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Baby Daddy	By : quinnfabraysmut Category: G through L > Glee Views: 90995 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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“Mmmm…Hi, daddy,” Quinn grunted sleepily, reaching over to turn on her beside lamp, as she felt her father climb into her bed and spoon her.
“Hi, Princess. I was craving my Quinnie. I don’t know what it is, but I feel like I need you even more than usual,” he whispered as he ran his hand up her bare leg up to her hip just below the hem of the very short shorts that hugged her ass.
Quinn always seemed to be turned on because any thought of her daddy made her at least a little wet, but when he was touching her, even if she was still half-asleep at 1am, her arousal spiked.
“I’m glad…maybe it means you’re close to putting a baby in me,” she purred.
“I hope so…shit, you’re so, so sexy, baby. Are you awake? Can I fuck you?” he asked, rubbing his cock against her butt. He had come in naked and hard.
“Put it in me, Daddy. Fuck me,” she begged.
He stuck his hand into the back of her shorts, grabbing her ass cheek and pushing them down at the same time.
He squeezed her ass, and she moaned. Then, he pushed her shorts down her long legs, where she could kick them off.
She spread her legs so one was behind his.
“Here it comes, baby girl. I’m gonna fuck you so hard,” he needlessly warned.
He lined himself up, then put his hand on her warm, creamy stomach that he could see in his mind’s eye. He loved the way it was right now, flat, toned and creamy.
But, he couldn’t wait until it was round, stretched and still creamy.
The thought of his beautiful and extremely fuckable, pregnant teenage daughter spurred him to push in to the hilt, hard.
“Umph,” Quinn grunted as her father slammed into her so hard she shook. She threw off her blankets and pulled her legs closed a bit to get even tighter around her daddy’s cock.
They started bucking into each other in tandem. Russell drove forward while Quinn pushed back as hard as she could.
“Feels so good, Daddy,” Quinn grunted as she hooked her ankle around his leg for the added connection.
“Take off your shirt, baby,” Russell whispered.
With some difficulty, Quinn maneuvered her t-shirt off while keeping his cock inside and without hitting him in the face.
“Squeeze, my tits,” she ordered.
Russell had taken the opportunity wrap Quinn further into his arms when she laid back down completely naked.
He grabbed the inside of each of her tits and kneaded around the nipples.
“I love your tits, baby. They’re gonna be so beautiful when they’re full of milk for our baby,” he said.
“Mmmmm…and sensitive, too,” she said. “I can’t wait for you to suck them and make them feel good when they’re sore.”
He used his hands on her breasts to help him thrust even harder inside of her.
“You’re getting tighter, baby girl. Are you about to squeeze the cum out of my dick?” he asked.
“Yeah, I’m gonna squeeze you so good, Daddy. I want all your seed. You’re getting so far inside me, Daddy. Cum with me,” she grunted.
“Here it comes…” he released in thick ropes of hot semen into her.
“Fuck, you’re so far inside me, Daddy. It feels like it’s going directly into my womb,” she gasped and tightened. She squeezed his whole dick harder than she thought she would at this angle.
Every ridge and vein was pressing into her walls, and it felt amazing.
“Fuck,” Russell panted as he finally stopped painting his daughter’s insides with jizz.
Quinn wasn’t done.
“I need you again, Daddy,” Quinn demanded. “I’m gonna blow you to get you hard again for me.”
She pulled away, feeling his softening dick fall from her pussy with a delicious wet sound.
He rolled on his back, and she turned to kneel beside him.
She started with her hand on his cock while she kissed his cheek. He was coming back around to reality, so she looked him in the eyes and then kissed him, pushing her tongue immediately into his mouth.
“I love you, Daddy. I can feel how wet I was on your dick,” she smirked and increased the speed of her hand up and down.
Then, she moved to keep her promise. Still beside him, she wrapped her mouth around his dick, feeling the stretch of her mouth and moaning at it and the taste.
She moved her hand to his balls, which were exposed for easy access.
“Shit, baby girl. You know just how to take care of me,” he whispered.
She kept her hand on his balls, massaging, rolling and kneading them as she released him from her mouth and looked back into his eyes. “I love touching you here because it’s so smooth and soft but mostly because it’s where your sperm comes from.”
