My wife was busy in the kitchen preparing tonight's dinner.

"Honey! Go call your daughter, it's time to eat!" she shouted from the kitchen.

"Oh!" I responded lazily. I slowly stood up and made my way toward the second floor.

*Today, she brought a classmate over to study, so they should be busy reading,* I thought to myself. As I reached the bedroom door, just as I was about to knock, a series of soft, heavy gasps drifted from inside. A wave of curiosity washed over me, and I froze, listening intently.

"Oh... a little deeper... yes, just like that... right there... ah..." My daughter's panting voice drifted from the room. Slowly, I pushed the door open just a crack, peeking stealthily at the scene within.

There she was, her eyes hazy and unfocused as she leaned against the wall and sat on the bed. Her two pale, tender thighs were spread wide, her panties discarded at the foot of the bed. Her classmate, Annie, sat beside her, holding a sausage—perhaps meant for dinner—and was thrusting it in and out of my daughter's wet, swollen little flower!

Watching my daughter in her school uniform, a thought crossed my mind: *Without realizing it, my daughter has blossomed into a beautiful, delectable woman.* Her full breasts displayed the enchanting curves unique to womanhood, and around the glimpses of her pink virgin territory, fine dark fuzz was visible. My heart raced with excitement; my manhood rose of its own accord, straining so hard against my trousers that it felt as if the fabric might burst, nearly driving me to burst through the door.

Taking a deep breath to suppress the sudden, raging fire in my loins, I slowly retreated toward the stairs. I increased my footfalls, pretending to be climbing up, and called out, "Daughter! Dinner's ready!"

A panicked response came from her room: "Oh! Coming right now!" By then, I pushed the door fully open. My daughter sat at her desk, face flushed a deep crimson, pretending to study with a delicate, trembling grace. A corner of her panties was still visible at the foot of the bed, but the sausage was gone. She must have been in such a rush that she hadn't finished dressing; the sausage must still be buried inside her! At the thought, my breathing quickened, and my member throbbed uncontrollably.

To hide my agitation, I urged both her and Annie to come downstairs for dinner. At the dining table, my daughter sat on my side, while my wife and Annie sat on the other. As we ate, watching the lingering blush on my daughter's face and hearing the occasional, faint moan that escaped her lips, my heart stirred. I suspected that the sausage was the culprit behind her restlessness.

Smiling at my wife, I said, "Tonight's sausage is truly delicious!" Then, turning to my daughter and Annie, I asked, "Isn't it?"

At that moment, my left hand slid stealthily between my daughter's thighs. I grasped the wet, glistening sausage and began to pull it slowly in and out. She looked at me in sheer surprise, so I asked once more, "Is the sausage delicious today?"

With a blushing face, she whispered, "Yes... it's very delicious..."

As I pulled the sausage out of her tight little crevice, my finger flicked against her clitoris. Her body gave a sudden, violent shudder. Seeing this, a smile played on my lips. Without a trace of suspicion, I brought the sausage to my mouth and began to chew. The wet juices and her unique, virginal scent were so intoxicating that I couldn't stop; I even licked the moisture from my fingertips clean. The veins on my cock throbbed with a feverish intensity. Seeing this, my daughter's face turned an even deeper shade of crimson. I quietly unzipped my trousers, releasing the hot iron rod that had been straining to escape, and then pulled her hand from beneath the table.

I guided her tender palm to grasp my throbbing penis. Though she offered a slight, hesitant resistance, she could not resist the heat and hardness of the temptation. Curiously, she began to stroke it, her youthful hands moving up and down. The unprecedented sensation was so intense that I nearly came right there.

With every stroke of her hand, my lust rose higher. Ignoring the fact that others were present, I reached under her school skirt once more, cupping her intimate mound. I rubbed the fine hair of her mons pubis and used my middle finger to tease and flick her clitoris. The overflowing juices drenched my entire palm. Gently, I began to massage the entrance of her vagina before slowly sliding my middle finger inside her. The soft moans coming from her made me want to pull her into my arms immediately and ravage her with kisses to soothe the raging storm of desire. I knew then that I could make her drift into a state of pure, selfless ecstasy.

By then, Annie and my wife had finished eating. My daughter asked Annie to head upstairs, and I instructed my wife to go take a shower, telling her that the daughter and I would handle the cleanup in the kitchen.

Once my wife and Annie had disappeared, the raging fire in my loins became unbearable. I pulled my daughter onto my lap, pressing my rigid cock against her vaginal opening. I began to bump against her pink clitoris while slowly rubbing her inner lips, gazing intensely into her eyes with a heated stare.

"Dad... when did you find out?" she whispered shyly.

"Just now, when I called you for dinner," I said with a grin. Then, I added, "Do you want to taste a real cock?"

Her beautiful, blushing face trembled, and she gave a slow, hesitant nod.

