Daddy’s Slut

by Sasha Cream

I was going to fuck daddy no matter what it took. By hook or by crook I was going to make him ravage my body. If it took a love potion, then so be it. Daddy was mine. I was going to carry his incestuous baby in my belly.

And there was nothing he could do to stop it.

Excerpt:

I love my daddy. I adore my daddy. Now that I'm 18, I want to be with my daddy forever.

But how? How to get daddy to see me as more than just his precocious daughter? I've tried all the tricks in the book. But growing up extremely conservative has made it hard for him to accept anything outside of his upbringing.

But I wanted him for my own. He was a simple man with simple pleasures. One of the things he enjoyed the most was his morning coffee. Every morning I brew him a nice big mug of Folgers.

It wasn't until I was doing some shopping online that I stumbled upon something that I'd never thought of before - a love potion. Sure, I was skeptical, but after doing some research I found that it was a new, experimental drug that had been leaked to the public.

According to hundreds of people, it really did work!

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The question was, would it work on daddy? There was only one way to find out. Pulling out my last year's allowance (that I was saving for a car), I ordered the strange potion.

According to the label, it was entirely harmless. A quarter dose for an hour of love, a half dose for a day and a full dose for...ever. Seriously? Could I make daddy love me forever?

I mean, of course he already loves me, but not like that. However, if this potion worked as promise, he WILL love me like that.

How many nights have I lain awake dreaming of daddy's touch? How I've longed to feel his hot breath against my skin. What did his lips taste like? How were his kisses? How would his rippling muscles feel under my soft fingers?

I had to have these questions answered!

The next morning, with shaky hands and a quick-beating heart, I poured his coffee as usual. The only thing different was that I added the entire bottle of love potion. Yeah, I didn't want my daddy as my lover for an hour or a day, I was a greedy girl. I wanted him to be mine forever.

And with this potion, he would be.

My pussy contracted and I came in my panties just thinking about it. Now daddy would do anything I wanted him to - and no arguing about whether it was wrong or right.

"Good morning, daddy!" I said, my voice quivering like a leaf in the wind. I handed him his mug of Joe, but my hands were shaking so badly that I almost spilled it on him.

"Is there something wrong, dear?" Daddy asked, concern in his voice and worry etched across his rugged, handsome face.

"Huh? Oh, no. I'm just a bit cold, that's all." I lied through my teeth. The last thing I wanted was for daddy to suspect anything was amiss.

"Well, you better go back inside and grab a sweater. It is a bit chilly out here." He took a sip and wrinkled up his nose. Oh God, did he detect it? What he tossed it out? I'd be out hundreds of dollars.

"What is this shit?" He spat the coffee onto the ground. My heart leaped in my throat and my hands suddenly grew cold.

"Wh...what's wrong, daddy?" I asked.

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About the Author

I absolutely LOVE to write dirty, naughty stories about daddies and their daughters. And now I can share them all with you!

I've been writing pretty much my entire life - ever since I can remember, anyway. These filthy stories have been kicking around my brain for ages. And now I can bring them to you (and corrupt your mind!) Ha, I keed.

I'll be adding to my hot collection often, so be sure to check back soon and don't forget to hit that subscribe button to be notified of my latest!

Anyway, I look forward to bringing you the hottest daddy/daughter stories I can.

Thanks!

- Sasha


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