His stomach twisted very pleasantly at her sweetly sexy words.
His cock was by that time lying on his thigh, half hard, and she moved to straddle him.
She placed her pussy on the underside of his cock and moved up and down, spreading their mixed juices all over him, including a couple gentle passes over his balls.
“Shit, this feels good,” she moaned just as he was moaning softly himself.
This was something she’d never done, and it was a different sensation feeling her pussy lips all over him.
It definitely got them both fully ready for another round.
“I want you bent over the bed,” he said.
She jumped up and positioned herself to wait for him.
He got momentarily distracted just watching her bent over, her beautiful tits on display and pretty but hungry eyes gazing at him.
He needed her, and so he stood up and went around the bed to take her.
“You look so hot, bent over waiting for Daddy's cock, Princess.” He grabbed his cock and put it at her entrance, pushing in slowly so he could savor the feeling of her walls as he dragged over them.
He wrapped his arms round her hips and splayed his hands over her abdomen just above her pubic mound and pulled.
He massaged with his fingers and thrust gently but with a sharp push as his pelvis met her ass each time.
“Mmm…I love this,” Quinn panted.
It was the first time they’d been in this position on her bed, too, and it felt very intimate but also very, very dirty with his hands caressing her while he thoroughly fucked her.
He altered his pace so he could grind into her on every inward thrust. As he ground, he gently pushed on her lower stomach.
“My god, that feels so good…keep doing it,” she gasped.
“So good...I love your body, baby girl.”
She began to help by pushing back against him on every other thrust so that half the time she pressed her clit into the bed and half the time she felt his hard hip bones and firm thighs press into her ass pleasingly.
This position also gave them both a slow burn so that they both seemed to last longer than usual.
They joined their bodies together on each thrust and savored it.
Quinn even had tears come to her eyes as she felt closer to her father and thought about what they might be doing right now, making a baby as a product of their love. It was a forbidden love but to her it was beautiful.
Russell heard her sniffle, and leaned over her back, buried to the hilt inside of her.
“Shh, baby girl, I know. I love you, so much, and I can’t wait for you to be the mother of my child,” he whispered and kissed her cheek.
Quinn chuckled because this was really uncharacteristic of their times together. Usually their love was expressed between them as heat and intense fucking, with tenderness before and after only, but right at that moment, emotion was taking over.
“Me too,” she whispered. Then, she shook her head and said, “Go deeper, Daddy, fuck me deeper.”
She loved the emotion, but she really, really loved the dirty, forbidden part of feeling her father’s bare cock fuck her senseless. She knew this heightened emotion during sex wasn’t ever going to be the norm for them, and she liked it that way.
“I feel like I’m gonna explode, baby,” he warned, again needlessly.
She came hard at his words…which surprised her.
Her pussy choking his dick set him off.
“Fuckkkkk!” he tried to stay quiet but couldn’t help the sharp cry as he let out a large load of his cum into his beautiful daughter.
When she felt the hot, gooey fluid shoot into her from the slightly downward angle, she moaned loudly, turning her head to muffle it into her mattress.
She squeezed again. She wasn’t sure if she was having another orgasm or just a continuation of the first, but it didn’t matter because now she was gushing and, if he weren't plugging her so well, she’d have squirted her own juices onto her daddy’s cock.
He bent over her again, laying his forehead on her shoulder, still pulsing his sperm into her.
Finally finishing, he kissed her shoulder, pulled out and fell onto her bed again.
She looked over at him, trying to catch his breath and smiled.
“Are you gonna be able to make it back to bed before Mom notices you’re gone?” she asked cheekily.
“Yeah, just give me a minute,” he panted.
She climbed onto the bed cuddling up to him, laying her cheek on his sweaty, firm chest.
“Take all the time you need, Daddy,” she whispered.

The intimacy and emotion of the night apparently was a sign because the next morning, Quinn felt different. Her father had finally gathered the energy to go back to his own bed, but when she woke up she felt something had changed.
Immediately, she knew what it felt like. It wasn’t anything physical that she could pinpoint, but she suddenly felt pregnant. She knew that it if she was, it was probably an earlier fucking that had done it. After all, every time her father drove into her, he did it with intent to do three things: make himself feel good, make her feel good, and to impregnate her, not necessarily in that order.
