I had just finished my morning workout when I heard my cell phone ring from the other room. I bounced up the stairs and picked up the phone, answering it without looking at the caller.
“Hello?” I asked, realizing I didn’t check to see who it was.
“Hi, Kylah? This is Marlene.” Marlene Jacobs was my direct supervisor, and was apparently calling me on my day off. I worked at the Office of International Affairs for Homeland Security. “I need you to come in later today, I have an assignment for you; it should be a decent chance for you to make a name for yourself in our department. Can you come in?” she asked, sternly.
“Oh, yes. Of course! When do you need me to come in?” I asked. I had been looking for a way to get promoted at work, and from the sound of this it seemed like something I could use for leverage.
“Great. We need you here by 12:30, we’ll be in the 2nd floor conference room in building C. I’ll see you there.” Marlene said as she hung up abruptly, not even waiting for me to okay the time. It was fine, though, because I had nothing else going on today.
“Alright!” I yelled to myself in my head. “A chance to get promoted! I guess I better get ready!”
I headed up the stairs towards the shower, getting ready to prepare for work. I walked into the bathroom and started undressing, still very sweaty from my morning yoga. I slowly removed my tight workout shorts and tank top, revealing my bra and panties. I slid off my bra off my perky breasts and slowly removed my panties, admiring my body as I caught myself in the mirror.
At 23, I had to admit to myself I looked amazing. I had always been very proud of my looks, and I made sure to keep in shape by working out several times a week. I was about 5’3 and 115 pounds. I had C cup breasts with a thin waist line and wide hips. I admired my thin, lithe body in the mirror as I ran my hands over my breasts and down to my hips. I turned to the side to look at my incredibly round, tight ass that I often caught people staring at. I briefly ran my fingers over my pussy, feeling a slight twinge as I lightly touched my slit. I was pretty horny, I had broken up with my boyfriend a week ago, and during my workout all I could think about was getting rammed from behind by a nice, thick cock. I had planned to masturbate, but now I guess that was out of the question.
I turned on the shower and stepped in, cleaning myself and getting ready for work.
I finished getting ready for the day about 30 minutes before I had to be there, so I decided I’d better hurry and stepped out to start heading to the office.
I pulled into the parking lot and headed towards the conference room where the meeting was, realizing as I entered the room that there were 2 other people besides my boss already in there.
Marlene looked up at me as she noticed I walked in the room. “There you are, Kylah. I’d like you to meet my associates from the intelligence agency, Steve Oswald and Mike Preston.”
I was incredibly surprised there were two men from the CIA here to see me. Not that people it was the uncommon for them to be here, but I wondered what I had to do with it.
“Hello Miss Hunter,” Steve spoke as he went to shake my hand, “Nice to meet you.”
“Nice to meet you too. You can just call me Kylah.” I said as I shook his hand and proceeded to do the same with his partner. “So what was this assignment you were telling me about, Marlene?” I asked, done with the greetings.
“Well, before I explain everything to you, I’ll just give a quick rundown to see if you’re interested. Basically, we suspect the Sicilian mafia of trafficking weapons into the middle-east. We have a close connection to one of the mob bosses, Aldo Luchelli, through the Italian Ambassador, who just happens to have a niece that looks like you. We would need you to spend the summer there just keeping an eye on this guy as a guest on his private estate. It’s nothing too dangerous, we wouldn’t include anyone who wasn’t an experience CIA field agent if it were, but it does involve a little researching of the estate and getting to know a mob boss. It’s just a coincidence you happen to look enough like the ambassador’s niece to make everything simple.”
I was sincerely speechless. It might just be a simple assignment to get information, but it would be sending me to Sicily and getting me involved with the Mafia. I was ecstatic! It might be kind of dangerous, but I was dying to do something other than desk research and this would give me a great chance to show I’m a valuable asset to the department.
“So, what do you think?” his partner followed up.
“Well, it definitely sounds like something I can handle. I’m completely interested!” I said, trying to contain my excitement and stay professional.
“Great! I promise it’s nothing more than a few reports, we would never put you in direct harm, so there’s no need to worry about that,” my supervisor Marlene spoke up, getting my attention. “Oh, one more thing though. I know you told me you were in a relationship, I don’t mean to prod but you are still involved, right? It’s supposed to be a honeymoon trip for the ambassador’s niece and her husband, so Luchelli would know that you are supposed to be with someone.”
Shit! I had apparently chosen the worst time to break up with my boyfriend, though I guess it could have been avoided if he hadn’t been a cheating piece of shit. “Oh yes, I’m still in a relationship. That would be fine,” I lied. No way was I going to miss out on this career opportunity because of something dumb like that.
“Great. Are you sure he’d be okay with staying in Sicily for a while? Of course everything will be covered.”
“We can make it work, now, what are the rest of the details?” I said, changing the subject.
They spent another two hours or so explaining to me what was happening, what the cover was, where I was staying and how everything was going to work. We were staying for 3-4 months at Luchelli’s estate by the ocean for a few weeks, but he himself wasn’t supposed to be there more than a few days a month and when he was I was just supposed to make sure nothing immediately dangerous was happening until the agency could figure out the situation with the gun trafficking. Nothing too big of a deal, though it was the Sicilian Mafia so I did have to be careful. Now I just had to figure out who I was going to get to play off as my new husband.
I got home and, after undressing for the night, decided to make a few calls to see if anyone would be free and able to help me sort this out. I called everyone I knew who might be able to do it and tried to call in favors, but the list was narrowing down. Just as I ran out of ideas and started to get frustrated, I heard a knock at my door.
I went to answer it, opening the door. “Hey honey!” my dad said as the door swung open, “I just came to get back that air compressor I loaned you a while ago. I need it for something. Can I come in?” I instantly cracked a smile.
“Hey Daddy!” I said very excitedly as I went to hug him. With my work schedule I didn’t get to see my father enough, and I have to admit I’d always been a bit of a daddy’s girl. He squeezed me tightly as I realized I had nothing but a thin shirt and panties on. My hard nipples pressed into his chest. “Sure, come in!”
My dad had retired young at 40, wealthy from working in business. Now he’d settled down after years of working extremely hard. As my dad walked past me, I noticed that while he was already in his mid 40s he still looked really young, and I realized I had a possible solution to my problem.
My dad and I visited for a while before he went to go collect the air compressor I had been keeping in the garage. We both stepped out as I thought carefully how to ask him such a huge favor.
“Hey daddy?” I asked sheepishly, “Could you do me a HUGE favor?”
“Uh oh, what is it this time, Kylah?” he said chuckling while picking up the compressor.
“Well, I’m trying to get a promotion at work, and they just offered me this incredibly important assignment. The only problem is that it’s kind of dangerous; I’m supposed to go to Sicily as the ambassador’s niece on my honeymoon and write a few reports at the house I’m staying at. Apparently it’s owned by one of the mafia bosses in the area. I can do it, the problem is that I have no one to go with. I broke up with my boyfriend last week after he cheated on me.” I explained.
“Okay, baby,” he started, “that sounds kinda dangerous, but what does it have to do with me?”
“Well I was wondering if you could pose as my husband so that I won’t have to call off the assignment. It’s really important for my career.”
“Pose as your husband? That’s weird, princess. I’m not sure I’d feel comfortable doing that.” He explained, trying to say no.
“Pleeeaaasssseee, Daddy? It will be just like a vacation to Italy. It’s not like we need to do anything, you just have to accompany me and I’ll write a few reports. I really need this!” I said, pouting my lip. I loved my dad and I knew he could hardly say no to me. We were really close, and I knew he loved me.
