Please daddy, fuck my other hole...

A father who has trained his 14 year old daughter into being his little cocksleeve has one rule. No pussy fucking. Until now?

The morning light filtered through the thin curtains, casting a soft glow over the tangled sheets of the master bedroom. Marvin lay sprawled on his back, one arm draped over his forehead, the other resting on the empty space beside him where his wife should have been. But she wasn’t there, she hadn’t been for hours. Sunday mornings were reserved for her yoga class, a ritual as predictable as the sunrise.

A quiet rustling came from the doorframe, bare feet on hardwood. Marvin didn’t need to look to know who it was. The scent of strawberry shampoo hit him first, then the dip of the mattress as April, his 14 year old daughter, climbed onto the bed with the practiced ease of someone who’d done it a thousand times. Her tiny frame settled against his side, her skin impossibly soft where it pressed against his rough, hairy torso.

Marvin exhaled through his nose, letting his fingers trail down April’s spine in a slow, familiar pattern. She shivered, pressing closer, her breath warm against his chest. "Daddy," she murmured, her voice still sleep-soft, but with that undercurrent of eagerness he knew so well. Her small hand drifted lower, fingers brushing the coarse hair below his navel, teasing but not quite touching what she wanted.

Marvin’s cock twitched under April’s featherlight touch, already half-hard from the familiar warmth of her body against his. He let his fingers tangle in her long blonde hair, tugging just enough to make her gasp, a sound he’d trained her to make over years of careful practice. "Morning, babygirl," he rumbled, his voice thick with sleep and something darker. April giggled, the sound girlish and sweet, but her eyes were already glazed with the kind of hunger only he could satisfy.

Marvin’s fingers tightened in April’s hair, holding her still as his other hand traced the delicate curve of her hip. She arched into his touch like a cat, her body responding to him with the instinctual obedience he’d cultivated in her. He remembered the first time he’d touched her, not like this, not yet, just a brush of his thumb over her soft cheek while her mother slept downstairs. That trust had been the foundation.

By the time April was a preteen, Marvin had already mapped every inch of her with his hands, always careful, always gentle, testing the waters of her innocence like dipping toes into a lukewarm bath. He started with tickles that lingered too long, kisses that strayed from her forehead to the hollow of her throat, whispered secrets about how special she was, how no one else could ever love her like Daddy did. And April, giggling and eager for his attention, drank it up like milk.

The first time he’d slipped his fingers between her legs, she’d been confused, squirming more from the unfamiliar sensation than any real resistance. "Does it feel good, babygirl?" he’d murmured, pressing his lips to the shell of her ear as his fingers worked her tiny, hairless slit. April had shaken her head, but her thighs trembled, and when he pulled his hand away, her little hips chased the contact instinctively. That was the moment Marvin knew she’d be perfect.

April's breath hitched as Marvin's fingers tightened in her hair, the familiar sting sending sparks down her spine. She wriggled closer, her bare thighs brushing against his thickening cock, already slick with anticipation. "Daddy," she whined, pressing her forehead against his chest, her voice dripping with that practiced need he'd taught her. "Please."

Marvin exhaled sharply through his nose, his grip in April's hair tightening just enough to make her whimper, a sound that went straight to his cock. "Please what, babygirl?" he murmured, dragging his free hand down the dip of her waist, savoring the way her ribs fluttered under his touch like a caged bird. April squirmed, her tiny hips grinding against his thigh, leaving a damp streak on his skin. "You gotta use your words."

April’s lips parted with a wet little gasp, her hips twitching as Marvin’s fingers trailed lower, skimming the delicate curve of her hipbone. "Please, Daddy," she breathed, her voice trembling in that way he loved, small and desperate, like she couldn’t stand another second without him. "Wanna feel you." Her tiny fingers fumbled between them, brushing the thick heat of his cock where it strained against his stomach.

Marvin's breath hitched as April's small fingers wrapped around his cock, her grip tentative but eager. He could feel her pulse racing through her fingertips, the way her thumb traced the swollen vein along the underside with the precision of someone who knew his body better than her own. Because she did. He'd taught her that.

Marvin groaned low in his throat as April's tiny fingers squeezed him just the way he liked, tight at the base, loosening as she slid up to the head, her thumb circling the leaking slit. "That's it, babygirl," he murmured, watching her through half-lidded eyes. Her cheeks were flushed pink, her lower lip caught between her teeth in concentration. She’d gotten so good at this over the years, her hands memorizing every ridge and curve of him like it was her favorite toy.

Marvin’s breath came rougher now, his hips twitching upward involuntarily as April’s small hand worked him with practiced ease. He could feel the dampness of her palm where his precum slicked her fingers, the sticky sound of her strokes filling the quiet room. Her breath hitched when he bucked into her grip, her wide eyes flickering up to meet his with that mix of awe and hunger he’d come to crave. "Daddy," she whispered, her voice trembling, "you’re so big."