But, the heightened emotion and the new feeling just made it all seem like something had changed significantly.
It was different from all the other times she’d felt hopeful from how well her father had fucked her. This was more than optimism. It was a general change in how she felt in her own body.
She jumped up and left in search of her daddy. She found him sitting in a deck chair by the pool, enjoying the morning paper in his bathrobe.
She smiled and went out. She approached him from behind and wrapped her arms around his neck, kissing him on the cheek.
“Where’s Mom?” she asked, head resting on his shoulder.
“She already left for the day. She has some sort of church all-day bazaar or something,” he smiled.
She moved happily around to sit on his lap as he discarded the paper on the patio table. “Why didn’t come get me?” she pouted.
“I did, but you were smiling in your sleep and so peaceful, I didn’t want to wake you. I knew we had plenty of time for this.” He pulled her closer to him by the waist and kissed her on the lips.
“Mmmm…okay. I’m not really upset. I was just teasing. But, I am glad she’s gonna be gone all day. Did you have a hearty breakfast? You’re gonna need it,” she husked.
He kissed her on the neck and replied, “I did…a very hearty breakfast, and it’s been an hour so it’s fully digested. I’m ready to go whenever you are.”
She was running on adrenaline for the moment. She’d eat later.
“Mmmm…I need to tell you something first,” she said, a smile in her voice so he knew that whatever it was, it was good.
“What’s that, baby girl?” he continued peppering her neck and collarbone with open-mouth kisses.
“I felt different this morning when I woke up. Like, very different…like I have a life growing inside me,” she waited for his response.
He abruptly looked up at her.
“Really?” his eyes lit up.
“Really…we should take a test,” she said, biting her lip, smile growing. She didn’t really want to get her hopes up too high, but she really felt like this was it.
“Okay…do you have one in your bathroom still?” he asked.
“Yeah, I do,” she replied.
“Up, up, up...let’s go find out if I’ve finally done my job,” he said practically giddy.
She jumped up and pulled him up with her. She stopped, holding both his hands and said, “Daddy, you always do your job. You fuck me so good, and I know it’ll happen eventually even if I’m not pregnant yet.”
He gave her a tender, lingering kiss on the lips. “Okay, but I really hope this is it.”
“Me too.”
Quinn had never actually taken a pregnancy test. She had a couple sitting in her medicine cabinet, but they always figured they’d know when the time was right.
And, that thinking reinforced their belief that the test would only confirm what they already thought.
When they reached Quinn’s bathroom, Russell leaned against the wall while Quinn got the test and read the directions.
“Do you want to watch me do it?” she asked.
“Do you want me to, or do you want me to wait outside?” he asked.
“I want you here,” she said.
It was strange. It didn’t feel like any sort of kinky desire for her to have her father watch her pee. She just wanted the intimacy of him there as she took the test.
“Okay,” he said quietly and pecked her on the lips.
She walked to the toilet, pulled her shorts and panties down and sat.
He watched her as she placed the test under her and heard the stream hit the stick and run into the toilet. It didn’t feel like a sexual kink for him either. He just felt like he couldn’t leave the room for this.
Once she was done, she laid the test down on the counter and flushed the toilet.
She wiped herself and pulled her shorts back on.
As she washed her hands, her father wrapped his arms around her from behind and they looked into each other’s eyes through the mirror, smiling.
“I have a really good feeling about this, Quinnie,” he said and kissed her shoulder.
“Me too, Daddy,” she said softly as she dried her hands, then turned in his arms.
They looked into each other’s eyes, kissing softly occasionally, as they waited for the three minutes to elapse.
They didn’t even set a timer, but they got so lost in each other that it was easily five minutes before they remembered to look at the test.
Still wrapped in her daddy’s arms, Quinn reached for the stick.
They both looked down at it between them and saw the plus sign indicating Quinn was pregnant.
“You impregnated me,” Quinn said with wonder in her voice.
“I did,” Russell said with equal wonder.
“Kiss me,” Quinn said and dropped the test to the floor, wrapping her arms around Russell’s neck and joining their mouths hard.
