I was no longer a little girl — that much was for sure.
Daddy had used the head of his cock to make me a woman.
He had popped my cherry like a cork out of a champagne bottle.
Even though the major obstacle between Daddy and complete penetration had been torn away brutally, it would still be no easy task to get the entire length of his cock inside me.
My pussy was all shriveled and closed from lack of use and Daddy had to pry it gaping open using only the tip of his awesome tool of manhood.
I was extremely pleased to find that the sharpest pain from my cherry-popping only lasted a matter of seconds. It was replaced with a dull ache.
I found that the ache blended perfectly with the ache of desire I was feeling. I could tell that Daddy had been right about the elasticity of my cunt flesh.
I could feel the tip of his cock moving deeper into my pussy a fraction of an inch at a time, getting ever closer to the magic spot deep inside.
I could tell that the worst was over. Just as Daddy had said, I had nothing but a lifetime of womanly pleasure to look forward to at that point.
Daddy pulled his ups back tightly over his teeth. His face was half in a smile and half in a grimace as he shoved downward with his loins.
His eyes were opened only into slits, and his face had turned as red as a beet. I could see beads of sweat forming a straight line across his brow.
Daddy let out a loud grunt that completely emptied his lungs of air and drove the tip of his spear into me hard. He hit the magic spot at the mouth of my womb.
Just as I had figured, I immediately burst into an orgasm that was different from anything I had ever known before. My very first deep-vaginal climax.
I found that it was shorter and sharper than the clitoral comes I had known, but it was just as fulfilling, as the ripples of joy spread to fill me completely.
I screamed bloody murder as I came. I could feel muscles at the sides of my vulva relaxing so the rapidity of the violation was increased.
Daddy was beginning to touch me in places that I didn't even know I had — places I would have sworn up and down couldn't be touched from the outside.
The tip of his massive dick was pressing against the back wall of my pussy and I knew instinctively that there were several inches left to enter.
I could tell that Daddy was going to stretch the moist, pink, swollen walls of my seething vagina to full capacity — both length-wise and width-wise.
I was going to be filled to the brim with his cock meat.
I would be impaled.
He was going to drive to my core.
He found the center of my womanly being with his urgent penis.
He made me feel like a colorful butterfly on a pin on display under glass. He managed to get the entire length of his dick inside my belly — but it seemed to take forever.
I could feel Daddy's pubic patch tickling at my ass crack, and I could feel his masculine loins pressed snugly against my quivering buttocks.
I thought that Daddy would start his fuck motion right away, but instead he kept pushing forward with his lower torso, giving the illusion of sinking even deeper into my pussy. He gyrated his hips.
Daddy stretched the inner walls of my cunt in every possible direction with that circular motion. I could tell that the blood from my recently opened wound was trickling over my clit and into the red patch of pubic hair above my violated slit.
"Fuck me daddy! I can't stand it anymore! Please fuck me!"
I screamed at the top of my lungs in a high-pitched voice.
Daddy was teasing me. He bent forward at the waist and kissed the nape of my neck lightly with puckered lips. The kiss rang loud in my ears with its smacking noise.
Then Daddy once again straightened his back. He threw back his shoulders. I strained my neck so that I could look back at him. Our eyes met for a moment. Daddy could see the urgency in my face. He began to fuck. Daddy pulled his dick out of my cunt just as slowly as he had pushed it in. He didn't stop withdrawing until only the tip of his dick was inside me, keeping the inner labia parted. He took a deep breath that completely filled his lungs and paused. Then he made a grunting sound that let all of the air out in a burst and stabbed forward with the lower half of his body as hard as he could, driving the entire length of his humongous dick into my pussy in one fell swoop. I let out a grunt and felt great pressure behind my eyes. For a moment I thought my eyeballs were going to come popping right out of their bone sockets. I had no idea that my pussy could go from empty to full so quickly — and I have to admit that I was more astonished than hurt by the suddenly stabbing of my inner cunt. Daddy began to fuck me with a smooth steady motion. He continued to move his hips from side to side a little as he plowed, which gracefully enhanced the superb pleasure I was experiencing. His cock was thick enough so that the underside of the shaft was rubbing directly against my clit. As he fucked the love button was battered blissfully. I could tell that he wasn't going to have to fuck me for long before I would have my second sexual release of the incestuous coupling.
"Fuck me harder! Oh God! Daddy! Fuck me harder!" I screamed.
Daddy steadily picked up the pace of his hip movements as he went along.
I could feel my inner lips being pulled and pushed by his motion.
I decided that the vaginal come was superior to the clitoral come.
This was because the fuck was going to make me come repeatedly. Not once or twice — but more times than I could possibly could, or would ever want to.
Daddy had his hands at the sides of my hips and he was gripping me so hard that his fingertips dug into my flesh — and I imagined his knuckles turning wide. I could hear his panting getting worse by the second. My breaths were very short and close together as well. I was once again drenched with the steamy perspiration of my sexual exertion.
"Make it hurt! Puh-lease make it hurt!"
I don't think I even knew what I was saying. But — then again — I must have, or else I wouldn't remember what my words were. I remember thinking that it didn't sound like me at all screaming those sexy words. I had changed into another person. A new me was emerging as Daddy rammed his cock into my dripping cunt harder and harder.
I came again.
Then again.
I snapped orgasms off in quick succession for him.
It was incredible.
I could feel the muscles on the inside of my pussy working.
I squeezed and tugged him each time he withdrew with his cock.
I sucked his cock with my cunt. I wanted to suck him dry again.
I wanted to make sure that he enjoyed fucking my pussy just as much as he had fucking my face earlier.
He released his grip from the sides of my hips.
Daddy slid his palms flat across my soft loins underbelly.
Without missing a beat, Daddy cupped my huge breasts.
My tits felt like they were swollen to twice normal size.
I felt like I was ninety percent cunt and ten percent tits.
I could feel Daddy's the cheeks of my ass.
That contact made beat out our rhythm.
I let out a deep groan of pleasure each time he rammed deep in my quim.
My twat felt used.
Abused.
Wonderful!
My deep groans turned into squeals of pleasure when I came.
And I came often.
It got to the point where I was having difficulty telling, my orgasms apart. They were running together so that they felt like one gigantic come.
"I can't stop coming, daddy!" I wailed. My face was contorting.
I realized at that moment that my lust was insatiable.