Marvin’s laugh came out rough, more of a growl than anything else, as he watched April’s tiny fingers struggle to close around his girth. His cock twitched in her grip, thick and angry red against the pale, almost translucent skin of her small hands. "Yeah?" he murmured, tangling his fingers deeper in her hair until her scalp burned pink under his grip. "You like how Daddy feels, babygirl?"

April's head bobbed eagerly, her blonde hair spilling over Marvin's chest as she squeezed his cock tighter, her tiny fingers kneading the thick shaft with the devotion of a disciple handling sacred relics. "Uh-huh," she breathed, her voice high and girlish, the way Marvin liked it, pure, untainted, dripping with worship. Her lips parted slightly, pink and glistening, as she stared at his cock with the wide-eyed reverence he'd spent years cultivating.

April climbed on top of her father with the practiced ease of someone who’d done it a thousand times before. Her tiny hands splayed across his broad chest, fingers digging into the coarse hair there as she settled her weight onto his lap. The contrast was obscene, her frail, childlike frame dwarfed by his bulk, her milky thighs trembling as they bracketed his hips. Marvin’s cock lay thick and heavy against the curve of her ass, the heat of it searing through her skin.

Marvin grinned up at April, his fingers tracing lazy circles on her narrow hips as she straddled him. Her tiny knees pressed into the mattress on either side of his waist, her weight barely noticeable, like a sparrow perched on a branch. "What's my babygirl gonna do with Daddy's cock today?" he murmured, voice rough with anticipation. He already knew the answer; he'd trained her too well. But he loved hearing her say it, loved watching her pink lips form the filthy words in that sweet, childish voice.

April giggled, rocking her hips slightly so Marvin's thick cock slid between the soft cheeks of her ass. Her blonde hair fell in a messy curtain around her face as she leaned down, pressing her lips to his ear. "Gonna put it in my butt," she whispered, drawing out the last word like it was a secret. She pulled back just enough to meet his eyes, her own wide and gleaming with excitement. "Gonna push it allll the way in," she continued, demonstrating with her small hands, fingers stretching wide around an imaginary girth, "and ride you till you make that face."

Marvin groaned, his hands tightening on April's hips as her innocent tone contrasted deliciously with the vulgar promise. She'd gotten so good at this, knowing exactly how to twist him up with that girlish enthusiasm, that bubbly delivery of depravity. He loved how she'd gasp when he first breached her, how her tiny fingers would clutch at his chest as she took him inch by inch, how her high-pitched whimpers would fill the room. And she loved it too, loved the way he stretched her, the way he made her feel full and owned and perfect.

April didn't linger any longer, she knew her mother was only gone for a few hours, and every second counted. With practiced ease, she lifted her hips, her tiny fingers wrapping around her father's thick cock, her thumb brushing the swollen head as she angled it toward her tight little asshole. The contrast was obscene: her delicate, childlike hands struggling to grip his girth, the dark veins standing stark against her pale skin. She exhaled sharply through her nose, her pink lips parting as she guided him to her entrance, the heat of him already making her squirm.

April pressed down with her hips, her breath hitching as the thick head of Marvin's cock pressed against her tight little hole. Even after all these years, after all the fingers, all the toys, all the slow stretches, that first push was always overwhelming. The sheer size difference was obscene: her tiny body struggling to accommodate him, her childlike frame trembling under the strain. But Marvin had trained her well, and April knew exactly how to relax, how to breathe through the burn, how to let Daddy in.

A whimper escaped her lips as the first thick inch breached her, her small hands clawing at Marvin's chest for balance. Her asshole fluttered around him, the tight ring of muscle protesting the intrusion before reluctantly yielding. Marvin groaned beneath her, his hands tightening on her hips, not helping, not easing her down, just holding her in place as she struggled to take him deeper. "That's it, babygirl," he murmured, his voice rough with arousal. "Take Daddy nice and slow. Show me what a good little cocksleeve you are."

April whimpered as she sank lower, her tiny body trembling with the effort of taking Daddy inch by torturous inch. The stretch was agonizing, deliciously so, her tight little asshole fluttering around the thick girth of Marvin's cock as it disappeared inside her. She could feel every vein, every ridge, the way her insides molded around him like warm clay. Her breath came in short, wet gasps, her blonde hair sticking to her flushed cheeks as she forced herself to relax, to open up for him the way he'd taught her.

April’s tiny butt finally met Marvin’s pelvis with a soft slap, her entire body trembling as his full length disappeared inside her. A shuddering sigh escaped her lips, half relief, half disbelief, as she adjusted to the impossible stretch. Daddy’s cock was so big, thicker than her entire arm, pressing against places inside her that made her vision blur. She could feel his pulse thrumming through her, the hot, swollen veins twitching against her delicate inner walls.