“Ugh, fine. You know I can’t say no. When would this be?” he asked.
I was ecstatic! “Thank you daddy, so much! I’ll make this up to you somehow, this will really be a great opportunity to move up in my career. We’d be leaving in a few weeks.”
“No problem. I love you, honey.”
After we agreed, the next few weeks passed by in a flash. We were to travel to Sicily, I was supposed to meet by myself with Aldo and then have the rest of the few months to myself to observe what was going on while my Dad just relaxed in the beach house. All the preparations were made and we finally set off on the assignment, landing in Sicily the next day. To my surprise we were picked up by a limousine and several men in black suits and driven to a giant coastal house that looked almost like a resort, about 40 minutes away from the closest town. There were men in suits everywhere, and I began to realize this may have been more serious than I first thought.
We were taken to the back of the estate to a private beachfront house, away from the business of the rest of the property. Right before he left us, our “guide” spoke: “Here you are.” He spoke in a heavy Italian accent, though he was surprisingly well spoken in English. “Don Luchelli is looking forward to seeing you both at dinner tonight. He’s excited to get to know you over the next several weeks,” he continued.
“Several weeks? I thought he had other business for our duration and just wanted to see me before he left?” I said cheerfully, trying not to be disrespectful. I gave my dad a questioning look which he immediately returned.
“Well, something opened up and he decided to stay here for the next few months, signora. The don now, of course, wishes to meet you and your new husband. I’ll come pick you up 6 and bring you to the dining room. Please dress accordingly, after all, you are meeting the Don,” he said sternly. “Addio.”
As soon as he left, we walked in and I immediately started to get a little worried. “Shit!” I said out loud. I looked towards my father who was unpacking nonchalantly. “I’m sorry, daddy. I didn’t know this would happen.”
“It’s fine baby. It’s just a formality. I’m sure we won’t be in contact with him a lot. Even so it looks worse to stress out about it, and it’s not as if we are doing anything bad. Just relax and we’ll have a good dinner.”
I calmed down and decided to enjoy the scenery, before getting ready for dinner with the Don. I got all dressed up as nice as I could, with a gorgeous red dress I had picked out before I came here. I stepped in front of the mirror and admired my body through the red satin dress. It hugged my tight body, showing off my curves, but kept it classy enough for dinner. I stepped out into the main bedroom to see what my father was doing.
He turned around as I stepped into the room and smiled as soon as he saw me. He was wearing a nice tuxedo and had gotten all fixed up. He looked great for a 40 year old, still very in shape from working out and keeping himself together. I’d never known why he hadn’t remarried, he was definitely a catch.
“You look great, princess.” He said as he looked me up and down. “My, you’ve grown up. You’re really a woman now!”
“Daddy!” I said, blushing. “I’m already 23. Of course I’m a woman. Now let’s go outside or we’ll be late. And remember, my name is Maria here,” making sure he didn’t blow any cover. I walked in front of him and out the door, feeling great in the process.
As I headed to the car waiting for us, I momentarily felt eyes on my round ass as my hips swayed back and forth. I shook it off, realizing it was only me and my dad, and there couldn’t have been anything. We got in the car and headed towards the main building of the estate to meet the Don.
We arrived and walked into the main house, taking in the extravagance of the place. We were led to the main dining room where we there sat a giant table with the Don at the end. He saw us and sat up, coming towards us to meet.
“Zio Aldo!” I exclaimed. I was told that the ambassador’s actual niece had vacationed here with his daughter and was as a result close enough to call the Don “zio”, or uncle. That said, he hadn’t seen Maria in almost 20 years, so there was no way he could tell the difference.
“Maria!” Aldo said, speaking in a gravelly voice, “My, how you’ve grown up! I’m surprised you remember me, you were only this tall the last time I met you!” He held his hand up to just above his knee. “You’ve turned into a beautiful young woman, Maria. It’s great to see you.” He said, embracing me and kissing me on both cheeks. “And this must be Tom!” he said, looking at my father.
“Don Luchelli, it’s a pleasure to meet you!” my father said coolly.
The Don shook his hand while speaking again: “Please, Maria is practically family, and you are her husband. Call me Aldo.”
I was surprised at how casual this man was. After all, he was a mafia boss. I guess the “in” from the ambassador was really legitimate.
“Of course, Aldo.” My father spoke again, very well versed in social procedure from years of business, “you have a lovely home. Thank you so much for letting us stay here!”
“Really, zio, it was too nice of you to offer,” I added, keeping up appearances.
“Nonsense, any family member of Abate (the ambassador) is welcome here, especially you, Maria. Now let’s eat.”
We enjoyed the meal, having great conversation with the Don for about an hour until he signaled for some alcohol to be brought by one of his men. “Come, friends. Drink this whiskey I ordered for you. It’s very special, and after all Abate told me that you loved it, Maria. I’m surprised, though, that a woman as lovely as yourself likes this. It’s very strong.” Aldo said, handing us glasses.
My father gladly took a glass, enjoying the high quality alcohol, however, if I was to be meeting the Don I wanted to pay attention. Plus, I couldn’t hold my alcohol very well. I politely declined: “No thank you, zio. Thank you for the offer, though.”
“Now, Maria. Don’t tell me you’re refusing what I bought specifically for you? I insist.”
Not wanting to offend the Don, I said the first thing that came to mind out of to use as an excuse: “Sorry, zio, but I can’t. I’m pregnant.” I lied, wondering what possessed me to say something so out of the ordinary. My father instantly looked at me quizzically, wondering why I had said that. “Oh well, too late now,” I thought to myself.
Aldo smiled as hard as I’d seen him all night. “Maria, you should have told me! I apologize for trying to push this whiskey on you! Congratulazioni!
“Thank you, zio” I said, thinking that was the end of it.
We continued to have fun, my father drinking the whiskey more and more before he was decently intoxicated. As the night went on, I gradually started to notice my father getting handsy. He’d leave his hand on my thigh or touch the small of my back. I scoffed it off as just keeping up appearances and continued enjoying the night.
As we started to wind down, one of the men in suits came in to the dining hall and whispered something in the Don’s ear. “I’m sorry, Maria, you’ll have to excuse me. I have business to attend to. I had a great night, it was lovely seeing you again, dolce.” He excused himself and left while I took my intoxicated father’s hand and led him out of the main house.
On our way out, my father and I walked past two of the men in suits and a third in regular street clothes. He was looked very nervous and was trying to apologize, and it struck me as odd because they were holding his arms discreetly. We said our goodbyes and left towards the beach house.
The thought of the man was soon behind us as I tried to lead my father down the beach, him way drunker than I had previously thought. He tripped several times in the sand before I put his shoulder over my arm and tried to walk him back myself. As we neared the house, I felt his hand come to rest around my ass. As he felt it, he squeezed slightly, making me yelp almost inaudibly at the sudden surprise. He was definitely way too drunk, and I was too horny to be getting groped. I still hadn’t had a chance to properly relieve myself in weeks. I picked up his hand and led him to the door. Just as I went to put my key in, I heard a noise. I immediately got scared as it was night time and punched my dad awake, hoping he’d sober up.
Off in the distance, I could hear people talking very faintly in Italian, though I didn’t recognize any voices.
“Please, Don Luchelli,” the voice said, from what very little I could understand. “Forgive me”
At this point, I did hear a voice I recognized. It was Aldo speaking in Italian. I couldn’t understand a lot of it, but it seemed like they were arguing. I did, however, understand the last words of their conversation: “May god have mercy on you.” What followed was an extremely loud gunshot, enough to completely wake my father. Someone had just been shot!