Russell squeezed Quinn until their bodies pressed together so tightly there wasn’t a bit of air between them. “I’m gonna fuck you…I need to have my dick inside you,” he breathed against her lips.
“Yes,” she muttered and jumped up on the counter so she could look into her father’s eyes as he fucked her for the first time knowing his baby was inside her.
He pulled her shorts down and stared at her wet, slightly swollen pussy, then placed his finger over her clit to rub it. She pulled her t-shirt off, and he moved his wet finger up to her stomach and spread all his fingers over her sexy belly.
He bent down and kissed all over it…worshipping the part of her body that housed his offspring.
He trailed his kisses up and peppered them over and between her breasts and then her sternum, finally to her mouth, where he kissed her hard, thrusting his tongue inside to tangle with hers.
Meanwhile, just the thought of her carrying his baby, and that it was finally happening, had gotten his cock semi-hard.
She reached down to stroke him. “I want you to fuck me really, really hard. The baby will be okay…you know that. I just need you to show me how much you want me,” she purred into his ear, bringing him to his full erection.
“No problem, baby, you know I want your body…you’re gonna be so, so sexy with a big belly and huge tits. I can’t wait.” He helped her guide his now very hard cock to her pussy.
She stroked him one more time after she brushed her clit with the tip of his dick and then let go when he was finally at her entrance.
“Grab my ass and take me, Daddy. Remind me who my baby’s daddy is,” she said.
She wrapped her legs around his hips to pull him in.
“Fuck!!!” he shouted.
And, then there were no words, only grunts, between them for several minutes.
He squeezed her ass and pistoned into her hard and fast, while her legs helped him go even harder.
He looked down, watching his dick move in and out, stretching her.
“Your cunt looks so good stretching for me,” he grunted.
“It feels so good stretching around your big, thick, powerful cock,” she husked into his ear.
She reached down, one arm around his neck, and cupped his balls.
“This is where our baby came from, Daddy,” she squeezed him gently, “I told you were a stud, big boy.”
Somehow their words were even dirtier now that they had finally gotten what they wanted, and it made him drive into her one more time and release such a large amount of cum into her that eventually he felt like it was pushing him out of her.
She joined her arms around his neck again.
“Fuck, Daddy, you like having your baby in me, don’t you?” she gasped at the amount of semen inside of her, “You’re so masculine and fertile. It’s sexy. I bet if anyone could do it, you’d be able to put another baby in me.”
As usual, that sent her over the edge, and she gushed and squeezed around him.
He kept his dick, which seemingly refused to go soft right then, inside her while he picked her up and carried her to her bed.
“Eek!” she squealed and laughed as her big, strong father picked her up without any trouble, and she tightened her legs around him.
When they both dropped on the bed, still naked, still joined together, he began to thrust again. It was easier this time because of how wet they both were. It also made it feel so much naughtier to feel their combined juices between them.
“Give me another load, Daddy,” she begged. She knew he wouldn’t last as long the second time. She didn’t even care if she got to orgasm again. She just needed to have another tangible reminder of what her daddy had given her.
She couldn’t wait for the next nine months…she knew it would be a smooth pregnancy with all the benefits, larger, more sensitive breasts, raging hormones making her horny, and her Daddy wanting her even more because she looked so sexy carrying his child.
She knew that things like morning sickness and back aches would be minimal for her because, aside from her general athletic body that she knew would help, she just felt lucky.
He fucked her into the mattress, so frenzied, so primal, that she wasn’t even sure at this point if he knew who he was fucking. But, she didn’t care. She knew he was feeling very strong and powerful right then, and she proudly allowed him this moment of selfishness.
She wanted him to feel him use her cunt right now.
“Put another load inside me, Daddy. Use my body,” she whispered.
That made him thrust harder if anything, and soon he was unloading into her.
“Fuck!!!!” he shouted not even remembering they were alone in the house. Right then he just didn’t care.
He had impregnated his sixteen-year-old daughter, and it felt great.
He fell limp once he was finally finished, and she wrapped her arms and legs around him and squeezed.
“You’re such a stud,” she muttered, relaxing her body as they both fell asleep.
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