to tell you the truth, everything eventually fell into place and we became more than father and daughter; we were friends, partners and even balladeers.
Everything was running smoothly and nothing seemed bad or inconvenient; until that day! The day I saw my daughter with different eyes. I had worked late, and on the way home stopped at a snack bar to eat something; I ended up drinking more than eating (several beers) and after assessing my relative fitness, I got in the car and roamed home, circling carefully and anxious to find back my shower and then my bed!
After some turmoil and stumbling, I finally arrived at home. I opened the front door carefully so as not to make too much noise; it was almost dawn and I assumed that my little one was sleeping. But she wasn't...I found her lying on a couch in our living room with the TV turned up but no sound. However what surprised me most was seeing her like this: She had only underpants and bra. My gullible eyes kept scrutinizing that youthful body in generous and insinuating ways.
I approached carefully so as not to wake her and knelt down beside the couch, just to better appreciate my daughter's body; she was as delightful and desirable as a woman made, nor did she seem only seventeen years old. The breasts were large but firm and well outlined; perfect butt and thick thighs nicely twisted worthy of an Olympian goddess.
The long silky, soft hair was as black as night and framed an angelic face devoid of evil. She was beautiful, appetizing and delicious... but the next moment I began to scold myself at the thought of coveting my own daughter.
She opened her sleepy little eyes and in an unexplainable gesture, she jumped on top of me, grabbing my arm tightly. She hugged me and began to cry saying that she was worried and didn't know what to do if I did not return home; I embraced this warm and tender body and reassured her as best I could. I took her into my arms and led her to her room, gently placing her upon the bed.
She asked me to stay by her side for a little while until she fell asleep, which I lovingly agreed. When I mentioned sitting beside her on the bed, she took her hand up to my armpit and squeezed the volume that had been projecting in clear demonstration of my excited state. She asked why I was like this and why my groin was swollen. I baffled, only answering it resulted from too much drinking and bad thoughts. She gave a smile but didn't take her hand off my bracelet, gently clenching it.
I gently pushed his hand away and stood up a little afraid, for I needed to escape from that embarrassing situation of demonstrating my uncontrollable male erection state to my daughter.
I took a shower and went to bed almost immediately. I was naked, but I made sure that the door of my room remained closed; after all, I could not be careless at this time.
I had longed for my own daughter! That thought haunted and frightened me. For a moment, I felt that the best thing to do was run away from her; make up some story and separate myself from this beautiful and exciting girl who'd driven me crazy in an instant. And with these thoughts shadowing my mind, I fell asleep into restless sleep interrupted repeatedly by images, desires and erections demanding satisfaction even if it were done manually.
In the morning, I went down to the café and did not try to avoid her presence which in turn was bubbly and very cheerful. She had prepared a breakfast for both of us with fruit, coffee, bread and delicacies that simply captivated me. We tasted this fantastic appetite and then we made our way towards the garage. At the doorway she grabbed my neck and kissed my lips. I resisted sticking my filthy tongue into that divine little mouth, and showed appreciation for the gesture.
It was another busy day at work and the tasks were piling up inexplicably. I tried to keep track of my errand, but when I looked at my watch it was past half-past nine o'clock; I left everything on the table with a few written messages for my assistant and two of the boys who worked with me, leaving as soon as possible for the sweet refuge of my home and perhaps my little girl's sensual smile.
Again, a surprise to me; she had prepared a delicious dinner for two that we enjoyed over some good Chilean wine. I let her drink only two medium cups saying there was no harm in it as long as she didn't exaggerate; she laughed at me and confessed that she had already taken some poros with friends but never offended me.
After dinner, we set aside dessert and dishes for the next day and went to party on our living room couch watching some old black-and-white movie. She clung to me, and after a while she laid her head down on my shoulder as her hand stroked my thigh over his trousers. For an instant I closed my eyes to really enjoy that moment but was surprised by another unexpected erection.
I tried to control myself and not let my daughter see this uncomfortable situation. Whether it was intentional or not, but the next moment she threw her leg over mine and touched gently on his knee a bulge that I had been trying in every possible way to hide from its perception. I thought my relaxation had taken effect, and I attempted to enjoy an evening with this angel full of sensuality.
Suddenly I felt a pressure on the limb and looked down, noting that she had pressed my groin with her knee; it was something quite subtle and if she was disguising herself she was doing so masterfully as her head descended to mid-chest and her eyes were pointed at me but half closed denouncing an opportune drowsiness.
I fell asleep and woke up a little startled; looked at the clock and saw that it was very late. Kissed her neck and whispered in her ear that we had to go to our rooms. She squinted her eyes and made a small kiss, agreeing somewhat reluctantly with my suggestion. We went into our bedrooms and I tried to undress myself and immediately lie down. In those days I did not usually sleep naked but without fully understanding why I felt like doing so that night.
I fell into a deep sleep and had dreams full of mischief with my daughter ... My lust for her was something unthinkable, but at the same time, something that I could not control ..., she drove me crazy from so much desire!
-Dad ..., wake up Dad..., let me see? <unk> At first I thought it was a dream and took too long to open my eyes and find my daughter sitting next to her in bed, whispering an unrelated question to me.