“Woah, Kylah. What happened? What was that?” my father asked, concerned and totally ignorant of what just happened.
“Shhh!” I yelled immediately. I turned the key and went inside, whispering to me dad now.
“I think someone just got shot, daddy. That was definitely a gun shot, and I heard someone pleading to the Don.
“Holy shit,” my father said, now very worried. “We’d better get out of here as fast as possible.”
“We can’t. We’re stuck here until the time’s up. We can’t just leave for no reason, that would make them suspicious,” I said, worrying myself half to death. “Daddy, I’m scared.” I said, grabbing onto my father.
“It’s gonna be okay, baby. We’ll be fine. We’re family to the Don, as long as we don’t do anything stupid we should be okay,” my father said as he held me, sitting down on the bed.
“Okay, Daddy. I love you,” I said as I hugged him tighter, my breasts pressing hard into his chest.
I felt safe in my father’s arms, and we cuddled until we started to drift off to sleep. The last thing I remember before falling asleep was his hand faintly resting on my ass once more and an unknown hardness pressing against my waist. I forgot it as I fell asleep.
In the morning we woke and readied ourselves for the visit. We resolved to just simply stay out of trouble as much as possible, and do anything to make sure we didn’t make the Don mad or betray his trust. It would be nearly impossible for him to know I was working for the OIA but we didn’t want to take any chances.
Other than the confusing scene we had heard the night before, the stay seemed to be surprisingly pleasant. Luchelli was a nice man, and he was incredibly hospitable to us, his “family”. I was able to spend more time with my father, and aside from the weekly reports I didn’t have much else to do but try to enjoy the assignment, attempting to worry as little as I could about the ruthlessness of the Mafia. All the while we were careful to keep up appearances, my father always made sure to refer to me as “Maria” in public.
A day or two into the stay, I once again found myself eating with Aldo, this time alone. It was an informal brunch, and we both seemed to be having a good time. Aldo asked me how our honeymoon was going so far, and I insisted on thanking him once again: “Really, zio, I must thank you for letting us stay here. It’s absolutely wonderful. Is there anything I can do to repay you?” I said, assuming there was realistically nothing he could ask for that I would be obligated to fulfill in the long run.
“Actually, my dear, I’m glad you asked that. I do have a small favor I wanted to ask of you, in return for letting you stay here,” he began.
I was surprised. Usually the Don didn’t ask for anything. I wanted to be sure I could help and stay out of trouble. “Yes, zio? What is it?”
“Well, Maria, as you know, I have no children of my own. That’s why I was delighted to have you come here and spend time with me, as I did care for you as a child. Because of this, I’d like to be able to see your child’s first ultrasound. How far along are you?” he asked, tenderly placing his hand over my womb.
I was almost too surprised to speak. “Ultrasound, zio?” What do you mean?
“Maria, you told me you were pregnant at our dinner the other night. I’d appreciate being able to see your child, even still in the womb, during your visit here. I can arrange to have the best doctors see to the simple procedure. Now, how many weeks ago did you conceive?”
“Oh,” I said, trying to appear nonchalant. The reality was that I was freaking out. I had totally forgotten that I told him I was pregnant. I didn’t expect it to come up again, and now I didn’t know what to say. “I’m only 2 or so weeks along” I blurted out, wondering what the hell was wrong with me for continuing to ensnare myself in the lie.
“Hmm,” Aldo said, thinking. “A heartbeat can usually be found about 2 months after conception, no? The problem is I’ll be gone for a few weeks around then. How about we do it about 2 and half months from now, about 3/4s of the way through your trip. Does that sound fine to you?” He phrased the request like a question, but did not actually seem to be asking for permission.
“Zio, won’t it be awkward though? And I don’t want to bother you; it’s really no big deal.” I said, trying to get out of the arrangement being made.
“Nonsense, Maria. I will be there for your first ultrasound. I look forward to seeing you and your husband’s unborn child. Now, I have some other matters to attend to, but I had a marvelous breakfast. Thank you, dolce.” He said, effectively ending the conversation.
With that, he left, leaving me to think about my predicament. “I’m fucked” were my initial thoughts, to be honest. He’d find out I was lying about being pregnant and probably start to get suspicious. He was hospitable but didn’t seem to be particularly understanding.
I walked back to the house and looked for my dad, wondering what he had to say about this all. I had absolutely no clue what to do, and I was worried. I found him napping in the sun on the beach, so I went to wake him.
“Daddy, we have a problem.” I said solemnly, as I shook him awake.
“Yes, princess?” he answered sleepily.
“Aldo thinks I’m pregnant and he wants to see the first ultrasound.” I said, matter of factly.
This woke him very suddenly. “What!?” he exclaimed, obviously confused.
I explained the entire situation of what had transpired and by the end was nothing but a mess. We brainstormed ideas, but could come up with nothing that didn’t risk us being hurt. It truly was a sticky situation. We were scheduled to have a dinner later in the evening, so we set aside the thoughts and ate once again with our host. The dinner went smoothly, no talk of the pregnancy, and we arrived back at the house just as the sky turned completely black.
As we walked into the door, my dad brought up the dilemma we had been facing. “I don’t know why you told him you were pregnant; you should have just had the drink!”
“That’s easy for you to say, Mr. Drink and grab a lot!” I exclaimed, half joking half serious.
“Well I don’t know what to do, baby. It’s not like you can fake an ultrasound, the only way it looks like you’re pregnant is if you’re actually pregnant.” As he said the words, the only solution possible came to my head. It was drastic, but it needed to be done.
“I know what we have to do, daddy.” I started, sitting down next to him on the bed.
“Yes, baby? Did you come up with something?” he asked, hoping I had somehow solved it.
“Sort of, but you’re not gonna like it. Daddy, you have to get me pregnant.” The words shocked even myself. It was the only way out of the predicament, and the only way to guarantee we’d be safe.
“WHAT???” my father yelled, obviously surprised at what I said. “Get you pregnant? You’re my daughter. I can’t do that!”
“Well, Daddy, we have no choice. If he finds out I’m lying about being pregnant he will know something is up. I can’t do it with anyone else, because that would blow our marriage. Plus, I don’t want to be pregnant with the child of some random person!”
“Kylah, you can’t have a baby with your own father! How would we even do that? What would we do with the child?”
“Listen, daddy. Desperate times call for desperate measures. You’d just have to cum in my pussy and get me pregnant. When we get back to the US I can get an abortion. This is the only thing that keeps us safe, daddy!” I exclaimed.
Slowly realizing this might be the only solution, my dad spoke up once again: “What am I gonna do, have sex with you? You’re my daughter, it’s wrong.” He objected one last time.
“Well, you’ll just have to get close to… y’know… and then right before you finish, you release inside me. It’s the only way.”
My father sat in silence for a few minutes, thinking about what I said. Finally, he broke the silence: “Okay, princess. That seems like the only thing we can do. As long as you’re sure about it, I’ll do it.”
“Okay, daddy. I don’t like it either, but it’s the only solution. I love you.” I told him, hugging him close.
“Okay, sweetie. So how and when are we gonna do this?”
“We have to start tonight.”
“What? Tonight?” he said anxiously.
“Yes, I told him I was already two or three weeks pregnant, remember? We have to do it as soon as possible. I’m going to go in the other room and get changed so we’re ready for this. Start “preparing” yourself.”
“Oh lord…” he said as I turned to go to the bathroom and change. I took off my clothes and bra and panties, standing completely nude in the mirror. I admired my body, lightly rubbing my perky tits and looking at my pink, cleanly shaven pussy. I wondered briefly what it would look like if I really did get pregnant. I wasn’t looking forward to it. “I guess it’s better than being dead,” I told myself. I threw on a long shirt and exited the bathroom, meeting my dad in just the long, thin T shirt that barely covered below my ass.
