AUTHOR: T. A. BEAU

TITLE: My Daughter Squirts On Me While She Sleeps

SUBTITLE: A NONCON Dad/Daughter Somnophilia Erotica Short Story with anal, squirting, restrained with rope, drugged (sleeping pills) and breeding.

Copyright © 2024 T. A. BEAU

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The characters and events portrayed in this book are fictitious. Any similarity to real persons, living or dead, is coincidental and not intended by the author.

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WORD COUNT: 4000 words

I knew from the moment I pressed play that I should have made Casey stay away from Mark long ago. This is what I get for not listening to my instincts. My heart both breaks and beats rapid fire at the sight of my naked daughter on screen. I should look away, and chastise myself for having these sick thoughts, but no matter how many times I try to remind myself that I’m watching my daughter’s ass get split open, I can’t pull myself away from watching this filth. I’m glued to it, without shame, and it quickly dawns on me that a major reason for why I can’t turn away is because it’s Casey on the video.

I’ve wanted to fuck my daughter’s holes since I accidentally walked in on her a couple of months ago. She was doing some kind of naked yoga in the privacy of her room. I should have looked away but I watched her for a couple of seconds. She hadn’t seen me. She’d been in a split on the ground and bent over the other side. Her asshole and pussy lips were visible and an insane thought jumped at me: it wouldn’t take much to squat over her ass and impale her.

A sickness had settled in the pit of my stomach and hadn’t gone away since then. Now, it’s flaring up and shouting at me to stop being a sick perv and walk away.

But it’s too late now.

And the shame and guilt has turned to fervent hate for the man in the video gaping my Princess’s ass hole.

“Oh God, Casey… your ass is so tight!” the voice on the phone says and I instantly want to choke the life out of the motherfucker.

One of my hands grips the armrest of the only couch in my daughter’s room, the other holds her phone way too tight. But the numbness dulls to the rage coiling within me. I watch as my sweet girl spreads her legs for that neophyte college boyfriend of hers as he fucks her ass. A plop sound vibrates from the video as he thrusts himself inside her.

“Give it to me, just like that, Mark… ohh fuck! Split this ass open…” Casey groans out.

The camera moves from her ass, leaking, puffy pussy and snaps to her face. My baby girl crunches her face in ecstasy, and my blood boils. I look away for a second to avoid throwing the phone across the room and catch a glimpse of my Princess in her own bed, sleeping soundly.

I can’t believe she gave this nitwit her precious ass.

She’d promised me she wasn’t doing anything with anyone. My precious girl was keeping herself for the right man who deserved her. But when she broke curfew tonight and walked into the house a little funny, I knew something had happened. Her pink cheeks, tousled hair, and flushed chest, were all I needed to know that she’d been naughty tonight. Granted, I thought she’d lost her virginity, and it was a surprise when I unlocked her phone and found the video of them anal fucking, but still. Mark had made my Princess impure and the next time I see him, he’ll pay for it dearly.

“Don’t stop, Mark… I’m almost there… please…” she cries through the phone, snapping my attention to her onscreen version. I turn back down, her dainty fingers rubbing furiously at her soaked cunt. And that pisses me right off. Instead of holding the phone, this fucker should be teasing her clit, bringing her to heights of pleasure she’s never experienced.

But what did I expect? College boys don’t know shit about what a woman needs, especially my Princess. They are more interested in keeping mementos than worshipping pussy like their life depended on it. They know nothing about the bottomless pits of pleasure you can bring to a woman and just how much you can be rewarded for it.

But my sweet sleeping Princess doesn’t need to worry about anything tonight.

Casey turns in bed and moans before snoring deeply. I check my watch. It’s been twenty minutes now. The sleeping pills I’d put in her water should be working now. She’ll be knocked out until morning.

I stand and approach, watching her chest rise and fall. I look over her for a second, catching a glimpse of my hard cock under the moonlight. But most importantly, her brown hair splayed all around her like a halo. Her smooth, rose petal lips part slightly on the exhale, long eyelashes kissing her cheeks. I gently brush her cheek, trailing a finger to her lips and in her mouth. Her lips close around it, giving the gentlest of sucks.

