His Perfect Daughter

Chapter 33

*Later that night.

It's been hours and we still haven't done it yet. A part of me is thankfully because well...the truth is...I'm really scared. I'm scared it might not be enjoyable. I mean, I heard it hurts really bad. Yeah, I did some quick research. Which I regret now. But a part of me keeps growing more and more anxious due to the thrill of it. Does this mean I'm initiating it again?

Hope sat on her bed, deep in thought. That is, until her father entered the room. Now her attention was all on him. Hope tried her best not to smile and get too excited at the fact that he was the one initiating contact this time. Maybe there is hope after all. Well I am Hope.

With his vampiric speed, Niklaus removed Hope's clothing and undergarments, flipping her so she laid on her stomach with her ass up in the air. He admired the sight, lightly pinching her right ass cheek and unzipping his pants with his free hand, letting his massive length rub against her tight twitching asshole.

Why isn't he saying anything? Should I say something? Hope's anxiety began to build up. She decided to remain silent. Hope could feel her father's snake, slithering in between her asshole. He was smearing his precum against her anticipating hole for penetration. I need to break the silence. "Dad?" Hope murmured, her cheek against the bed covers.

After a few seconds, Niklaus concluded Hope was ready. He massaged her quivering hole, almost sucking his index finger in, and spread it apart with his thumb; wasting no time, he slammed his enormous cock into his daughter's tight asshole, which started to clench tightly against his cock. He welcomed the delicious tightness, groaning a bit.

While he felt pleasure, Hope felt pain, unimaginable pain. She expected it to be painful, but not this painful. It was almost as if he was rearranging her guts. This is bad. This is really bad. He won't respond. What's wrong with him?? I don't understand. Hope slowly sobbed, shutting her eyes, and sucking her bottom lip to distract herself from the scotching and painful heat. Her ass was on fire.

Something was off. Niklaus noted. As he smelled the air. Salt. Tears. Hope's tears. He deduced. This only seemed to arouse him more. Niklaus dug his nails into her left ass cheek and held her hip with his right, plowing into her with his thick shaft.

Hope wondered when it would end, as she tried her best to kept her breathing in tact and her mind else where. This is a nightmare. This has to be. Dad would never hurt me. Hope repeated in her head, trying to convince herself. Suddenly, it happened. She gasped with a soft and gratifying moan. She felt it. It was electrifying. He hit a sweet spot. He seemed to take the hint as he slammed in and out of the same spot. Hope tried to silence her moans, biting into her bottom lip, as he began to rock her hips, speeding up.

He wasn't sure if Hope was doing it on purpose or not, but she seemed to be stuffing her moans in. This wouldn't do for him. Niklaus slowly leaned backwards against her bed covers, positioning Hope on top of him, reverse cowgirl. He drove his massive cock right back in her, pushing her hips up and down in a hectic motion.

The position made her insides feel strange. As if he was poking into her. But the foreign feeling subsided and Hope once again felt the stimulating sensation, as her hips moved frantically, out of her control. She fought her best, trying to hold her moans back, but she surrender to bliss. Hope's mental state slowly withered away, as she moaned, drool slipping from the corners of her lips; putting all her weight on the palms of her hands that glued to her father's torso.

Niklaus halted for a second, twisting Hope's hips around so she was now face him. He admired the messy state he put his daughter in, her eyes disoriented yet filled with lust, her visible drool, and her perfect breasts rising and failing, as she tried to catch her breath. He gave it minute before he shoved his cock back into her bruised hole, caving in and trapping him in. The incredible tightness, every single time he slid in and out of her hole, it almost made him cum.

Hope's legs began to feel heavy and she felt something build within her, as if she needed to pee. She pressed her palms against her father's chest, hovering over him, and gazed into his dark ocean blue-green eyes. Then she noticed it. If it weren't for her foggy state, she would have thought it was just desire, but it looked as if he was drunk as well. She was about to comment on it until he started pounding into her asshole, thrashing around, and stirring her insides. She leaned her head back, letting out a scream. Hope's pussy finally gave out, squirting all over his cock. Her father continued plowing into her as Hope tried her best to keep herself in position despite her exhaustion.

He felt an eruption waiting to explode, as Niklaus locked his arms around Hope's back, and thrust his hips forward, plunging in and out of her spasming hole. Due to this, he felt Hope lean forward, her breasts shaking against his chest, and her asshole begin to tighten due to the the continued intrusion. That simple move undid him, as he spilled his seed inside her beaten and used hole, holding her hips tightly in place.

After what felt like hours, he finally let her go, leaving her bedroom. Hope rolled onto her bed covers, and laid on her stomach, too exhausted to move, too exhausted to shower, too exhausted to do anything, but sleep. She didn't even want to think about what had transpired nor did she realize the tears rolling down her cheeks as she shut her eyes.