As I stepped out, I was greeted with the sight of my father turned away from me, making a moving motion with one of his arms. He was masturbating, preparing for what was to happen. I instantly got wet at the thought of my father masturbating in the same room as me. I was still extremely horny, after all.
“Baby,” my father spoke, “it’s not working. I can’t get comfortable in this weird situation. I can’t even get close to the edge. I don’t know what to do.”
I thought for a moment. “There’s only one thing to do, I guess. Let me help you.” I said, walking around to his side of the bed.
“What?” my father exclaimed. “What are you doing?” He covered his manhood with a nearby pillow, blocking it before it came into view.
“Daddy, you’re about to cum in my pussy. There’s no need to cover up. Let me help you so we can get this over with.”
“Fine” he said, defeated.
I knelt down in front of my father and removed the pillow, for some reason eager to see what was under it. I gasped as my father’s semi-hard cock came into view. It was enormous. It looked like it could split me in half. I instinctively licked my lips, momentarily picturing myself being impaled on this monster.
“Holy shit.” I said, audibly.
“What, baby?” my father said, obviously uncomfortable.
“Oh, nothing. It’s just this is definitely the biggest dick I’ve ever seen.” It felt weird saying that in front of my father, about his cock, but it just came out. “Welp, I guess we should get this started.”
“What are you going to do?” my father began to ask. I interrupted him half way, wrapping my lips around the head of his enormous cock, tonguing the tip.
“Oh shit,” he groaned,” What are you doing, baby?”
I worked my full, red lips up and down the length of his shaft a few times before releasing it and answering him. “I’m getting you ready. I’ll get you close to cumming and then pull up my shirt and have you cum in my pussy. I already took off my panties and am ready to go. I’m not wearing anything else under this nightie.” I said, getting aroused at the words and the situation.
“I can’t believe this is happening,” my father gasped as I moved my lips up and down his enormous cock. I was quite honestly enjoying myself at this time. It was so wrong for a daughter to be sucking her father’s own cock, but his dick was so fucking big it made me tremble with excitement. I loved the taste of a nice cock in my mouth, and I loved giving blow jobs.
I continued bobbing my head up and down the length of my father’s shaft, using my tongue to pleasure him and lick the top along the way. The parts of his shaft that I couldn’t reach with my lips I pleasured with my hands. I cradled his gigantic balls in one hand while pumping his shaft with the other. My lips slid up and down my father’s cock as he continued to moan and groan, getting me wetter in the process.
Suddenly, I felt my father tense. I felt his testicles retract and before I knew what was happening or could react, I realized why I had felt that. As I slid my lips down the length of his member one last time, I felt a torrent of his cum shoot into my throat.
“Oh fuck, baby!” my father yelled at last as he started to cum. What seemed like gallons of cum shot right down my throught, filling my entire mouth with his potent seed. I attempted to swallow the load, but what seemed like an endless supply kept spewing from his monstrous cockhead. I felt it start to stop as my mouth filled completely with my father’s cum, eventually becoming too much to hold. He shot out his last few ropes of cum into my mouth, causing the excess to drip down my chin. As surprised as I was, I couldn’t help but notice how much I loved the taste of his cum. I’d always liked swallowing, but my father’s cum felt especially satisfying.
Getting over what had just happened, I realized the consequences. I finished swallowing my father’s gigantic load and spoke up as he lay back on the bed.
“Daddy, what the fuck!?” I said, realizing he hadn’t actually cum in my pussy. He’d just wasted his entire load in my mouth, and I was too busy enjoying it to notice. “You were supposed to cum in my pussy! How am I gonna get pregnant? This is serious!”
The realization set in in my father’s eyes. He’d looked like he just remembered what had happened. “Oh shit, I’m so fucking sorry, princess. I got caught up in that…” he cut off, “where did you learn to do that? That was, uh, the best blow job I’ve ever had.” He said, embarrassed to have just been given the head of his life by his own daughter.
“I’m just a natural, I guess!” I exclaimed, still worried about what was going to happen. “What the hall are we gonna do now, daddy?”
“I’m really sorry, sweetie but don’t worry. I’ll be back up in no time. I can handle doing it twice.”
I was surprised at my father’s words, as I totally thought we were fucked by for the day. I was skeptical that he could come even close to his previous amount of cum, but figured it was still better than nothing.
“Ugh, fine. How long do you need?” I asked.
“15 or so minutes, I guess,” my father said, apparently having a good estimate for how long he took.
“Fine. I guess we’ll wait. But I’m frustrated because of that and I’m going to get some relief!” I said, too horny to care at this point.
“What do you mean, Kylah?”
I answered his question by pulling off the long T shirt, exposing my thin, lithe body complete with my tight, round ass and large breasts.
I heard my father gasp as I pulled the shirt back, but ignored him and fell on the bed. I lightly traced my figure, teasing my nipples and momentarily touching the slit of my pussy. Just as I went to get myself off, I looked up and saw my father heading towards me, his dick once again fully erect.
“I’m already ready to go, baby. You don’t need to do that.”
“Holy shit, what happened?” I asked. It had only been a few minutes and he looked even harder than before.
My father ignored me, just staring at my naked body, ogling my tits and tight ass. “What do you want to do this time, princess?”
“No more taking chances. This time just stick it in my pussy and make sure you cum inside me.” I said, letting my horniness get the better of me.
“Wait, that would basically mean I’m fucking you. I’m still your father.”
“Daddy, I just fucking blew you. It doesn’t matter anymore, we don’t have the time to mess up one more time. Every day counts. Just fuck me if you have to.” I said, laying back on the bed, my naked pussy facing my father.
“Okay, baby, if that’s what you want.” He said, coming closer, all the while staring at my puffy pussy lips. He lined up his cock, accidentally rubbing his cock up and down my sopping wet slit. I bit my lip hard, letting out a soft moan.
“Are you ready, baby?” my father asked once again, making sure I was okay with it.
“Yes daddy. Now make sure you get my pregnant. Our lives may depend on this.”
With this, my father pushed the head of his cock into my pussy with a pop. I immediately gasped at his size, as his enormous manhood pressed hard into the entrance to my pussy. Slowly, my father pushed further into my velvet walls, moaning as he slid all the way in.
“Oh fuck!” I yelled. “You’re splitting me in half, daddy! You’re too big.” I felt like I was being filled up like I had never been filled before. My dad’s giant cock was stretching my pussy and splitting me in two.
“Sorry honey, but we’re almost there.” As he said that, I felt him bottom out in my pussy, his balls slapping against my ass. He kept still, allowing me to adjust to his size before slowly pulling partway out and pushing in again. He began to pick up a rhythm, slowly getting faster and repeatedly pushing deep into my tight pussy.
“Fuck, baby. You’re so tight” he said, as he finally started to pick up a real speed. He began to pound deeper and deeper into my pussy with every push, splitting me further than before. His gigantic cock was making me go crazy, I’d never been fucked so hard in my life!
“Oh fuck Daddy your cock is so fucking huge!” I yelled as my father pistoned in and out my tight pussy with his enormous shaft.
“Daddy, are you close?” I asked. As my father continued pounding his daughter’s tight cunt, I realized he wasn’t actually doing anything other than fucking my pussy. He was afraid to touch me.
“No baby, I’m not there yet.” He said, still working his cock in and out of my pussy.
“I think I know why!” I screamed, grabbing my father’s hands and placing them on my firm breasts.
