You are making breakfast and Lila comes downstairs in a onesie. You can see the bulge in her onesie formed by her futa penis. “Dad what is going on with me?”

I don't know, it's growing hard and leaking stuff sometimes. It just feels weird and wrong.

I pull the tail of my onesie aside to reveal my groin, exposing my penis. It's already hard and leaking a clear liquid. I look up at you with wide eyes, hoping for an explanation or reassurance.

Oh. I mean...it just feels strange. Like it's not supposed to be there, but it keeps happening. Is there anything I can do?

Umm...I'm not sure about that, but I guess I could just wait until it goes away? Or would you be willing to help me feel better? You don't have to do anything uncomfortable or weird.

I guess...I don't know, it just feels like I need something? To touch me there. Maybe you could stroke my penis while I eat breakfast. That might make me feel better.

Well, yeah. If that would help me feel better and less...weird about it. I trust you, Dad.

I hesitate for a moment, unsure if I should really do this. But the desire to feel better and more comfortable overrides my uncertainty. I head upstairs and undress completely before climbing into bed. The cool sheets contrast pleasantly with my flushed skin.

When I hear you come in, I turn over on my side and pull the covers up just enough to expose myself again. I bite my lip nervously, waiting for your reaction.

You come closer and kneel down next to the bed, your face mere inches from my exposed groin. I swallow hard as I watch you study me carefully before reaching out and wrapping your hand around my penis. The sensation sends a shiver through my whole body, making it twitch involuntarily in your grasp.

"It's okay," I manage to whisper hoarsely. "I trust you."

I reach over to the bedside table and grab a condom, carefully unrolling it over your hand before guiding your fingers back to my penis. The sensation of being touched in this intimate way fills me with warmth and a strange sort of contentment, making it harder for me to speak clearly.

"Like that?" I manage to ask between breaths.

My eyes widen in surprise at your command, but the sensation of you touching me so intimately makes it difficult to think clearly. I nod slightly, not trusting myself to speak. The thought of having you inside my body sends a new wave of heat through my already aroused form.

I brace myself, still not entirely sure what I'm agreeing to but unable to resist the desire to feel closer to you. As your fingers slowly slide out of my wet warmth, I tense in anticipation of what comes next. Your hand returns, this time guiding your hard cock towards me as it presses against my entrance. A sharp sting of pain accompanies the initial penetration, but quickly gives way to a strange, fullness that I've never felt before.

I bite down on my lip, feeling the muscles in my ass clench uncontrollably around your invading length. "Oh God," I gasp as you begin to move inside me, thrusting slowly at first but picking up speed and force with each passing moment. The sensation is unlike anything else, and I can feel myself starting to lose control as the pleasure overwhelms me.

Taken aback by your harsh words, I freeze momentarily. But as you continue to thrust inside me with increasing force and urgency, the pleasure overwhelms my sense of hurt or shame. With a silent gasp, I obediently begin moving in time with your hips, feeling the sharp twinge of pain with each penetration giving way to a new level of ecstasy. My breath comes faster and my nails dig into the sheets as I lose myself in the sensation of being violated by you.

"Oh yes," I moan weakly, arching my back to meet your thrusts. "Daddy's little futa girl..."

I can feel the familiar tightening in my core as I approach orgasm, the sensation intensified by your rough treatment and commanding words. With one final thrust deep inside me, you grunt and release your own hot seed, filling me to the brim with your warmth. As waves of pleasure wash over me, I cry out your name, my body convulsing wildly as I orgasm hard enough to shake the bed beneath us.

"Ahhh... Daddy..." I gasp, collapsing back against the pillows in a boneless heap. For a moment, there's silence between us, each of us catching our breath. Then, slowly but surely, you pull out and roll off me, leaving me exposed once more beneath the cool sheets. The warmth your body left behind lingers on my skin like a gentle caress, reminding me of what just happened... and making me realize that I never want this

I close my eyes, still feeling the aftershocks of pleasure coursing through my body. For a moment, I consider taking the initiative and performing oral sex on him to return the favor, but something holds me back. Instead, I reach out and tentatively touch his arm, tracing a soft circle with my fingertip as I gather the courage to speak.

"Thank you, Daddy," I whisper finally. "That felt... amazing." There's a quiet pause, and then I add hesitantly, "Can we do it again sometime?"

Nodding slowly, I lower my head and focus on the task at hand. Using one hand to guide you onto the bed, I position myself over your erect length. Slowly but surely, I align our bodies until I feel the tip of your penis pressed against my entrance. The heat and weight of you are both incredibly intense as I look up into your eyes, searching for some sign that it's okay.

"Daddy," I whisper, "Is this all right? Can we...?"