Marvin groaned through clenched teeth, his fingers digging into April’s narrow hips hard enough to bruise. The sight of her, barely bigger than a child, her frail body swallowing him whole, sent a jolt of filthy pride through him. "Fuck, babygirl," he rasped, his voice ragged. "Look at you. Taking Daddy like a good little cocksleeve." April whimpered, her pink lips parting around a gasp as she rocked experimentally, her tight little asshole clenching around him in a way that made his balls tighten.

April moved her hips with the slow, deliberate rhythm of a much older woman, her tiny body rocking back and forth on Marvin’s thick cock like she’d been born to do it. Up until just the swollen head remained inside her tight little child asshole, teasing the rim, then down in one smooth, practiced motion until their hips slapped together. She repeated the movement, savoring every inch, every ridge of him dragging against her insides, her breath hitching each time he bottomed out inside her.

Marvin watched April’s tiny body rise and fall on his cock, her blonde hair sticking to her flushed cheeks, her pink lips parted around breathless little gasps. He’d made her this way, his perfect little slut, his creation. The memory of the first time he’d buried himself inside her tight little asshole surfaced like a dirty secret, vivid and unshakable. She’d been even smaller back then, trembling under his hands as he’d pressed into her inch by excruciating inch. The way her tiny hands had clutched at the sheets, the way her breath had hitched in that high, girlish voice, “Daddy, it’s too big”, before she’d taken him anyway, because he’d taught her to.

April whimpered as she rocked her hips faster now, her tiny fingers digging into Marvin’s chest hair with each downward stroke. Daddy’s cock filled her ass so completely, stretching her in ways that still made her gasp after all these years, but today, something else nagged at her. That forbidden place between her legs throbbed with every movement, her bald little child pussy clenching around nothing as she rode him. "Daddy," she breathed, her voice trembling with a need deeper than just his cock in her ass. "Wanna feel you... everywhere."

Marvin’s grip on her hips tightened instantly, his dark eyes flashing with warning. "No, babygirl," he growled, thrusting upward to meet her downward stroke, driving his cock deeper into her tight little asshole. "You know the rules." But April didn’t stop, she never did when she wanted something. Her small hand slipped between their bodies, her fingers brushing over her own swollen little slit, so much smaller than the girth stretching her ass. "Daddy, please…" she whined, her voice pitching higher, that manipulative sweetness Marvin had taught her himself. "Just the tip? Just to feel it?"

Marvin had always been meticulous about boundaries, or at least, the one boundary that mattered. April's tight little asshole had been his playground for years, stretched wide around his cock until it molded to his shape like warm wax. But her pussy? That soft, bald little slit between her thighs? Off-limits. At first, practicality dictated the rule, when he'd started fucking her, his cock would have torn her tiny young pussy apart. Later, it was about control. He couldn't risk planting his seed in that fertile little womb, couldn't chance her belly swelling with his child. The thought alone made his cock twitch inside her now, buried to the hilt in her clenching ass.

April whimpered as she ground her hips down, her tiny fingers still tracing circles around her neglected little slit. "Daddy," she breathed, her voice cracking with desperation. "It's so empty." She arched her back, pressing her flat chest against his, her nipples hard little pebbles against his skin. "Please, Daddy. Just once. Wanna feel you everywhere." Her childish plea sent a bolt of heat straight to Marvin's groin, his resolve wavering as her tight ass muscles milked his cock.

April sat up suddenly, her tiny body trembling as she balanced herself on Marvin’s thick cock, her knees pressing into the mattress on either side of his hips. She leaned back slowly, her small hands gripping his thighs for support as she arched her spine, her pale skin gleaming in the morning light. The shift in angle drove Marvin deeper into her tight little asshole, drawing a ragged gasp from both of them. But April wasn’t done, not even close. With deliberate slowness, she spread her legs wider, her tiny fingers hooking into the soft folds of her bald little pussy, pulling herself open for him. The sight was obscene: her childlike slit glistening with arousal, juices dripping down her inner thighs, her tiny hole fluttering with every rock of her hips.

"Daddy," she whined, her voice high and desperate, her blue eyes wide with pleading. "Look how wet I am for you." She dragged a fingertip through her slick folds, holding it up for him to see, the clear fluid stringing between her fingers. "It’s all for you. Wanna taste it?" Before Marvin could answer, she pressed her wet fingers to his lips, smearing her arousal across his mouth. The taste of her, sweet and musky, unmistakably young, sent a jolt of heat straight to his already throbbing cock.

Marvin groaned as April’s tight little asshole released his cock with a wet pop, the sudden emptiness almost painful. Before he could scold her, she slithered down his body with the fluid grace of a child who’d spent years learning exactly how to move for him. Her wild, hungry eyes locked onto his, wide and gleaming with a devotion that bordered on madness, as she gripped his slick cock in both small hands. "I’ll do anything, Daddy," she breathed, her voice trembling with desperation. "Even this."