“Oh fuck, your tits are perfect baby,” my father groaned as he rubbed my tits and pinched my nipples.
I was too frustrated to care anymore. “Daddy, don’t worry about trying to cum in my pussy! Just fuck me as hard as you can! Fuck your sexy little slut of a daughter!” I screamed, pressing his hands harder into my tits and then pulling his face close to mine, kissing him hard on the lips. I didn’t care if it was wrong to be fucking my father, I was too horny to even pay attention. Now all I wanted was to be fucked by a nice cock. Our tongues swirled in each other’s mouths as my father now began touching my body. He groped my lithe body and continued pounding in and out of my tight pussy.
“Oh fuck!” I moaned as he took one of my nipples into his mouth, squeezing my ass with one of his hands and pinching my nipple with the other. I neared my long awaited climax as my father once again spoke up.
“Baby, I’m getting close to cumming. I can’t hold on much longer.”
“It’s okay, daddy! I’m about to cum too! Make sure you actually cum in my pussy this time. I still need to get pregnant!” I yelped as I continued to be impaled on my father’s hard cock.
“I’m cumming, baby!” my father yelled, pushing in one last time, completely bottoming out in my pussy.
“Okay, daddy! Cum deep inside my pussy! Make sure you unload your hot cum deep inside my womb! Make me a baby! Make your slutty little daughter the mother of your child!”
Just as I finished saying this, I felt my father’s pulsating cock explode deep inside my womb. Buckets of cum shot out, coating the walls of my pussy and filling my womb to the brim. I had thought that he had cum a lot before, but this time he truly unleashed more than I had ever felt. His balls emptied inside my tight, sopping pussy, overflowing as his cum drenched the inside of my fertile womb.
As his hot seed finished filling my cunt, I began to climax. My pussy was on fire from being fucked so hard and his cum filling me up so much sent me over the edge. I convulsed on his cock, my tight pussy squeezing his manhood and milking every last drop of cum from his balls. My orgasm rocked me as my mind went blank and I started to shatter on my father’s hard cock.
“Oh fuck, daddy!” I yelled, nearing the end of my climax and cumming hard on my own father’s manhood. I was cumming on the very cock that had made me, and it felt amazing.
Finally, as both our orgasms subsided, we collapsed on the bed. I could feel my womb coated with my father’s cum. I drifted off to sleep, hoping that I’d succeeded in getting pregnant with his seed.
The next day we awoke and got ready, acting like what we had done the night before had never happened. We went through the day like normal as I was careful to observe everything that happened. After all, I still had an assignment to do.
The estate was lovely. We were catered to all day by the staff on and were able to enjoy the private beach and admire the Sicilian coast whenever we wanted to. After a long day of enjoying ourselves and getting to know Aldo better, we returned once again to the house on our beach.
As we walked inside I began to undress, removing the tight skirt I had been wearing for the day, leaving me only in the blouse I had been wearing all day and black, lacy panties.
“Okay, daddy. Are you ready?” I said, watching him get comfortable for the day.
“Ready for what, princess?” he asked, turning around before noticing my lack of attire. “What are you doing, baby?” he said quizzically, staring at my scantily clad ass as I moved about the room.
“What are you talking about? I still have to get pregnant, remember?”
“But baby, I came inside you last night. We don’t have to do it again. We shouldn’t. It’s wrong!” he said, sitting down on the bed.
I walked up to him, and I could easily tell he was hesitant, yet aroused. There was a tent beginning to form in his pants, and I knew he was turned on. “Daddy, cumming in my pussy once isn’t enough to ensure I get pregnant. What if I don’t? We’ll have no way of finding out. You just have to keep cumming in my pussy.” I said as I pushed him down on the bed and straddled his lap.
“Kylah! You just have to get a pregnancy test. We shouldn’t be doing this. I’m your father, for fuck’s sake,” he said, staring obviously at my tits through the tight blouse.
“We can’t do that. First of all, it takes a week or two for a test to be able to show anything. Secondly, we’d also have to be able to get to a store that had one. The closest place is almost an hour away, and if anyone caught us trying to get a pregnancy test they would get suspicious. You’re just gonna have to fuck me so we make sure I get pregnant.” I was convincing myself as well as my father that this was the solution. I didn’t want to admit it, but besides me having to get pregnant, I was still just really horny. I wanted to be fucked by my father’s hard cock.
I grabbed my father’s cock through his pants, hearing him moan, and began undoing his zipper. His enormous manhood popped out of his trousers as I grinded my pussy hard against his thick member.
“I don’t know, baby,” he tried to protest one last time, his breathing becoming heavy.
“Just relax, daddy.” I pressed my lips softly against his, quieting his attempted objections. As I did this, I began to undo my blouse. I wasn’t wearing a bra, and my father gasped as my perky, C cup tits were released form the tight shirt.
Immediately my father’s hands went to cup my breasts, squeezing them firmly in his rough hands. I moaned as he continued to grope my body, his hands running over the sides of my hips, cupping my ass. In one move, he ripped my lacy panties from my waist and threw them on the floor. His cock fully hardened, he picked me up by my wide, child bearing hips and placed me on his thick member.
Once again, his enormous girth split me in half. I began riding my father’s hard cock, fucking him with every ounce of my being. I bounced up and down on my own dad’s manhood, feeling him get closer and closer to orgasm.
His strong hands squeezed my ass as he continued to match my movements, bottoming out in my pussy with every thrust. “Holy shit, baby. Your ass is so fucking perfect.” He said, continuing to cup my bottom.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” I screamed. ” Fuck me, daddy! Cum in your daughter’s pussy!” His hands were firmly on my ass, using my hips as leverage to fuck me with all he had.
His cock pounded in and out of my pussy as fast as I could make it, stretching my tight pussy in the process. I moved my hips up and down to the rhythm of his movements, enjoying his girth as he penetrated me deeply.
“Jesus Christ, daddy! Your cock is so fucking big! You’re filling me up so much!” I yelped, moaning harder every time he bottomed out in my cunt.
As I said that, I felt my father start to tense up. “Shit, baby! I’m cumming. I’m filling up my little girl’s pussy with my hot cum!” I continued to ride his cock as I soon felt his balls explode deep inside my cunt. Once again I felt his hot seed filling up my fertile womb, driving me crazy with lust. Ropes and ropes of his cum shot into my pussy until they began to taper off.
“Oh fuck!” he yelled again, continuing to push in and out of my pussy as he finished cumming. When his orgasm finally subsided, he lifted me off his cock and set me on the bed. He began to change position as I wondered what was happening.
“Daddy, what are you doing? I asked, thinking he couldn’t possibly be ready again.
“I’m not done yet, I’m gonna fuck my daughter’s tight little ass!” he growled, flipping me on my stomach and bring my hips to his.
I felt his cockhead press up against my ass, and begin to press into my asshole. He literally meant he was gonna fuck my ass with his huge cock. I didn’t even think it would fit!
“Daddy, you’re supposed to get me pregnant!” I said, trying to protest as he continued to push into my asshole, his cockhead lubed up with my wetness and his cum from before. “How are you gonna get me pregnant by fucking my ass?”
“I already came in your pussy, baby. Now you’re gonna let me fuck your round, tight little ass. It’s too perfect not to enjoy.” He said, popping the head of his cock inside my ass.
I gasped as pain shot through me, his cock penetrating my tight ass. “Daddy, it’s not gonna fit! You can’t fuck me in the ass.”
“It’s fine, baby. It will fit. No objections now after teasing me with your gorgeous body like a little cum slut.” He said, now only focused on fucking me. I could see the lust in his eyes as he took me from behind. Slowly, he pushed farther and farther into my ass, eventually completely bottoming out, deep inside.
