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Note: Very, very AU, plot by mymyself19, smut by me.
Warning Note: Russell's lust for Quinn begins when she's 13, but he doesn't embrace it until 14.
Russell just wanted Quinn to be a strong individual.
He just wanted to be a good father.
But, it was becoming increasingly difficult when his little girl was turning into a gorgeous, sexy woman.
At 14, even before she’d hit puberty full force, Quinn had made the full transformation.
And, Russell hated himself less than he should for lusting after her.
***
Quinn had not had what you could call a normal childhood, but she had grown up in a safe environment, with his father’s support and affection
And, there was the quietness that Lima provided.
All in all, Quinn had had a happy childhood.
Russell had provided everything Quinn needed.
He was extremely protective and taught her, by example, loyalty and toughness.
He took his job as a father very seriously.
He didn’t care that people wondered why he was single still.
He simply wasn’t interested.
He let them believe he was still mourning the loss of his wife, though.
If anybody asked, he simply told them he was focused on raising his daughter.
His daughter was his world, and he didn’t have time for anyone else.
His little girl’s smile always made any doubts melt away.
But, really those questions were few and far between.
He was a prominent, upstanding citizen, and most people viewed him as such.
Over time, though, things changed.
At some undefined point, Russell began to see his daughter as something other than his little girl.
He began to view her as a woman, a woman he wanted to touch in a way a daughter should never be touched by her father.
***
Quinn had just turned 13 when subtle shifts began to occur.
Russell was proud of how well he had raised Quinn, but now he began to occasionally take notice of Quinn’s changing body.
And, his body’s reaction was less than fatherly.
And, at first he hated himself for it.
No one could deny that Quinn was beginning her transition into womanhood.
Her breasts and butt were becoming curvier instead of their past flatness.
Her hips were flaring into a feminine shape.
Still, Russell felt guilty for not only noticing but staring, and staring lustfully, when Quinn’s growing feminine sensuality struck him.
He began to imagine things.
He imagined what it would be like to have Quinn’s equally lustful gaze on him.
Or what it would be like to casually touch Quinn, fingers lingering on her creamy thigh just a little too long.
It was driving him insane.
Quinn, on the other hand, took all her body’s changes in stride.
And, then there was what was happening inside of her, the hormones.
Everyone’s hormones erupted at puberty, and most people hated it.
Quinn loved it.
Quinn was a smart girl. She knew what she felt and had expected it.
The internet and Santana had prepared her.
Her father really couldn’t help her. He had no idea how to talk to a girl about her changing body and the feelings that came with them.
At least, that’s what she thought.
She paid close attention to locker room talk, too.
And, while her friends talked about their ideal man, or in Santana’s case ideal girl, Quinn realized she knew exactly who her ideal man was.
While her friends talked about which celebrities and high school boys had the best abs, nicest hair, or whatever caught their fancy that week, Quinn knew someone who could hold her interest permanently.
Her father.
Her father was in extremely good shape. She frequently watched as he worked out in their home gym, doing crunches or slamming a punching bag.
Her father was handsome with blonde hair and gorgeous hazel eyes, just like hers, and those suits that displayed his sculpted body.
Besides that, he took such good care of her.
Most importantly, Russell Fabray was a real man.
And when she realized her feelings for her father, she wasn’t grossed out.
It filled her with warmth.
She was one hundred percent, totally, madly, and deeply in love with her father.
And if her father had taught her anything, it was that if you want something, you do whatever was necessary in order to get it.
So, she put her seduction plan into action.
She’d seen the way her father watched her.
How his eyes would linger on her breasts.
How he gulped that first time she came downstairs in her new cheerleading uniform.
How he was losing the battle with his growing feelings.
She was patient but assertive, pushing but not too far.
She had to be sure.
She had to win, though. She had to have him.
It was the Fabray way.
Meanwhile, poor Russell was struggling.
Every day that passed, he sank further in his lust and love for his daughter.
She was always present, even when she wasn’t there physically.
Images of her hips swaying and her thighs peeking out from her cheerleading skirt always danced around his brain.
It was maddening, simply because he wanted her so much but knew he could never have her.
And, he couldn’t talk to anyone because… well, he just couldn’t.
He bounced back and forth in his head between guilt and acceptance, resolve to stay away from her and resolve to have her.
Finally, he couldn’t deny it any longer.
He had fallen in love.
He was in love with his daughter.
Somewhere along the line, his lust had grown to full blown love.
He still wanted her body, but now he also wanted her to be his and for him to be hers, completely and forever.
He had never felt this way before.
Judy was the mother of his child, and for that he had loved her.
But the all-encompassing passion of romance novels and movies had not been there with Judy.
What he felt for Quinn, though, went beyond anything he believed was possible.
That need for closeness, that burning ardor when she was near, that despairing hopelessness whenever they were apart.
He was doomed.
He had to hold off, though. He couldn’t tell Quinn how he felt. She would never return his feelings, and it might ruin their relationship forever.
Being her daddy had to be enough.
***
As hard as he tried though, it was futile.
He was touching himself in the solitude of his bedroom after spending any amount of time with Quinn.
After a year of this, something had to give.
And it gave spectacularly.
Quinn, unbeknownst to Russell, had been trying to break him.
She’d touch him a little more lingeringly and closer and closer to his crotch.
She wore tops with more and more cleavage and skirts that grew shorter and shorter by the week until they barely covered her ass.
And, she fingered herself to sleep almost every night thinking of her father’s cock instead of her fingers.
He still seemed oblivious.
They were masturbating to thoughts of each other in neighboring bedrooms.
Madness indeed.