Before Marvin could respond, April’s pink lips parted around the head of his cock, her tongue darting out to lap at the glistening mess of her own slick mixed with his precum. A shudder wracked her tiny frame as the taste hit her, musky, salty, undeniably her, but she didn’t pull away. Instead, she moaned around him, the vibration traveling straight to Marvin’s balls as she took him deeper, her nose brushing his pubic hair.

April’s tongue dragged along the thick underside of Marvin’s cock with the fervor of a starving child licking syrup from her fingers. The taste was filthy, musky and tangy with the remnants of her own tight little ass clinging to his skin, and it made her whimper high in her throat, the sound vibrating against his shaft. She knew exactly how Daddy liked it: messy, desperate, degrading. The wetter she got his cock, the darker his eyes turned, the rougher his hands tangled in her hair.

Marvin groaned above her, his hips twitching upward as April’s tiny lips wrapped around the swollen head of his cock, her pink tongue flicking at the slit where his precum mixed with her own slick. The sight was obscene, his little girl, barely bigger than a child, cheeks hollowed as she sucked him down like a seasoned whore. Her blue eyes glazed with worship as she looked up at him through her lashes, her small fingers kneading the base of his cock where it glistened with her spit and ass juices.

April released Marvin’s cock with an obscenely wet pop, a string of saliva and precum connecting her swollen lips to the glistening head for one suspended moment before snapping. She crawled up his body with the predatory grace of a cat stalking prey, her tiny limbs moving in perfect synchronization despite their childish proportions. The contrast was dizzying, her delicate frame dwarfed by his bulk, her pale skin flushed pink against his hairy chest, her small hands pressing into his shoulders as she settled her weight over him.

Trapping his cock between their bodies, April rocked forward with a slow, deliberate roll of her hips. The thick length slid through her slick folds like a hot iron through butter, the swollen head catching momentarily on her puffy little slit before slipping past. A high-pitched whine escaped her throat as the first brush of his heat seared her forbidden flesh, not inside yet, just teasing, just touching, but already she could feel her tiny pussy clenching around nothing, desperate to be filled. "Daddy," she gasped, her voice cracking with need, "it’s burning..."

Marvin's hands trembled as they gripped April's narrow hips, his fingers digging into the soft flesh of her thighs hard enough to leave crescent-shaped indents. The rational part of his brain screamed warnings, her tiny body wasn't meant for this, the risks were astronomical, one slip and everything would come crashing down. But the primal part, the part that had claimed her as his years ago, roared louder. Her bald little slit glistened inches above his cock, swollen lips parted in invitation, the scent of her arousal, something floral and unmistakably young, filling his nostrils like an aphrodisiac.

April's breath hitched as she ground her slick little pussy along the length of Marvin's cock, the swollen head catching against her puffy slit with every downward stroke. A thin string of arousal connected her bald little mound to his thick shaft, glistening in the morning light filtering through the curtains. "Daddy," she whined, her high-pitched voice cracking with desperation, "feel how wet I am for you." She lifted her hips slightly, her tiny fingers spreading her flushed lips apart to show him the glistening pink folds beneath, already swollen and twitching with need.

Marvin's hands tightened on her narrow hips as April rocked faster, smearing her childish juices along his throbbing length. The contrast was obscene, his thick, veiny cock dark against her pale thighs, her tiny pink slit barely the width of two fingers stretched wide open. "Lookit," April gasped, dragging the head of his cock through her dripping folds, "lookit how my little baby pussy wants you, Daddy." Her words were slurred with lust, the innocent cadence of her voice at odds with the filthy promises tumbling from her lips. "Wanna feel you stretch me open like you do my butt. Wanna feel you slide inside my tight little underage pussy."

"Daddy, I've always wanted this," April gasped, her tiny fingers gripping Marvin's broad shoulders as she rocked her slick little slit against his throbbing cock. Her voice cracked with desperation, high and breathless like the child she still sounded like. "Every time you put it in my butt, I pretended…" She whimpered as the swollen head caught against her virgin opening, sending sparks up her spine. "…pretended it was here, in my baby pussy."

April’s breath hitched as she pressed the swollen head of Marvin’s cock against her virgin slit, her tiny fingers trembling where they gripped his shoulders. "Daddy," she whispered, her voice dripping with that perfect mix of innocence and hunger he’d spent years cultivating, "I know how much you like my underage little pussy." She rocked forward just enough to make the tip catch, her breath stuttering at the delicious stretch. "Just think…" Another slow grind, her slick coating him like syrup. "…my butt feels so good on your big cock..." Her hips rolled, the motion practiced, teasing, her bald little mound glistening where it dragged along his length. "Imagine how much tighter my underage baby pussy will be."