Excitedly, I guided her body down onto me. The moisture she had just released allowed me to slide in deep without resistance, but since it was her first time, she let out a sharp cry of pain. "Ah... Daddy... it hurts... pull it out... I don't want to play anymore... ah..."

I pressed her body firmly against mine, remaining still while tenderly kissing her luscious lips. "The first time is always like this. Soon it won't hurt anymore, and you'll be screaming for pleasure," I soothed her as tears welled in her eyes. She transitioned from tears to a shy smile, playfully batting at my back.

My hands slid beneath the hem of her shirt, cupping her breasts, which were now large enough to be held in a single hand. I began to play with her nipples, which had grown hard with passion.

Her furrowed brows slowly relaxed as she began to pant, "Oh... Daddy... it feels so soft and itchy inside... ahhh... it's so strange!" She began to writhe, her legs wrapping tightly around my waist.

With a surge of pent-up desire, I thrust upward. Holding her tight, I drove my cock deep into her vagina, one heavy stroke after another. The sensation of her tender vaginal walls squeezing me, combined with the wet heat, made me increase my pace. I wanted to melt our bodies together until we were one.

"Oh! Mm... Daddy... it feels so good... yes... harder... oh... hng... ohhh... my dear Daddy... ahhh... your big cock... you're inside me... ohhh... it feels so good... ohhh..."

With her eyes closed, she clung to me tightly, her small head tossing rhythmically with the motion.

"Oh... my precious daughter... oh... you're so tight... ah... you're gripping me so hard... I can't take it... mmm... oh..."

She began to move her hips, helping me with the thrusting.

"Ah... ah... ah..." she cried out in excitement. "Oh... Daddy... Daddy... oh... my beloved big cock Daddy... ah... oh..."

"Oh... my daughter! Oh... ah... my lovely little girl... ah..." I responded to her cries.

"Mmm! It's so wonderful! It's so good, Daddy... it feels so good right now! Oh... so good... faster... faster! Faster... more!" she screamed incoherently. "Ah... ah... Daddy! Fuck me! Oh... Daddy! Fuck me harder! Oh..."

"Oh... ah... alright! Daughter... move more... harder... mmm..."

With every deep thrust, my hands never stopped kneading her soft breasts and her turgid nipples.

"Daddy... oh... Big Cock Daddy! Oh... oh... I feel like I'm going to pee... oh! It's coming... it's coming!" Faced with her first orgasm, she moaned in a daze of confusion.

"Oh... Daddy... thrust into me... thrust hard... break my little flower... fast... fast... a little faster... ah... ah... ah... Daddy... please come inside me... fill me up... ahhh!"

Watching her lose herself in passion, listening to her lewd, ecstatic cries, a massive wave of heat surged through my spine. Drawing from years of experience, I knew my climax was near. To intensify the impact and release the tension, I wrapped my arms around her waist and used my hands to support her pale, soft buttocks, ensuring every thrust reached her cervix, where I rubbed and rotated against her most sensitive spot.

"Oh! Ahhh... hng... hng... Big Cock Daddy... I... I'm... coming... coming! Oh... ahhh!"

She clung to me in ecstasy, her pink buttocks pressing down hard against me, grinding and rubbing against my member.

"Oh... ohhh... my baby girl... oh! Daddy is coming too! Ohhh... ahhh!" A dam broke inside me, and a torrent of pleasure erupted from my tip. I gave a few final, deep thrusts, pumping every drop of my hot semen deep into her.

Her body went limp as she clung to me. I closed my eyes, occasionally brushing her nipples, savoring the unprecedented intensity of the passion.

Slowly, I opened my heated eyes to see her panting sensually. My cock gave a small twitch and began to harden once more. She snapped her eyes open and pouted, "Daddy!!! You want more?!"

"What? Was it better than the sausage?" I teased.

"Yes!!!" she replied, blushing deeply and nodding shyly.

I leaned down and kissed her crimson lips passionately. I slid my tongue into her mouth, tangling with her delicate tongue like a snake, drinking in the sweet nectar that flowed from her.

"Wait! Your mother is coming!" I said reluctantly, pulling away.

"Ah! You're right!" Realizing the danger, she scrambled off me. With a wet *plop*, my still-erect cock popped out of her swollen, flushed opening. The afterglow of her climax leaked from her tender slit, trickling down her inner thighs. I had never realized a woman could look so incredibly seductive and soul-stirring after sex; my lust flared all over again.

However, her delicate body had not yet recovered from the intensity. Her legs felt weak, and she instinctively crouched down.

"Careful!" I caught her soft body, my heart fluttering once more.

"It's all your fault, Daddy!" she whispered shyly, giving my cheek a quick kiss before bolting back to her room.

To avoid suspicion from my wife, I pulled myself together and worked quickly, cleaning the kitchen until not a single trace of our encounter remained.