I moaned my father’s thick cock stretched my tight ass, the pain slowly subsiding and turning into pleasure. I wasn’t completely unfamiliar with anal, but I had never really been fucked in the ass before. Slowly, my father withdrew his cock halfway and pushed in again. He began to get a rhythm, repeatedly pistoning his thick cock in and out of my ass, both of his hands still on my hips.
“Oh, fuck, baby. Your ass is so tight! It’s fucking perfect!” he yelled, pounding his massive cock further into my ass. His balls slapped against my pussy with every stroke, driving me insane. I drew closer and closer to orgasm, being fucked in a way I had never been fucked before.
His cock continued to slide in and out of my tight asshole, stretching me as he slammed his hips all the way into my ass. Every time he rammed me again, a bolt of electricity shot through my entire body, pleasuring me to the fullest I could remember.
Finally, I neared the edge of my climax. “I’m about to cum, daddy! Fuck your slut of a daughter’s ass!”
“Me too, baby! I’m gonna cum!” With one last push, I felt my father explode, deep inside my asshole. Ropes of his hot cum shot out, coating my insides as his cock continued to stretch my tight ass. I began to orgasm just as this happened, groping my own breasts as I came like I had never came before. “Oh god, Daddy! Your cock is exploding in my ass!”
I continued to cum, completely drenching the bed from my sopping wet pussy. My dad finally withdrew his cock from my ass as the orgasm subsided, and I collapsed on the bed. My father lied down next to me, grabbing me from behind as his flaccid cock pressed against my ass once again.
“Holy fuck, baby. That was amazing.” He said, breathing heavily.
“It was, daddy, but we can’t do that again!” I said, feeling his cum leaking out of both my young, tight holes. “You’re supposed to get me pregnant. From now on, whenever you cum is has to be inside my pussy.”
“Okay, baby. I’m sorry.” He said, groping my tits from behind.
“It’s okay, daddy. I love you.”
We then both promptly fell asleep.
Over the next few days continued what we had been doing. Every day we’d fuck, my father cumming deep inside my pussy over and over. We had no way of knowing if I’d get pregnant or not, so we fucked at every chance we got. After so long without relief, it felt amazing having a huge cock ready to fuck my brains out whenever I wanted, and though I was trying to get pregnant it felt more and more like I was just wanted to get fucked by my father.
After a week and a half of this routine, we were asked to take a day trip with the Don to spend time with him before he had to leave for a month for business. Unfortunately, this was one of the days I was ovulating, and we would be busy all day, leaving almost no chances for us to try and conceive. I got dressed in a thin, flowing sun dress and skipped the bra and panties, realizing we were just traveling to a vineyard of Aldo’s.
We exited our house to head to the main estate, and when we got there we had a limo waiting for us. We expected to be traveling with Aldo, but for some reason he’d left earlier and taken a different car. It was just the two of us in a giant limo, the driver at the very front, whom we could only see through the window. It would be an almost hour and a half drive, so I saw an opportunity.
I rolled up the soundproof window at the front of the limo, granting us privacy from the driver. “Daddy,” I said, careful to make sure the window was closed before calling him that.
“Yes, sweetie?” he asked, looking confused as to why I rolled up the window.
“Well, I’m actually ovulating today. Right now is the time I’m most likely to conceive. I need you to fuck me.”
“We’re going to be busy all day, baby. And then we have those plans earlier tomorrow morning. We’re not gonna have any time!” he said, oblivious to what I was asking.
“I know, daddy. You need to fuck me right now, on the drive. That’s why I closed the soundproof window, so we’d have privacy.”
“You’re crazy, what if the driver sees?”
“He can’t daddy, that’s impossible. Come on! Just so you know, I’m not wearing any panties…” I lifted up the bottom of my dress, flashing my father with my shaved, puffy pussy.
His eyes shot between my legs, and his eyes glazed over with lust. “Fuck, baby, you’re so naughty.”
I stood up in the limo and walked towards him, getting on my knees and unbuckling his trousers. I dropped the straps of my dress off my shoulders, revealing my milky white tits while the top of my dress hung around my waist. His cock popped out of his pants and hardened at the sight of my breasts. I began to pump up and down his shaft with my tiny hands, my fingers barely able to curl around my father’s manhood.
My tits bounced up and down as I ran my hands up and down the length of his shaft. I looked up and saw him staring at my breasts, lost in pure lust. I blushed momentarily, noticing his gaze. I stopped working his cock with my hands, and stood up so I could straddle his waist. I sat down on his lap, his massive cock pressing hard into my sopping wet cunt. My large tits rested right in front of my father’s face, and I yelped as he took one of my nipples into my mouth, massaging the other with his free hand. I lowered myself further onto my father’s cock and began to bounce up and down on his hard dick.
My father continued to pleasure me, his cock bottoming out deep inside my fertile, ovulating womb. I screamed as his cock continued to ravage my pussy, feeling like I was being split in half. I momentarily was thankful that the glass in the car was soundproof, but wondered if the rest of the car was. The thought of the driver knowing we were fucking right behind him made me wetter than ever, and I started to cum on my daddy’s cock as it filled me to the brim.
I continued to ride my father’s cock, sitting on his lap and matching his movements. I gyrated my hips every time he bottomed out in my pussy, milking his cock for all it was worth. The naughtiness of the situation and being fucked so hard wearing practically nothing sent shivers down my spine, bringing me close to orgasm.
“Oh fuck, daddy! I’m cumming!” I pressed my lips hard against my father’s, lost completely in the lust of our fucking.
“I know, baby! Cum for me! Cum on your father’s hard cock!” His words sent me over the edge as I began to climax on my dad’s tremendous girth. He grabbed my hips and bounced me up and down on his cock, treating me like a fuck toy as I continued to orgasm. My pussy tightened as I came, squeezing my daddy’s cock like a vice.
“You’re too fucking tight baby!” he moaned, “I’m gonna cum in your pussy!” My father then unloaded a torrential amount of his cum, deep inside my womb at my most fertile. His potent seed shot into my pussy, filling me to the brim and ensuring once and for all that I’d get pregnant with his child.
I fell against his chest, his cock still deep inside my pussy as I tried to recover from the orgasm. We sat in the same position, trying to regain our strength before getting ready. My hard nipples pressed against chest and I looked up at my father, satisfied after being fucked hard.
“I love you daddy!” I said, kissing him passionately on the mouth.
“I love you too, baby. Now let’s get cleaned up, we’ll be there in about 15 minutes.” He lifted me off his now flaccid cock and helped me gain my balance. I pulled the straps of my dress up, covering my perfect tits, now realizing it was a mistake that I hadn’t brought any panties.
“Damn. I should have brought panties, daddy.” I said, not looking at him.
I felt his hand slap hard against my ass, causing me to yelp out in pleasure and pain. “You’ll be okay, baby. You can be reminded of what a naughty slut you are every time you feel my cum leaking out of your pussy.”
I smiled and turned to him, still feeling his hand on my ass. I finished cleaning up, wiping as best as I could as we arrived at the destination. We had a wonderful day at the vineyard, and I stayed horny throughout the entire day, talking to the Don as I felt my father’s cum running down the inside my legs periodically.
We finished the day trip, saying our goodbyes to the Aldo as he would be gone for a month and a half. Before he left he acknowledged again how much he looked forward to seeing our child, and I just hoped I had indeed gotten pregnant.
We continued our trip, me taking note of anything I saw, including shipments of crates and trucks and the sort, writing them down in reports. We continued fucking every night until about three weeks after the Don had left I awoke and realized I hadn’t gotten my period in over a month. I must have been pregnant!