I asked, trying to be as lucid as possible.
-Show me your dick, please?
And before I could do anything, she pulled back the sheet revealing my manhood in a state of full erection. Their eyes flickered as they saw my hard roll with swollen gland, throbbing like madness. Without any ceremony, she took hold of it with one hand, feeling its volume and extension; she squeezed gently and from time to time rehearsed an unrestrained fistfight.
Honestly, I didn't know what to do ... all of a sudden my daughter was in my room sitting on the bed holding my hard roll in her hand!
At that moment, I went completely nuts and indulged in the delights of incest with my own daughter... stroked her hair and fondled her lovely little mouth making miseries on my roll pulsating full of hard-on.
I got on top of her and told her what I was up to:
-Come on, Daddy..., come fuck your cute little girl that's what she wants the most ..., her beautiful, fat and big dick making me a woman ..., making me his whore! Come, my macho! <unk> She said it with the sweetest look in the world, and I did not make myself begged.
I held her by the waist and pointed my roller at her little face which shone so brightly that it was - after all, I had sucked a lot out of this untouched hole - and with due care, penetrated into it, first sinking its glans to then squeezing the rest in her bowels.
We began to climb like two complete lunatics; I would bury the roll up into my balls and then pull it out almost completely, and sinking back inside of her, extracting moans, shrieks and words of encouragement for me to keep penetrating hard.
I sucked on her delicious breasts, nibbling at the stuffy nipples and licking off the haloes as if they were very tasty sweets (and they really were!). My little girl announced the first orgasm saying that she was making fun of me ..., and then another one came, and yet another, and still another! We lost count while fucking with a desire which seemed to have been repressed for so long.
When we were finished, exhausted; sweaty and tired bodies and a nice well-deserved prostration. We kissed each other and my daughter said that from then on she would be my little whore ..., mine and no one else's!
From that night on, my life changed and changed for the better... I had my daughter as my mistress. My little slut full of naivety and madness to learn everything related to sex and physical satisfaction <unk> mine and hers!
I'd barely finish my work file and there I was, rushing home like a madman. Opening the door to find my naked daughter waiting for me she would help me undress and after many kisses and caresses we ate dinner (naked as we were) and had fun playing with our bodies.
She'd play min-rola, masturbating me very slowly and provoking my boner by nibbling on my nipples.
During the day, she would call me saying that my little whore was burning with a hard-on and could barely hold out till night to see me. One day she came into my office and we tried to be as well behaved as possible until her hardness reached an uncontrollable limit. I locked the door of the office while she undressed for me. I opened up the sleeve of her trousers and took off her bathrobe. She leaned over on the table offering her beautiful ass. We fucked until fun invaded our bodies and souls.
Another time, she texted me on her cell phone saying that she was crazy enough to fuck my ass! We were in the middle of a day and I made up some lame excuse to run home.
Before long, she was entering the room, grabbing my hard roll and asking to be nailed as quickly as possible.
Come on, daddy... come and fuck your little whore's ass.
I practically tore up my daughter's clothes, forcing her to lie on all fours on the couch; ran into the kitchen and returned carrying a jar of margarine in my hands; first stroked my roll that was so swollen it seemed to have doubled in volume; then applied some onto her anus with my pinky finger. Of course I took the opportunity to lick the saddle by sticking out my tongue and helping butter sweat inside the little hole being violated.
I held her by the hips, and ordered that she help me, pushing away her buttocks so that I could point the roller in the right direction. She obeyed me, pleading with me to shove the roller up her ass as quickly as possible. I buried the glans with a vigorous punch, tearing at its initial resistance and making my daughter scream out of pain ..., yet still it stood bravely.
I confess that I was afraid of hurting her, and even intended to retreat; but my daughter looked over her shoulders with a look flashing from excitement. She ordered me to continue in my attempt because she wanted to be fucked by the ass and would not allow any backsliding on my part.
I squeezed her hips and went on, sinking the roller inch by inch until it was entirely "swallowed up" by my partner's brave anus. Spent a few minutes savoring the roller buried in my daughter's butt and only started to punch when she begged me to do so without wasting time. Even though it hurt, she said, her ass needed to be chastised and had to be chastened with my dick in laughter.
I started the back and forth movements, sinking the roll in and pulling it out almost entirely, extracting screams, moans, hisses and gasping breaths from my daughter who kept asking for more! We fucked like crazy for so long that I completely lost all sense of time and space. After much fucking, I leaned over her torso and began playing with her swollen clitoris, tearing off several orgasms which promoted a transmutation from pain to pleasure. My daughter was finally enjoying her first anal sex.
When I felt the orgasm coming, I announced to her what was about to happen and said that I would lick her little ass with my hot viscous cock. And before she could say anything, I pulled out a rolling pin and continued masturbating on my dick until the first stirrups vibrated in my body and jets of sperm started projecting outside me. I pointed my <unk>arma<unk> at the kitchen table and let a white, warm, sticky mass settle down over my daughter's red-breaking arsehole.
We wind up passing out on the living room couch, waking only in the wee hours of the morning hungry and crazy for another limitless fuck.
Now she was getting married, and even at the altar I knew that she would still be my little whore.