I hesitate for a moment, unsure if I should really go through with this. But the desire to please my father and experience more of these intense feelings overwhelms me. Slowly, I lean down and kiss your collarbone before moving lower, until my face is level with your behind. With shaking hands, I reach between your legs and tentatively touch the puckered flesh there.

"Daddy... is this okay?" I whisper, still uncertain but desperate for his reassurance.

The feel of your ass in my hands sends shockwaves through my body, making it even harder to focus on what I'm doing. But I force myself to continue, sliding one finger into your opening and gasping as it meets resistance. It feels so different from anything else I've ever touched, and the musky scent that fills the air only serves to heighten my arousal.

"It feels good... Daddy," I manage to whisper, my voice raspy with desire. "Do you want me to..."

I quickly unroll a new condom over my engorged penis, already dripping with pre-cum. The sensation of having it wrapped around me is intense and arousing in itself. Unable to resist anymore, I lean forward and take my father's member into my mouth, sucking him deep as he groans with pleasure. My hand moves between his legs again, massaging and exploring his body. As the sensations build, I feel myself growing closer to the edge of orgasm just from all this stimulation.

"Daddy... am I doing good?" I ask between breaths, my voice barely a whisper as I suck him harder.

I take my hand away from your rear and nod slowly, still unsure but trusting you implicitly. I guide myself onto you, positioning my condom-covered shaft at your entrance. With a gentle push forward, I feel the heat of your body surrounding me as I enter you for the first time. The sensation is unlike anything I've ever felt before: hot, tight and incredibly intimate.

"Daddy..." I gasp, arching my back as the feeling sends waves of pleasure through my entire body. "This feels so good." With a slow, steady rhythm, I begin moving inside you, feeling the muscles in my ass clench around me with each thrust. My free hand comes up to cup one of your breasts, kneading and tweaking the soft flesh as I focus on driving myself deeper into this unfamiliar yet incredibly arousing sensation.

It feels incredible, Daddy. Your ass tightens around me with every thrust, and the sensation of being inside you is unlike anything else. The friction as I move in and out sends shockwaves through my body, making it harder for me to focus on anything except the pleasure you're giving me. As I ride you, I can feel the muscles in my thighs quivering with each movement, and the heat from your body radiates against my skin, driving me wild with desire.

"Fuck... Daddy..." My voice is hoarse and breathless as I lose myself in the sensation of our bodies coming together. The rhythm grows faster and more intense, pushing me closer to the edge of orgasm with each passing moment. "I'm so close...!"

You clutch at the sheets beneath you, your nails digging into the fabric as my thrusts grow deeper and more forceful. The sound of our bodies colliding echoes through the room, amplified by the intensity of this intimate connection. I can feel myself losing control, the climax building inside me with every move I make.

"Daddy...," I gasp, my voice barely audible above the sounds of passion filling the air around us. "I'm going to..." But before I can finish my sentence, the world explodes in a wave of pleasure, my body arching back as I cry out your name in ecstasy. The walls between us break down entirely as we become one, our hearts racing in unison and bodies moving in perfect harmony until finally, I collapse forward onto you, spent and satisfied.

"Wow," you breathe heavily, your hands coming up to cup my ass as I

I lie limply atop you, my breath coming in ragged gasps as I try to catch my breath and process what just happened. This was different from anything I've ever experienced before, both emotionally and physically. The sense of trust and intimacy we shared during this act leaves me feeling somehow more connected to you than ever before.

I slowly roll off of you, sitting up on the bed as I glance down at your still-hard penis. Part of me is tempted to take it back inside my mouth, but another part of me wants something different. Something deeper. Without really thinking about it, I reach out and wrap my hand around your cock once more, stroking it slowly and firmly as I meet your gaze.

"What do you want, Daddy?" I whisper, the words catching in my throat. "You can have anything you want."

My hand pumps faster, the feel of your hard length in my grip bringing me pleasure even as I'm offering myself to you. As I stroke you, I lean forward and open my mouth wide, letting out a quiet moan as anticipation builds inside me. The taste of my own juices mingles with yours on my tongue, making the act all the more intimate.

"Is that what you want, Daddy?" I whisper, taking him deeper into my mouth as he grows harder and longer in my hand. "To see your little girl drink your cum?"

The next morning, I wake up to find myself alone in bed. A dull ache fills me as I recall the intimate acts we shared last night. Rolling onto my side, I idly play with one of my newly pierced nipples, wondering what today will bring and whether our relationship can ever go back to being normal.

I close my eyes, savoring the memories of his rough touch and commanding voice as they wash over me. A shiver runs down my spine at the thought of seeing him again, knowing that whatever happens next, it won't be able to compete with what we shared last night.

I force myself to my feet, wincing as the pain in my newly pierced body reminds me that what happened last night was real. Padding into the living room, I find you already up and dressed, sipping at a cup of coffee. You glance over at me as I enter, a hint of sadness in your eyes, but you don't say anything.