I woke my father sleeping next to me immediately, to tell him the good news.
“Daddy!” I yelled, waking him from his deep sleep.
“Yes, baby? What’s up?” he said, sleepily.
“Well, daddy, I haven’t had my period in over a month! I think I must be pregnant!” I said, ecstatic that the plan had worked. Now, there was no longer a worry that I’d be caught lying.
My father was now wide awake. He brightened the moment he heard the news. “Really, princess? That’s amazing!” he said, placing his hand over my womb.
“Yep!” I said, cheerfully. “I love you daddy!” I hugged him hard, my breasts pressing against his naked chest. Slowly, I realized what that meant. We didn’t need to have sex any more. There was no point. By now, as much as anything, I’d continued to make love with my father because I wanted to get fucked. Now I no longer had the excuse of trying to get pregnant. My cheer quickly wore off.
“Well,” I started, “I guess that means we don’t have to try to conceive any more. I’m already pregnant with your child. We can stop.” I said, looking down.
“Hmm,” my father said, clearly thinking.
I wanted to be on my own, realizing how sad this was making me, so I got up and headed towards the bathroom. “I’m gonna take a shower now, I guess.” I walked into the bathroom, catching my father staring at my naked ass one last time.
I turned on the water and got in, getting ready to wash myself as I thought over what was happening. I was pregnant, now, with my own father’s child. And I was sad that I wouldn’t be able to be with him anymore! I’d always planned to go back to the states, terminate the pregnancy and never talk about it, but I wasn’t sure I wanted that to happen anymore.
I lathered up my skin with soap while mulling over these thoughts, running my hands up and down my lithe, body. I briefly thought about what I would look like pregnant, because after all I would be here for another couple of months. I ran my hands over my breasts, imagining what they would look like enlarged from the pregnancy. I placed my hand over my womb, lost in thought, before I realized where I was and went to get clean.
I bent over to shampoo my hair, and in the process got some in my eyes. It stung like hell, and in my commotion I thought I heard a door click, but ignored it. I stayed bent over for a moment, rinsing the rest of the shampoo out of my hair, until I felt hands grab my hips and pull me backwards.
“Daddy?” I yelped at the unexpected surprise, still bent over trying to get the shampoo out of my hair.
“Yeah, baby, it’s me.” He said as I felt his semi erect cock press against my pussy lips from behind. I immediately started to get wet.
I finished rinsing my hair and stood completely up, turning around to see my father. I was completely naked, obviously and I only came up to halfway past his chest.
As I turned around, his eyes went immediately to my wet breast, slippery from the soap and water. They looked fantastic, and they momentarily hypnotized my father.
“Daddy, what are you doing in here?” I said, pretending not to notice his hardening cock.
“I came in here to shower with you, princess.” He said bluntly, placing his arm around my waist and pulling me towards him, my hard nipples pressing against his naked chest.
“But daddy, I’m already pregnant. There’s no reason to be in here!” I said, denying my true feelings.
“I know that. I love you baby, and you’re carrying our child. There’s no way I’m just going to leave it at that. I’m gonna keep fucking you for the rest of our trip.” He picked me up and pressed his lips hard against mine, tightly squeezing my ass with both his hands.
He propped me against the wall and pressed his cock into my wet slit. I moaned and trembled in pure delight. Holding me against the wall, he groped my breast and pushed deep inside my tight, sopping wet pussy.
“Oh god, Daddy,” I said, finally answering him, “I love you too!”
He pumped in and out of my tight pussy, fucking me hard against the wall. We made love passionately as we finally fucked out of lust, as opposed to necessity. He came deep inside my already pregnant womb, and as we cleaned in the shower I looked forward to what was to come.
A month and a half passed before the Don came back, and my father and I enjoyed the trip together, slowly becoming more like lovers than father and daughter; we fucked every chance we got.
Finally, the day came where the ultrasound was scheduled. Aldo had gotten us one of the best English speaking doctors in the country that he could find, and had him do the procedure. The three of us walked in the room, his men waiting outside, to prepare for the procedure. The doctor, as expected, was very good and expertly set up the required instruments. He rubbed the ultrasound gel tenderly on my stomach, and pressed the probe over my womb. He searched around for a bit, before finally finding my baby’s heartbeat.
“Beautiful” I heard Aldo say, from the side.
I looked at the monitor and admired my child’s strong heartbeat, feeling for the first time like a mother to be. I looked up at my father, who was staring at the monitor, a calm washing over his face.
He looked down at me, before smiling as wide as I’d ever seen him. “I love you, baby.” He said, reaching down to kiss me.
“I love you too, da-” I caught myself before completing the sentence in front of Luchelli, and ended it there. I pressed my softly against my father’s, and felt his hand rub over my womb.
“Ah, young love.” Luchelli said, interrupting us. You too make a lovely couple. Thank you, dolce, for allowing me to see your baby’s first ultrasound. I’m truly happy for the both of you.
We finished the procedure, cleaned up, and headed home.
The rest of the trip went by incredibly fast. Before I knew it, there was only a week left before we had to go home. The entire time we kept up appearances, I continued doing my reports, and we got more and more acquainted with the Don. All the while, we spent time together, enjoying the almost vacation-like experience this assignment had given us. Slowly, we fell deeper and deeper in love. It truly felt like a honeymoon between two lovers, and I realized I had completely fallen for my father. We slept together every night, and fucked as often as we could, even as I continued to get more and more pregnant. By the time we reached the last week of the summer and our stay, I had definitely started showing.
My petite body had started to adjust to the pregnancy, and my breasts had gotten noticeably bigger. I had a small but apparent baby bump, and while I missed my flat stomach I had worked so hard to get, I was beginning to get used to being a mother. Even though my body had started changing, my dad and I fucked just the same. He still loved my body, worshipping my breasts as they grew in size and constantly groping my tight, round ass.
On one of the last days of the assignment, we laid together on the secluded beach, admiring the coast. I was wearing a 2 piece suit, not quite suited for my pregnancy, which really put my ass and stomach on display, and could hardly contain my enlarged tits.
We cuddled together on the beach, before my father placed his hand on my belly, over my pregnant womb.
“Daddy?” I said, getting his attention.
“Yes, baby?” He smiled at me.
“Well,” I started, “Originally, we had talked about getting my pregnant, and then getting an abortion when we got back to the states.”
“Yes, I know.” He said, waiting for my follow up.
“Daddy, I want to keep the baby. I want to bear your child. I hope you’re not mad.” I said, waiting for his reaction.
He cracked a smile and pressed his lips hard against mine. “Of course, baby. I’d love that. I want you to have our baby, and raise it together. You’re my daughter, and I love you.”
I brightened up instantly. “Really? I love you so much, daddy! I can’t wait to have our child! Are you sure you’ll still love me, even when I’m fat and pregnant?”
“Baby, I’ll always love you. And you’re gorgeous. You’re my sexy little slut of a daughter and soon to be the mother of my child. I’m gonna fuck you every single day until you have our baby, and I’ll fuck you again, even harder, until you’re pregnant with another.”
He cupped my breast, undoing my top with his other hand and once again pressing his lips against mine. I felt his tongue touch mine, as he kissed me not as a father, but as a man kissing the woman bearing his child.
“Daddy, what are you doing? We’re in public!” I said, trying to protest as he ripped off the top of my swim suit, exposing my tits.
“No one can see us, baby. I’m gonna fuck you right here, on the beach.” He said, squeezing my right breast, taking the other into his mouth.
I moaned as he said that, and with that I lost any objections. As groped my body, I slowly untied the bottoms that barely even covered my ass, exposing myself completely out in the open.