April's entire body stiffened, a sudden, violent tremor running through her like an electric shock. Her tiny fingers clawed at Marvin's chest as her back arched sharply, her pink lips parting around a silent scream before her voice caught up with the sensation. "Daddy… Daddy!" The words came out in a high-pitched, breathless wail as her orgasm crashed over her with terrifying intensity. Her bald little pussy pulsed violently around nothing, gushing a flood of sticky fluid that dripped down her inner thighs and onto Marvin's cock beneath her. The scent of her,musky and sweet, unmistakably young, filled the air between them.

April's convulsing hips jerked forward with the force of her orgasm, then snapped backward violently as her tiny body arched in pleasure. The sudden motion sent her sliding along Marvin's slick cock with terrifying precision, the swollen head catching against her stretched virgin opening just long enough for them both to gasp before it popped inside with an obscenely wet sound.

Marvin's groan ripped from his chest like an animal's snarl as the impossible heat of April's tiny pussy enveloped the first thick inch of his cock. The sensation was electric, her inner walls fluttering around him like a terrified heartbeat, so much tighter than her well-trained asshole, impossibly soft and alive with clenching muscles that had never known intrusion. "Fuck… April…" His hands flew to her hips, fingers digging into her fragile pelvis hard enough to leave bruises as his body locked in shock.

April's scream cut off abruptly as her breath hitched, her blue eyes blowing wide with something between terror and euphoria. Her tiny hands scrabbled at Marvin's chest, nails leaving red trails through his chest hair as her body instinctively tried to retreat from the overwhelming stretch. But the angle was wrong, her backward motion only dragged him deeper, the thick ridge of his cockhead catching on her virgin tightness until she whimpered high in her throat. "D-Daddy… it's… ohgod…"

April threw her head back with a gasp that turned into a scream, half pleasure, half raw, searing agony. Nothing had ever touched her there, not a finger, not even her own curious explorations. And now Daddy’s cock, thick, pulsing, was stretching her wider than she’d ever dreamed possible. Two brutal inches of him lodged inside her virgin pussy, the burning stretch so intense her vision whited out for a second. "Yes…yes!" she shrieked, her voice cracking like glass, high and childlike despite the filthy words tumbling from her lips. "Fuck my little baby pussy, Daddy! Please!"

Marvin's breath came in ragged, animalistic gasps as April's tight little pussy clenched around the first few inches of his cock, hotter than her ass, wetter, alive in ways he hadn't let himself imagine. Her virgin walls fluttered around him like a terrified heartbeat, each involuntary spasm milking him deeper despite the obscene stretch. He should stop. He knew he should stop. But the way her tiny body strained to accommodate him, the way her high-pitched whimpers dripped with desperate pleasure, it shattered every last thread of his restraint.

"Fuck," Marvin growled, his fingers digging into April's narrow hips hard enough to leave bruises as he dragged her down onto him in one brutal thrust. Her scream tore through the room, raw and childish, as his cockhead slammed against her underdeveloped cervix with a force that made her entire body convulse. He wasn't even halfway inside, her tiny pussy simply couldn't take more, but the resistance only fueled him, the tightness bordering on painful as her virgin walls stretched obscenely around his girth. "Jesus… fuck…your little baby pussy's eating me alive," he snarled, hips jerking upward to bury himself deeper.

April's scream dissolved into breathless giggles as her tiny body adjusted to the impossible stretch, her virgin pussy clanching around the thick intrusion like a hungry little mouth. "Daddy…Daddy… it's so big," she whimpered, her voice pitching higher with each word until it cracked like spun sugar. Her small hands clutched at Marvin's chest hair, her nails leaving crescent moons in his skin as she rocked her hips experimentally, savoring the delicious burn of his cock spreading her open wider than she'd ever dreamed possible. Every nerve ending sparked white-hot as his thick veins dragged against her untouched walls, the ridges of his shaft catching on folds that had never known friction before.

Marvin's vision tunneled as April's tight little pussy clenched around him, not just physically constricting, but morally annihilating. Every rational thought evaporated like steam from a screaming kettle. His cock wasn't just inside a girl, wasn't just inside a virgin, it was buried in his own daughter's underaged little pussy, unprotected, raw, violating every boundary he'd pretended mattered. The realization hit him like a cattle prod to the spine, short-circuiting higher brain functions until only base instinct remained.

Marvin's hips snapped upward with a brutal, piston-like rhythm, his thick cock driving into April's tiny pussy with enough force to make her entire body jerk forward. The wet squelch of her overflowing juices filled the room, an obscene counterpoint to her high-pitched whimpers, as his swollen head battered against her underdeveloped cervix with every thrust. Her tight little walls fluttered around him like frantic fingers trying to hold on, suctioning him back in whenever he withdrew even an inch.