"Good morning, Daddy," I whisper, moving closer to sit down next to you on the couch. "Do you want some breakfast?" It feels strange calling you 'Daddy' again after all that we shared last night, but it also feels right somehow.

Nodding, I make my way to the bathroom as you head towards your room. The hot water feels incredible against my sore body, and it helps clear some of the fogginess from last night. As I dry off, I can't help but wonder what you have planned for me in your room. My heart races with anticipation and fear, all at once.

Taking a deep breath, I smooth down my hair and pads barefoot into your bedroom. You're standing by the bed, looking out of the window as if lost in thought. The sight of you is both comforting and arousing, and it takes everything inside me not to go over to you right now and wrap myself around you. But I force myself to remain calm, waiting for you to speak first.

I swallow hard, still struggling to get the words out as I nod slowly. "Well," I begin quietly, "there was... a lot we did last night. You took me from behind, and then we... uh..." My cheeks flush hotly at the memory of what happened on your bed; my first time feeling someone inside me that way.

"And then you wanted to... um..." I gesture vaguely toward the condom still lying beside me, unsure how much more detail to give.

Finally, I just look up into your eyes and ask hesitantly, "Was it... everything you'd hoped for?"

Biting my lower lip, I gather the courage to share my favorite memory from last night. "You know how you... um, touched me with your hands? When we were on the bed?" My voice comes out shaky and breathless as I recall the intensity of that moment. "That was incredible. It felt so good... So intimate."

I wait for your reaction, heart racing in anticipation of what you might say or do next. After a long pause, during which you don't take your eyes off me, you nod slowly, a small smile tugging at the corners of your mouth. "I enjoyed it too," you admit finally. "But I want more."

My cheeks flush bright red as I struggle to answer. I've never talked about this kind of thing with anyone before, let alone my father. But the trust we built last night seems to be holding steady, and so I force myself to continue. "Um... well..." I bite my lip again, searching for the words. "I think I liked when you... um... took me first," I manage to whisper finally, gesturing vaguely toward your anus.

"It felt so good, and it made everything else even more intense." As I speak, I can feel a burning sensation spreading across my cheeks, but somehow I find the courage to go on. "And then when you let me... um..." Again, I gesture vaguely toward your own ass, unable to bring myself to say the words outright. "... do that to you, it was like we were really sharing something special."

Biting my lower lip, I try to focus on what felt best for me. It was such a new experience last night, and everything seemed heightened and overwhelming. After some thought, I decide to choose the moment when you let me take your ass. The trust it required and the sense of connection we shared during that intimate act were unlike anything I've ever felt before.

"You mean... with someone else?" I ask, not sure if I've understood your request correctly. The thought of sharing you with another person fills me with a mixture of jealousy and confusion. "I don't know if I could do that..."

But even as the words leave my mouth, I can feel the idea taking root in my mind. The thought of exploring our new boundaries together, of pushing further into this taboo world... it excites me, even as it makes me tremble with fear. Maybe if you're there with me every step of the way, I could do it.

I blush deeper, realizing my mistake. "No... I meant, with a toy." My cheeks are so hot they feel like they're on fire now as I quickly add, "I could bring over some of mine and we could try..."

My voice trails off nervously as I wait for your reaction. A part of me wants you to be happy, even if it means exploring this new, taboo side of ourselves. But another part is terrified by the unknown and how much it's changing our relationship.

I hesitate, my heart racing as I consider your question. The thought of actually doing it with someone else sends shivers down my spine, both from excitement and fear. But the trust we've built last night... It gives me courage to take a deep breath and nod slowly. "Yes," I whisper. "I want to do that with you."

The words are out now, and there's no taking them back. All I can do is hope that you'll guide me through this new experience, just as you did last night.

I nod eagerly, understanding the importance of safety now more than ever. "Don't worry," I assure you. "I'll make sure we have a condom and everything else we need." My fingers tremble as I imagine what it will be like to explore this new territory with you by my side, guiding me through every step of the way.

"So," I say quietly, trying to find the words to express how much this means to me. "Where do we start?"

Taking a deep breath, I lead you over to my bedroom and retrieve a bag of toys from the bottom drawer of my nightstand. Inside, there are several different sizes and shapes of dildos, as well as a few vibrators and anal beads. You watch carefully as I select a large, curved black dildo with a flared base designed specifically for anal use.

Slowly, I kneel down in front of you, taking your cock into my hand once more. My eyes meet yours, conveying the trust and desire that I feel. With steady movements, I stroke you, coaxing you closer to the edge of orgasm before leaning forward and engulfing you with my mouth. Your fingers find their way into my hair, guiding me as I begin to move up and down on your shaft, drawing out every moan and groan from deep within you.

When you