Daddy "It's Itchy Again"

Daddy helps yeenage Kate stratch an itch...

Kate couldn't shake the feeling that had overwhelmed her during the ointment application. The sensations had been foreign yet intoxicating, leaving her with a restlessness that she couldn't explain. It was as if a secret part of her had been awakened, and now it craved more. She found herself touching her bottom in the same way her dad had, trying to recreate the feeling, but it was never quite the same.

Days later, as Kate lay in the bubble bath, the memory of her dad's gentle touch resurfaced. She felt a warmth spread through her body, a tingle that started at her core and radiated outwards. She needed relief, but she didn't know how to ask for it without revealing the thoughts that had been plaguing her. The door creaked open, and in came Jack, a towel in hand. He paused when he saw Kate, his eyes lingering on her naked form before he cleared his throat and handed her the towel. "I thought you might need this," he said, his voice gruff.

"Daddy?" Kate's voice was small, unsure. She bit her lip, looking up at him through the steam. "Could you... check my back again?"

Jack's heart skipped a beat. He knew what she was really asking for, but he couldn't bring himself to admit it. "The rash?" he asked, his voice carefully neutral.

"Yeah," Kate said, her eyes never leaving his. "It's itchy again."

Jack's stomach knotted, but he couldn't deny the flicker of desire that ignited within him. He nodded, trying to keep his expression neutral. "Okay, sweetie," he said, his voice strained. "Let me see."

Kate stepped out of the tub, the water sluicing off her young body, leaving a trail of glistening droplets in its wake. She was more self-conscious now, her arms folded across her chest, but she turned around and presented her back to him with a trust that made his chest tighten. The rash had faded, leaving behind only faint traces of redness. The sight of her bare bottom brought back the vivid memories of their last encounter, and his cock stirred against his will.

Jack took a deep breath, trying to steady his racing heart. He couldn't let this happen again, but the temptation was too great. He squeezed out a generous amount of ointment onto his finger. "Where does it itch?" he asked, his voice gruff.

Kate's gaze never left his as she reached back and spread her cheeks apart. The sight of her tiny pink rosebud peeking out was almost too much for him to bear. She was so young, so innocent, and yet here she was, offering herself up to him. He knew he should refuse, that this was wrong on so many levels, but the need to explore the boundaries of their newfound intimacy was too strong.

With trembling hands, Jack applied the ointment to Kate's bottom, his fingers sliding over her soft skin with a practiced ease that belied his inner turmoil. He watched her face contort with pleasure as he touched her, her breaths coming in short, sharp gasps. It was all he could do to keep from giving in to his own desires. He spread her cheeks wider, exposing her pink, glistening pussy.

Her eyes closed, Kate's body arched back into his touch, her hips moving in a silent plea for more. He slid his thumb along her slit, feeling her wetness, and her moan grew louder. She was so responsive, so receptive to his touch. It was all Jack could do to keep his own arousal in check as he gently pushed his thumb inside her. She was tight, her walls clenching around him, and he had to fight the urge to thrust deeper.

With his other hand, Jack spread her cheeks, exposing her tight, pink anus. He knew he should be repulsed, that this was his daughter, but the desire to claim every part of her was overwhelming. He leaned in, his tongue tentatively touching the sensitive skin around her hole. Kate gasped, her body jolting with the unexpected sensation. He felt a rush of excitement as he licked and kissed her there, her moans growing more insistent.

The tip of his tongue circled her anus, teasing and probing. Kate pushed back against him, her hips grinding against his hand. He could feel her tightening around his thumb, her orgasm building. He knew he had to give her more. Slowly, with trembling fingers, he lubricated her back entrance with the excess ointment and began to push his thumb inside her. The resistance was there, but she was so slick, so open to him, that it slid in with surprising ease.

Kate's eyes flew open, her mouth forming a silent "Oh" as she felt the new sensation. Her hips bucked, her body moving of its own accord. She had never felt anything like this before, and the pleasure was so intense, it was almost painful. Her breath hitched as she felt the pressure build, the sensation coiling deep within her. "Daddy," she gasped, her voice desperate.

Jack's tongue danced around her clit, feeling her body tense beneath him. He knew she was close, could taste the sweetness of her impending release. He slid his thumb in and out of her tight little asshole, feeling her squeeze around him. Her pussy was clenching around his other hand, her juices running down his wrist. The sight of his daughter in such a state of arousal was too much to handle, but he couldn't stop. He had to give her what she needed.