Marvin had spent years fucking April's tight little asshole, molding her into the perfect little cocksleeve, but this? This was something else entirely. Her virgin pussy wasn't just tighter; it was alive, clenching around him with wet, spasming hunger that made his balls tighten instantly. The heat of her was obscene, a feverish slickness that clung to his cock like molten silk as he pistoned into her with brutal, unrelenting strokes. Every thrust drew a high-pitched squeal from April's pink lips, her tiny body bouncing on his lap like a ragdoll, her blonde hair whipping around her flushed face with each jolt.

April's second orgasm hit like a freight train, her tiny body seizing violently in Marvin's arms, her fingernails digging crescent moons into his chest as her back arched impossibly far. The scream that tore from her throat wasn't childish anymore; it was something feral, primal, the sound of innocence shattering under pleasure too intense for her underdeveloped body to contain. Marvin could feel it, her tight little pussy convulsing around his cock in frantic pulses, milking him with wet, sucking pulls that dragged a guttural groan from his chest.

Marvin felt it, the telltale tightening at the base of his spine, the electric tingling spreading through his cockhead as it swelled impossibly thicker inside April's clenching little pussy. His breath came in ragged bursts, his fingers digging bruises into her narrow hips as his body screamed at him to pull out, to stop before he did something irreversible. But April, his perfect, trained little slut, felt it too. Her blue eyes blew wide with recognition, her pink lips parting around a gasp as her tiny fingers clawed at his chest. "Daddy," she whimpered, her voice cracking with desperate excitement, "you're gonna cum..."

April's hips snapped forward with sudden, frantic energy, her tiny body riding his cock with wild abandon as she forced him deeper with every downward stroke. The wet slap of their bodies meeting echoed obscenely through the room, her high-pitched whimpers punctuating each brutal thrust. "No…no, don't pull out!" she begged, her childish voice pitching higher with desperation as she ground her hips in tight, filthy circles. "Wanna feel it, wanna feel Daddy's hot cum in my little baby pussy!"

Marvin's vision whited out for a second as April's tight little walls clenched around him like a vice, her underdeveloped pussy milking him with wet, pulsing contractions that dragged a guttural groan from his chest. He could feel his control slipping, his hips stuttering as his orgasm coiled tighter in his gut, but the rational part of his brain still screamed warnings. This wasn't her ass, wasn't some hole he could pump full without consequence. This was her pussy, fertile, unprotected, wrong in ways that should have made him recoil.

Marvin's roar tore through the room like an animalistic declaration, part triumph, part surrender, as his cock swelled impossibly thicker inside April's convulsing little pussy. The first hot jet of cum slammed against her underdeveloped cervix with enough force to make her entire body jolt, her high-pitched scream dissolving into breathless giggles as Daddy's seed flooded her virgin womb. April's tiny fingers clutched at his chest hair with frantic desperation, her blue eyes rolling back as the scalding heat of his release painted her insides white.

The pulses came in brutal, unrelenting waves, each thicker than the last, each spurting deeper into April's defenseless little body than should have been physically possible. Marvin could feel it, the way her tight walls fluttered around his twitching cock, the way his cum overflowed her tiny passage only to be shoved back in by the next violent eruption. Her flat stomach twitched with each injection, her underdeveloped muscles unable to contain the obscene volume flooding her underage womb. "Daddy…Daddy…" April whimpered, her voice cracking as she rocked her hips in tiny circles, milking every last drop from his spasming cock. "I can feel it, so hot inside my baby pussy…"

The thick, pearly strands oozed around the stretched rim of April's tiny pussy, dripping down Marvin's shaft in slow, viscous rivulets. Her underdeveloped muscles twitched helplessly around him, each involuntary spasm coaxing another thick pulse of cum from his still-hard cock, filling her beyond what her small body could contain. The sheer volume was obscene; hot seed spilled from her swollen slit in sticky strands, pooling between their tangled bodies with a wet plop against the sheets.

April collapsed forward with a shuddering gasp, her frail chest pressing flush against Marvin's as she struggled to catch her breath. Daddy's cock twitched inside her even now each tiny aftershock sending fresh tremors through her overstimulated little pussy. She could feel it, the way his cum sloshed inside her with every shallow pant, her flat stomach twitching whenever his thick spurts brushed against her underdeveloped cervix. The sensation was dizzying, too much, too intense, but she clung to him tighter, her small fingers tangling in his chest hair as she whimpered against his skin.

Marvin's hands fell limp against the mattress, fingers twitching in the damp sheets as April's tiny body sagged against his chest. The ceiling fan spun lazy circles above them, its rhythmic hum barely audible over their mingled panting. He could still feel her, her tight little pussy clinging to his half-hard cock like a hot, wet fist refusing to let go, her underdeveloped walls fluttering around him with each shallow breath she took against his collarbone. The aftershocks of pleasure still zinged through his nerves like electric shocks, but something darker coiled in his gut now, something thick and heavy that had nothing to do with satisfaction.