“Fuck, I’m gonnna cum, Casey…”

“Cum in my ass, Mark. Breed this asshole.”

I turn back to her phone and see Mark is fully seated in Casey’s ass, grunting as he releases in her. I imagine how tight she might feel. The suction from her lips adds to my imagination and the more I watch the video, the harder she seems to be sucking my finger. Her tiny, perfect mouth nearly makes me cream.

When Mark pulls away, he focuses on her ass. My Casey’s ass gapes and winks at me before Mark puts an anal plug, which surprises me.

“Keep all that cum in there for me, baby. That was so good… did you cum? I bet you did the way I fucked you hard…”

The camera fixes on my daughter’s face and the flicker of disappointment tells me all I needed to know. “Yeah, I came so hard…” she lies. “Maybe next time we can put a dildo in my pussy… feel how tight everything can be…” Then the camera cuts off.

The mix of desire and anger that was churning within me erupts, and I throw her phone across the room. It clunks to the ground.

He got to fuck her and didn’t make her cum! But even more annoying, Casey lied to me. She’s no longer a virgin. My heart breaks some more. How could she?

I retrieve my finger rather roughly from her mouth and press two fingers to the bridge of my nose to stifle the headache that’s forming. I can’t believe this.

“I have to fix this…” I mumble softly. But how?

I start to pace, thinking. Irrational thoughts take up space in my mind but not a second longer is wasted on how sick and twisted they are. I mean, I practically drugged my own flesh and blood, and that was the beginning of the end really. I’m not thinking straight. How could I, with this hard-on from hell and images of my daughter’s body fresh in my mind?

I turn and gaze at her, my knees buckling at how sweet and tender she looks. I can’t be mad at her for too long. Suppressing the hurt from finding out she’s no longer a virgin, there’s a far much more pressing matter. There’s no way my Princess is sleeping frustrated tonight. I didn’t know what exactly I was going to do when I put the sleeping pills inside her water. Partly, I had wanted to snoop through her phone without waking her to find out if she’d broken her promise to me. And after seeing that piss-poor performance, there’s no way I can leave this room without making sure that Casey at least got satisfied tonight.

The mere thought of touching her that way disgusts and excites me at the same time.

Casey turns and flips the covers the other way, revealing her prone body in a short, lace, nude teddy. My tiny Princess, barely 5”2, has a slender frame, a handful of breasts, and a pliable body. One of her legs had fallen to the side, revealing her pussy. Her nipples, firm and hard, poke through the night dress, calling out to me. And when she shifts her leg slightly, I see the anal plug glimmering in the moonlight.

My body moves before I’ve thought this through. God, she’s beautiful like this. All spread open and innocent for me. Little by little, the image of her face contorting for Mark as he fucked her is replaced by this priceless imagery.

“My angel…” She seems so ethereal as I kneel in front of her body and lay down, careful not to poke a hole in her bed with my hard cock. I can’t seem to rip my eyes away from her pussy. I want to see more.

I pull her dress up and tuck it under her armpits.

“Fuck!”

She’s breathtaking. Her small hips, creamy skin and curvy waist remind me so much of her mother when we met in college. That first week, we’d fucked until I couldn’t cum anymore. And being an NFL player, I didn’t have any stamina issues with previous lovers and girlfriends. But Casey’s mother had a pussy so tight that no matter how many times we’d fucked, she still gripped me and held on.

I wonder if Casey is the same way… I bet she is.

I push my nose into her pussy and draw in a deep breath. Heat zips through me like heavy lead traveling through my blood and straight to my cock. I’m so fucking hard.

I pull up my daughter’s leg, not stopping. Any moment to backtrack or regret doing this left the moment I smelled her sweet cunt. I have to have a taste.

I let the leg fall to the other side. She’s open for me, hands resting on the outer part of her thighs.

“Oh baby. Mark should have made you cum over and over again. He isn’t the right man for you…” I trace a whisper of a touch along her slit before another finger joins in, spreading both lips open for me. Her pretty pussy is so warm and inviting. Her clit is a small pebble resting between pink flesh and seems to be growing with each passing second. I move closer and run a tongue along her pussy lips. My body shudders at the contact.