Kate's moans grew louder, echoing off the tiles of the bathroom. Her legs were shaking, her toes curling as the orgasm built. "Daddy, I'm gonna... oh god, I'm gonna..." she panted, her voice a desperate whisper. Her body was on fire, a conflagration of sensation that she had never experienced before.

With a final, agonizing push, Kate's orgasm crashed over her like a wave. Her eyes rolled back in her head, and she screamed his name as her body convulsed. Her pussy clamped down around his thumb, her ass tightening around his finger, and she felt the warm rush of fluid that accompanied her climax. It was a feeling that seemed to go on forever, her body writhing and spasming with pleasure.

Jack watched in awe as Kate's body trembled with the aftershocks of her orgasm. He couldn't believe what he had just done, but the sight of her pleasure was intoxicating. He knew he had to have more. With a firm grip on her hips, he pulled her closer, aligning his throbbing cock with her slippery entrance. He paused for a moment, giving her time to protest, but Kate's eyes remained closed, her body still shaking with the aftermath of her climax.

With a gentle push, he slid the head of his cock into her tight ass, feeling the resistance give way to his insistence. Kate gasped, her eyes flying open. "Daddy, what are you doing?" she whispered, her voice filled with a mix of fear and excitement.

Jack's eyes searched hers, looking for any sign of objection. "Shh, it's okay, baby," he murmured, his voice soothing. "I'll make it feel good." And with that, he pushed in deeper, inch by inch, watching as her pupils dilated with the mix of pain and pleasure. She was so small, so tight, and the feeling was indescribable. He had to clench his teeth to keep from coming right then and there.

Kate's breaths grew ragged as she felt the stretching, the fullness that was both terrifying and exhilarating. It burned, but there was something about the pain that only heightened her pleasure. She whimpered, her nails digging into the side of the tub as she adjusted to the new sensation. Her pussy was still throbbing from her recent climax, and now she could feel her ass clenching around her dad's thick cock.

Jack pushed deeper, his eyes never leaving Kate's. The guilt was still there, but it was overshadowed by the need to claim her, to make her his in every way possible. He began to thrust, his movements slow and deliberate at first, giving her body time to accommodate his size. Kate's eyes grew wide with shock as she felt the head of his cock breach her tight sphincter, but she didn't pull away. Instead, she pushed back, her hips moving in time with his, urging him deeper.

He slid his hands around her waist, holding her firmly as he picked up the pace. Each thrust sent waves of pleasure through her body, mixing with the lingering sting of her first anal penetration. The sensation was intense, a fiery mix of pain and pleasure that she couldn't get enough of. Her pussy was wet and swollen, her clit pulsing with each stroke of his cock against her.

Kate reached back, her small hand tentatively brushing against his balls. They were heavy and warm, the velvety skin stretched taut with his arousal. She had never touched a man's testicles before, and the sensation was strange yet fascinating. She rubbed them gently, feeling them tighten and draw up closer to his body with each of her strokes.

Encouraged by his daughter's unspoken invitation, Jack began to fuck her ass with more urgency, his hips slamming into her with a force that made the bathroom mirror rattle. Kate's hand moved from his balls to her clit, her fingertips circling the sensitive nub with a newfound confidence. The pleasure was almost too much to handle, a symphony of sensations that played out across her body.

Her moans grew louder, filling the steamy room as she worked herself closer to the edge. Each thrust of his cock sent a bolt of lightning through her core, and she could feel the pressure building once again. It was like nothing she had ever experienced, a mix of pain and pleasure that was utterly addictive. Her pussy throbbed with need, begging for release.

Jack's own breath grew ragged, his eyes glazed with lust as he watched Kate's hand move between her legs. He could feel her tightness gripping him, the warmth of her body surrounding him, and he knew he wouldn't last much longer. He pushed in deep, his cock buried to the hilt in her virgin ass. Kate's eyes rolled back in her head, and she bit her lip to stifle a scream.

With one final, powerful thrust, Jack released his load deep inside her, filling her with his hot cum. Kate's body spasmed, and she came again, her pussy clenching around his cock. Her orgasm was so intense, it was almost violent, her body trembling as wave after wave of pleasure washed over her. She had never felt so alive, so consumed by sensation.

Jack held her there for a moment, his cock still buried deep in her ass, their bodies slick with sweat and water. He could feel her panting against his chest, her breaths coming in ragged gasps. The guilt was still there, but it was dulled by the euphoria of the moment. He pulled out gently, watching as her body shivered with the loss of him.

"Thanks, Daddy," Kate murmured, her voice still shaky from the intensity of her climax. She turned to face him, her eyes wide and uncomprehending. "What was that?"