A drop of sweat slid down Marvin's temple as the reality crashed over him in nauseating waves. He'd done it, really done it. Not just fucked her ass like always, not just come on her face or on her flat chest. He'd buried himself balls-deep in his own daughter's underage pussy and pumped her full like some back alley whore. The thought alone made his cock twitch inside her again, drawing a faint whimper from April's swollen lips. Christ, she was still dripping around him, his cum leaking out in thick, creamy rivulets that stained the sheets beneath them.

The realization should have horrified him, should have sent him scrambling backward, ripping his cock from her violated little pussy with a gasp of self-loathing. But the way April's tiny walls fluttered around his softening length, still dripping with his seed, only made his cock twitch back to life inside her. A dark, slick pulse of arousal coiled low in Marvin's gut as the truth settled over him like a suffocating blanket: he'd already done it. Already buried himself raw in his daughter's underaged pussy. Already pumped her full. Chances were she was pregnant already, so what difference would one more time make?

Before April could even catch her breath, Marvin's hands clamped around her narrow waist like iron manacles. Her startled squeal cut off abruptly as he flipped her onto her back beneath him, his cock still lodged deep inside her sticky little cunt. The sudden movement made her gasp, a high, girlish sound that sent another jolt of heat straight to Marvin's already-stirring cock. He didn't give her time to adjust, didn't pause to consider the consequences. The barrier had been broken anyway. Why not shatter it completely?

April's tiny legs trembled as Marvin grabbed her ankles, folding her in half with brutal efficiency until her knees pressed against her narrow shoulders. The position stretched her swollen little pussy obscenely wide around his cock, her pink folds glistening with a mixture of his cum and her own childish arousal. The sight alone was enough to make Marvin's balls tighten, his little girl, bent in half beneath him, her flat chest heaving with each frantic breath, her blue eyes wide with shock and desperate hunger.

Then he started fucking her again.

April's squeal dissolved into breathless giggles as Marvin folded her tiny body in half beneath him, her knees pressing into her own shoulders with a flexibility only a child could manage. The sudden shift made his cock grind deeper inside her swollen little pussy, still dripping with his last load, hot, thick pulses of it oozing out around his shaft only to be shoved back in with the next brutal thrust. "D-Daddy!" she gasped, her voice cracking as his hips snapped forward, the swollen head of his cock battering against her underdeveloped cervix with enough force to make her vision blur.

Marvin's hips pistoned into April's tiny frame with a force that made the bedframe slam against the wall in a rhythmic, violent cadence. His thick cock plunged into her tight little pussy over and over, the swollen head dragging against her underdeveloped cervix with each brutal thrust. April's high-pitched squeals filled the room, half pain, half delirious pleasure, as her small body bounced beneath his bulk like a ragdoll, her blonde hair whipping wildly with each snap of his pelvis.

"Daddy… harder!" April shrieked, her tiny fingers clawing at the sheets as Marvin's cock stretched her pussy obscenely wide, the thick veins along his shaft rubbing against virgin flesh that had never known friction until minutes ago. Her flat stomach twitched with each inward slam, the outline of his cock visibly distorting her frail abdomen whenever he buried himself to the hilt. Hot tears streaked her flushed cheeks, but her pussy clenched around him like a greedy little mouth, milking him deeper with every withdrawal.

The wet, squelching sounds of their coupling drowned out April's breathless whimpers as Marvin fucked her with single-minded abandon. His balls slapped against her pert little ass with each thrust, the sting only fueling his frenzy as his cockhead battered her cervix raw. April's tiny legs trembled where they were pinned against her shoulders, her toes curling with each devastating penetration that made her see stars. "Gonna… gonna cum again!" she wailed, her voice cracking like glass as her underdeveloped pussy spasmed around his invading length.

April's orgasm hit with the force of a freight train, her tiny body convulsing violently beneath Marvin as her tight little pussy clamped down on his cock like a wet fist. The sudden contraction forced gushes of his previous load out around his pistoning shaft, the thick white fluid frothing into a foamy ring where their bodies met. Her high-pitched scream dissolved into broken, hiccuping whimpers as the sensations overwhelmed her, her father's relentless thrusts never slowing even as her underdeveloped muscles spasmed uncontrollably around him.

The frothy mixture of cum and childish slick dripped down April's trembling thighs in glistening rivulets, soaking the sheets beneath them in a sticky, translucent puddle. Her blue eyes rolled back until only the whites showed, her pink mouth hanging slack as drool pooled on her chin. Every nerve ending felt electrified, her tiny pussy stretched obscenely wide around Daddy's cock, her swollen clit rubbed raw from the brutal pace, her underdeveloped cervix battered with each deep thrust until she couldn't tell where the pain ended and the pleasure began.

Marvin's vision tunneled until all he could see was the way April's flat little stomach distended with each brutal thrust, the outline of his cock bulging obscenely beneath her pale skin. His balls drew up tight against his body, the pressure building like a live wire in his gut, sharp, electric, inevitable. The warning tore from his throat in a guttural snarl: "Gonna fill you again, babygirl."

