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Daddy Likes It Rough And Brutal: 4 Books Of Filthy Hot Incest

Copyright, Kim Clove, All Rights Reserved

These are works of fiction. All characters are 18 years or older.

My Daughter, My Cock Whore

Kim Clove

Copyright, 2017, All Rights Reserved

This is a work of fiction. The characters in my stories are 18 years or older.

She was eighteen years old and I wanted her the moment I caught sight of her playing with herself in her old bedroom. She was home for the week, being that it was her university’s fall break, and it was around nine in the evening. I was downstairs in my study, and I heard a sudden loud moan. I knew it wasn’t from my daughter – oh no, that would be unheard of.

What I realized was that she must have been watching a dirty video and accidentally had left the volume on. Sure enough, after sneaking upstairs and down the hallway to her room, I gently cracked open the door and saw her perfect figure illuminated by her laptop screen. She had the volume muted of course, but the video on display was absolutely filthy. An older man plowing an innocent looking whore around the age of twenty I’m sure, and I suddenly had vivid images in my mind of the man being replaced with myself, and the woman being replaced with my daughter.

I stared at my daughter’s slight bush as she rubbed the clit beneath it, her fingers appearing wet in the illumination of the screen. My cock hardened instantly, and I watched her for what felt like twenty minutes but must have truly only been twenty seconds. I was rigid then; my cock hard as steel, and I knew I had to have her before anyone else did, unless perhaps it was too late.

And now three weeks later she was back home for the weekend, while her mother happened to be out of town on a family trip. I was home, working a bit from the office, and she came home one night after being out with her friends. She seemed loose and happy, and she walked into my study and began to hug and kiss me on the cheek.

“Did I ever tell you you’re the best daddy ever?” She asked me.

“Why, I think you have many times.” I put my hand on her waist. She shuddered slightly. “What’s gotten into you?” I asked.

She moved in closer and her eyes began to water. “Daddy, I need some money. Maybe two thousand dollars cash.”


“I just want to put down a deposit on a new car.”

“Well why not ask me for the whole thing? I’ll gladly buy you a car, honey. You’re my sweetheart and I know you’ve had that piece of junk hand-me-down for far too long.”

Her eyes lit up like it was Christmas. She hugged me tight and leaned in close, kissing my cheek. “What can I do for you, daddy?”

“What could you do?” I asked.

She looked confused, as if she had expected me to say “Nothing.”

“I mean… What do you want?”

I was a little buzzed from the champagne I’d been sipping on all evening. Work had been stressful and I’d needed to try and ease my mind off of it… As well as filthy thoughts about my daughter. But now the alcohol had a reverse effect as far as my daughter went, with her being next to me and kissing me, and with my hand stroking her bare waist below her crop top.

“Honey… I saw you playing with yourself a few weeks ago.” I said, feeling confident. I didn’t know what had come over me.


“You want that new car, I’d like to see you play with yourself again.” My voice shook a bit. Had I made a mistake?

“Daddy… Um… I don’t know what to say.”

“Do you want the car or don’t you?”

“Yes.” She trembled.

“Get on your back there on the carpet. Pull your shorts down and show me your cunt.” I said sternly, putting on the strict father act. I figured maybe she’d like a little domination. The older man in the video had surely been dominating that whore he’d been fucking. Maybe my daughter would enjoy being dominated by me, I figured.

“Daddy, that’s so filthy. Are you serious?” She giggled nervously. “You know,” she rambled. “I’ve been looking for a boyfriend for a while but I couldn’t find any. It seems like I kept comparing them to you.”

“What do you mean?”

“No man is as good as you.”

“I’m no good man.” I said.

“Yes you are.”

My voice quivered. “I just asked my own blood daughter to show me her cunt and play with herself in front of me. I don’t think a good man would do such a filthy thing.”

“Daddy, I understand. I look just like mom.”

“But younger.”

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