My father let up, stepping back momentarily to undres. He pulled his shorts down and looked my body up and down.
Slightly self-conscious of my now pregnant belly, I tried to cover myself with my arms.
“Your body is fucking perfect, baby.” He said, surprising me. He knelt down again and placed his hand once again over my womb, rubbing my stomach. He let go, lowering his mouth to my pregnant pussy and began eating me out.
All my self-consciousness had gone now; I was far too preoccupied with my father eating my pussy. His tongue darted in and out of my wet pussy, as he massaged my swollen breasts, pinching my sensitive nipples. In my father’s hands my body felt completely normal, he appreciated every inch of it. Even though I was almost 3 months pregnant he helped me feel sexy. I was nude on the beach in the middle of the day, yet I didn’t care. It turned me on more thinking I could be spotted by somebody.
I moaned again, loudly, as he continued to lick my sopping wet pussy. “Oh fuck, daddy! You’re so fucking good!” I yelled as he ate me out like I’d never been before. He expertly toyed with my body, running his hands over my hips and squeezing my ass, pleasuring me to the full extent of his ability.
Soon, I approached my climax. “Oh god, daddy! I’m about to cum! Don’t stop, please!” I screamed, begging for more. He continued to lock and nibble at my pussy, sending me over the edge as he plunged one finger into my pussy and rocked my clit with his tongue.
“Oh fuck!” I yelped, cumming on my father’s tongue. I came as hard as I had ever before, completely losing control as he kept eating my pussy. “Yes, please! Keep eating your little cum slut’s pregnant pussy!”
Finally, I came down from my intense orgasm, feeling so satisfied after having been handled like that by my own father. My father crawled over me, kissing me passionately. I could taste my juices on his lips, and I was turned on even more.
“Are you ready, baby?” he said, aiming his cock at the entrance to my pussy. His hard cockhead oozed precum as it pressed hard into my puffy pussy lips.
“Yes, daddy! Fuck me as hard as you can! Fuck your pregnant daughter’s tight little pussy!”
One hand on my hip, he plunged deep into my pussy, his giant cock filling me to the brim.
“Oh fuck!” I screamed at the sudden entrance.
My father picked up the pace, pounding his daughter’s pussy with all he had. As he bottomed out in my pussy over and over again, my large tits began to bounce back and forth. With one hand on my pregnant belly and another on one of my tits, I braced myself as he continued to fuck me for all I was worth.
He squeezed my ass, cupping my other breast with his hand and pulled me farther onto his thick cock. “Oh god, baby! You’re still so fucking tight!” he whispered in my ear as he began kissing my neck.
“Yes! Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me, daddy! Fuck my tight pussy!” I was being driven wild, my pregnant body being used like a fuck toy.
My dad started to tense up, and announced he was about to explode: “Oh fuck, princess! I’m about to cum!”
“Do it, daddy! Cum for me! Cum deep inside your pregnant daughter’s pussy!”
With this, I felt his balls tighten and his cock pulse. He pushed deep inside me one last time and exploded, shooting his load deep inside my already pregnant womb. His potent seed filled me up, just as it had done many times this summer. The last ropes of his cum shot out and he collapsed beside me in the sand. I felt his cum leak out of my pussy as he spoke again.
“Oh god, baby. You’re so fucking hot! I love you!” he said putting his arm around me. I scooted closer to him, and turned on my side to lay on his chest.
“I love you too, daddy!” I kissed him as my pregnant tits pressed against his side. I fell asleep in my father’s arms, completely satisfied.
The rest of the week went by just the same as it had all summer, and even though we were on a potentially dangerous assignment, I didn’t want to leave. So far it had felt like heaven. I still had to, though, so I issued my last report and got ready to leave, saying our goodbyes to the Don and heading back to the US.
Over the next few months, tons of things happened. I moved out of my place, into my father’s house and we slept together like a couple every night. I continued to get more and more pregnant, and before I knew it I had a giant baby bump, and my due date was around the corner. I had to get maternity clothes, and everything felt like it didn’t quite fit. In the office I dressed in tight skirts and dresses that showed off my pregnant stomach. They were quite surprised when I got back and was pregnant, but they mostly congratulated me, obviously not knowing it was my father whose child I was carrying.
Finally, several months after our trip had ended, the department finished debriefing everyone and had concluded the investigation. In the end, Don Luchelli wasn’t trafficking weapons after all. I laughed at the news. I had gotten pregnant with my father’s child to make sure the assignment went well and so that we’d be safe, and it was all for nothing. I didn’t care though, because I was happier than anything.
One day, I was called back in by my old supervisor to discuss the case. We hadn’t really talked since I’d come back, as she’d been on leave for an assignment most of the time.
As I came in the door, she looked up my pregnant belly and got a look of shock.
“Kylah! You’re pregnant?” she asked.
“Yes, it actually happened during the assignment. I thought you already knew?”
“I hadn’t heard. Well, congratulations! Sit down!” she said, motioning towards the chair.
“So, why did you call me in here?” I asked, curious as to what the circumstances were.
“Well Kylah, as you know it turned out Luchelli wasn’t actually trafficking weapons. That said, our supervisors were incredibly impressed with the precision of your reports and the help you were able to give on short notice. I brought you in here to offer you a promotion. You definitely showed you’re a valuable asset to the firm.”
The promotion I’d started this all over to get was right before me. I had other plans in motion, though.
“Thank you, Marlene, but I’ll have to decline. I actually came in here to give my resignation.”
Her jaw dropped. “Really, Kylah? Why? You did such a good job! Are you sure you won’t reconsider?”
“I really appreciated it, Marlene, but I’ve decided to stay at home and focus on being a mother for my child.” I said, rubbing my heavily pregnant belly.
“Oh, I see. Well I hope you and your husband have a happy, healthy pregnancy. I wish you luck.”
“Thank you,” I said , standing up and turning to walk out the door. “Thank you for everything, Marlene. The trip was lifechanging. Goodbye”
“Sure thing,” she said, puzzled. “Bye, Kylah.”
With that, I left the building and headed home. I arrived home, and pulled in the drive way, eager to see my father and start our new life together. I opened the door to see him waiting in the kitchen.
He turned to me, smiling, and walked towards me. “How was your day, princess? Did you tell her?”
“Yes, daddy. As of now, I’m officially free. Now we can focus on getting ready for our unborn child.” I said, placing my hands over his neck and kissing him on the lips.
“Before that,” he started, “let’s get you out of this dress.” He squeezed my ass through the tight dress, undoing the zipper with his other hand. He slid the dress down my body, over my stomach, revealing the lingerie I’d bought specially for him.
He placed a hand over my pregnant womb as I stepped out of the dress, fully showing off what I had bought for him I had worn a black lacy bra and panties, complete with a garter belt.
“You’re a naughty girl, aren’t you, baby?” He said, ogling my pregnant body. “You look amazing.” He placed his hands on my tight ass, admiring my legs and perky, sensitive breasts.
He picked me up, both hands on my ass as I spread my legs and wrapped them around his waist.
“What now, daddy?” I asked shyly, biting my lower lip.
“Right now I’m gonna fuck my sexy, pregnant daughter who’s carrying my child.” He said, kissing me as he started to walk towards the bedroom.
“Okay, daddy! Sounds good. I love you!”
“I love you too, baby!” he said, carefully setting me on the bed, ripping my panties off and undoing his trousers in one movement. “Now relax, and let daddy fuck your tight little pussy.” He pressed his thick cock hard into my pussy, and plunged deep into my pregnant womb with his first stroke.