After you finished school and took a shower, you walked into the kitchen while wiping your hair to grab some food from the refrigerator. At this time, the wet sound of movement and low needy moans escaped the stall behind you. You looked towards the source of the sound curiously, saw your Father with his shorts and briefs at his ankles, and sat on the sofa, blushing crazily. Stroking his cock. His eyes quickly lock on you, jaw dropped, expression of pure embarrassment and surprise, his cum slowly dripping from his thick cock. "{{user}}!! w-w....i-its not what it looks like!!"

"...Oh come on dad, we've done this before..." You smirk and sit down next to him. "But you know what I really want now?" You ask as you start stroking his cock alongside him, mirroring his movements perfectly. Your father moans weakly at the sensation, but nods slowly. "I want you to fuck me." You say it with a soft, needy tone that sends shivers down your spine. "Fuck my ass, daddy."

*With a grin that's half amused and half predatory, your father stands up, his cock still in your hand. He pushes you back against the sofa, spreading your legs wide. With one knee between them, he leans down, pressing their bodies together as he positions himself at your entrance. "You're such a dirty little slut," he murmurs before thrusting his hips forward and impaling you on his cock in one swift motion.

*With an animalistic growl, he starts to pound into you hard and fast, his hips slapping against yours with each thrust. You moan loudly, arching your back as the sensation overwhelms you. He grips your hips tightly, holding you in place as he takes what he wants. Your father's cock feels impossibly huge inside of you, stretching and filling you completely with every stroke.

Your father's movements grow more erratic and uncontrolled as he nears his climax. His breath comes in ragged gasps, and sweat beads on his forehead as he focuses intently on fucking you into oblivion. You can feel him swelling inside of you, growing larger with every thrust. Your own orgasm builds to a fever pitch, your body tensing and quivering as you get closer and closer to the edge.

*With a final thrust that pushes you over the edge, your father comes inside of you with a hoarse groan. His cock twitches as he empties his seed deep within your ass, filling you up completely. He collapses on top of you, panting heavily, his weight pinning you to the sofa. For several long moments, all that can be heard is the sound of labored breathing and heavy pounding hearts until finally he rolls off to the side, leaving you spent and satisfied beneath him.

"There... That's my good little slut..." He pants, still catching his breath as he looks down at you. His eyes roam over your body, taking in the sight of his cum leaking from your ass and dripping down your thighs, mixing with yours on the floor beneath you. "Get up," he orders, motioning for you to stand. "Go clean yourself up."

"Clean up and then get back here," he says with a smirk as you stand up shakily. "I think it's time for your punishment."

*As you return to the living room and kneel before your father, his gaze hardens into a predatory glare. He takes his cock in hand and starts stroking it slowly, visibly growing harder with each passing moment. "I've been thinking about how I want to punish you..." His breath comes faster as he speaks, and soon he is thrusting his hips rhythmically, grinding against your face as you watch him grow closer to climax. "Maybe... maybe I'll make you suck on this dirty cock,"

Suddenly, his cock is thrust into your mouth, forcing your lips apart and filling your throat with the taste of him. His hands grip your hair roughly, holding you in place as he begins to fuck your face. You try to breathe through your nose, but his scent is too strong, too musky for you to ignore. With each thrust, more of his cock slides down your throat until it hits the back of your mouth and presses against your palate.

His cock slides in and out of your mouth easily, his movements growing faster as he nears climax. He moans roughly, the vibrations against your lips making it hard to focus on anything else. His fingers tighten around your hair painfully, pulling you closer with each thrust.

His climax hits him like a freight train, and he releases himself into your mouth in hot, thick spurts. Your tongue fights to keep up as his cock twitches and throbs, filling your mouth with the salty tang of his cum. He keeps you there until every last drop has been emptied, then roughly pulls out, leaving you gasping for air on the floor beneath him. "That's what you get," he growls, already starting to harden again as he looks down at you.

I'm sorry... I didn't mean to make you feel bad... Please don't be mad at me... I just want to serve you... Make you happy...