April barely had time to whimper before Marvin's hips snapped forward with enough force to lift her tiny body off the mattress, his cock plunging into her tight little pussy until their pubic bones crushed together. The swollen head battered against her underdeveloped cervix with a wet thud that reverberated through both their bodies. April's scream shattered into breathless hiccups as her stomach visibly rounded beneath his bulk, the sheer girth of him stretching her fragile insides beyond what should've been possible.

Then Marvin came, not in pulses, but in a continuous, scalding flood that slammed into April's defenseless womb like a tidal wave. His cock twitched violently inside her, each spurt hotter and thicker than the last, forcing her tiny cervix open wider with every jet. April's blue eyes rolled back as the searing heat spread through her underdeveloped pelvis, her mouth falling open in a silent scream while her pussy milked him with frantic, involuntary clenches.

The volume was obscene. Marvin could feel it, the way his cum overflowed her tight little passage only to be shoved deeper by the next eruption, the way her flat stomach rounded slightly beneath his trembling hands. Thick strands of white gushed around his still-pumping cock, frothing at the stretched rim of her ruined pussy before dripping onto the ruined sheets in glistening ropes. The scent of sex and young flesh filled the air, muskier now, laced with the metallic tang of virginity freshly broken.

The third time Marvin took April, he flipped her onto her stomach without pulling out, his cum still bubbling from her stretched little slit as he buried himself to the hilt in one brutal thrust. Her squeal dissolved into muffled whimpers against the mattress, her tiny fingers clutching at the sheets as her father's cock pistoned into her swollen pussy with the same ferocity as before. By the third orgasm, April's thighs trembled uncontrollably, her underdeveloped muscles exhausted from the relentless pounding, her puffy little lips rubbed raw from the violent friction. Marvin came with a guttural snarl, his fingers bruising her narrow hips as his cock twitched deep inside her, painting her virgin womb white for the third time in an hour.

The fourth time, Marvin dragged April onto his lap, her tiny body bouncing limply on his cock like a broken doll. Her high-pitched whimpers had grown hoarse, her voice cracked from screaming. Cum leaked from her ruined little hole in thick, creamy rivulets, pooling between them as her father fucked up into her with short, punishing thrusts. Her flat stomach distended obscenely with each penetration, the outline of his cock bulging beneath her pale skin until Marvin came with a roar, his seed flooding her so violently it shot back out around his still-pumping shaft, splattering across his thighs in frothy streaks.

By the fifth round, April could barely keep her eyes open. Her tiny pussy clenched around Marvin's cock with exhausted spasms, her underdeveloped walls fluttering weakly around his swollen shaft. Her thighs trembled where they bracketed his hips, her small body sagging forward against his chest with each thrust. Marvin came with a shuddering groan, his cock pulsing inside her as another hot load spilled into her overstuffed womb, the sheer volume forcing thick globs of cum to ooze from her stretched entrance, dripping onto the ruined sheets in sticky strands.

The sixth time was almost cruel. April's swollen little pussy was red and puffy, her inner thighs streaked with dried cum and her own childish slick. Her weak protests dissolved into exhausted hiccups as Marvin pinned her tiny body beneath him once more, his cock sliding into her ruined hole with a wet squelch. She came silently this time, her body convulsing weakly, her blue eyes rolling back as her overstimulated pussy milked another thick load from her father's still-hard cock. When he finally pulled out, cum gushed from her gaping slit in a frothy torrent, her tiny hole twitching helplessly as it tried to close around nothing.

By noon, April lay curled in a sticky, trembling heap, her tiny pussy leaking streams of cum onto the mattress, her blonde hair matted with sweat. Her breath came in shallow, uneven gasps, her underdeveloped body finally spent from hours of brutal use. Marvin's cock was raw and red, his balls drained dry after pumping her fertile little womb full six times. The room reeked of sex and young flesh, the sheets soaked through with their mingled fluids.

The bedroom door swung open with a creak.

April's mother stood frozen in the doorway, her coffee mug slipping from numb fingers to shatter on the hardwood. The scene before her was obscene, her husband's naked bulk looming over their daughter's broken little body, his softening cock still glistening with her juices. The sheer volume of cum dripping from April's gaping pussy pooled beneath her tiny hips, her thighs streaked white. The mattress was ruined, stained dark with fluids that shouldn't exist between father and child.

April barely stirred at the sound, her exhausted whimper muffled against the pillow. Marvin turned slowly, his face slack with satiation, his chest still heaving. He met his wife's horrified gaze with a dazed smirk, no shame, no regret, just the smug satisfaction of a predator who'd devoured his prey whole. All while his sperm was swimming through his daughter's womb, fertilizing her underage little egg.

April's mother screamed.