Desperate, Quinn went to Santana for some sisterly advice.
If her friend with a rock for a heart could snag the nicest girl she had ever met, maybe she could give Quinn some good advice.
Quinn had been afraid at first to confess to Santana her attraction for her father.
She didn’t feel guilty, but she wasn’t sure Santana would see it the way she did.
And Santana had muttered strings of obscenities but in the end gave Quinn her full support.
It turned out she already knew, and she was mad she had to interrupt her sweet lady kisses with Brittany for a heart-to-heart about shit she already knew.
But family was family, and Santana never faltered in her loyalty.
Santana told Quinn to pull her head out of her ass and go after what she wanted.
That’s all the advice she gave before leaving to go back to Brittany.
Santana’s advice gave her the last push she needed.
“I’m Quinn Fabray. I love Russell Fabray, and he’s gonna be mine. I’ll do whatever it takes,” she whispered to herself and went about getting him.
She had had enough.
She was 14 years old, damn it! And, it was time to stop playing games.
***
When she arrived home, she steeled herself for what she was about to do.
She took a couple of deep breaths and opened the door.
The sound of the baseball game on the television told her that her dad was home.
She entered the living room and just looked at him for a second.
Before she would lose her courage, she focused on her task.
Resolutely, she took the remote from her father’s hand and turned the TV off.
Before Russell could respond, Quinn straddled him and covered his mouth with her hand, preventing him from speaking.
“Daddy, I need to tell you something, and I need you to hear me out before you speak,” Quinn said with a shaky voice.
She was nervous but determined.
He nodded.
“Okay.” She steadied herself and removed her hand. “Daddy… I love you.”
He smiled.
“And, I don’t mean just as a father,” she continued. Her determination was growing as his facial expression encouraged her. “I’m in love with you. I want to be with you, as in kiss you, have sex with you, and be yours completely and forever.
“And, Daddy, I’ve seen the way you look at me, so I’m pretty sure it’s not one-sided. You want me as much as I want you.”
Suddenly, what was happening hit Russell.
Quinn was coming onto him, telling him that she felt what he felt for her.
“Daddy, I know it’s wrong and people won’t understand,” Quinn’s words pulled him out of his thoughts. “But, I can’t help it. I love you, Daddy; I want to be with you and nobody else. And, I don’t feel guilty. I just need you.”
By this point, Quinn was deflating. He was hardly reacting. In fact, his smile had turned to a dazed expression.
Seeing the worried look on her face, Russell shook himself from the stupor.
“Baby, baby. Hey, look at me.” Russell took Quinn’s face in his hands, pulling her eyes up to look directly into his.
“I love you, too. I’m so in love with you.”
It took her a moment to process that he’d really said it.
Her father was looking at her the way a man is supposed to look at his wife.
Beaming wide, she wrapped her arms around her father’s neck and leaned her forehead on his.
Neither of them could talk right then, so they just took each other in.
Finally, Quinn husked “Daddy, kiss me.”
This would be her first kiss ever, and it was going to be with her father.
She hoped it would be the first in a long line of kisses, and more, for the rest of their lives.
Russell was still reeling.
All his fantasies were coming true.
His daughter was straddling him, practically draped over him, asking him to kiss her.
He couldn’t think of anything better.
So, he did the only thing he could do and kissed her… tenderly and deeply.
Fireworks don’t begin to describe what happened in that kiss.
But, simply put, it was what they were made to do.
It was so wrong… but, oh, so good.
They knew it was going to be hard.
They would encounter a lot of obstacles.
But, they were worth it.
***
Their relationship escalated quickly.
Their kiss turned to a full on make out session, tongues and teeth clashing with pure and raw need.
Now that they had opened the door, there was no going back.
Quinn ground her hips down onto his crotch, and she could feel her father’s erection against her spanks.
She moaned, deep and guttural, at the feeling.
Pulling away from the kiss, both of them stared at each other, panting.
They came to a silent agreement.
They weren’t ready to go all the way.
Yet.
***
The next few months were a blur.
They were blissfully in love, like a newlywed couple.
Now they could express themselves freely, in their own home at least.
They kissed and they groped.
The only problem was stopping.
More than once, they found themselves teetering on the edge of giving in fully to their primal needs.
Quinn stopped wearing panties at home because she was so wet all the damn time that it was a waste.
Russell was permanently hard.
After the initial silent agreement, they had verbally agreed to wait to have sex.
They certainly wanted to rip each other’s clothes off all the time, but they thought it would be more special if they waited for just the right time.
However, they weren’t counting on the passion their romance had ignited.
They couldn’t keep their hands off each other.
They were like magnets, attracting each other with brutal force.
Finally, they had to compromise. Still no sex, but they could do other stuff.
It didn’t help extinguish their fire.
Their steaming make out sessions progressed to nasty blowjobs and Russell licking Quinn to oblivion.
Quinn regularly woke to her father’s head between her legs to make sure she thought of him all day at school.
During many business calls, Russell was distracted by his daughter’s mouth latched onto his balls.
They were so hungry for each other that any unavoidable separation had them attacking each other at the front door of their home as soon as they were both inside.
They were so needy for each other; they decided to move in together in their own way.
Quinn moved into the master bedroom.
Of course, seeing and feeling each other’s bodies at night didn’t help.
They did everything they could to spend as much time together, just the two of them, as possible.
Weekends were their heaven. They disappeared from the world outside and just focused on each other. Clothes were left behind and they only separated to eat.
But still, they never crossed that line, and they needed more.
***
They decided Quinn’s 15^th birthday would be the day.
Russell Fabray was 38.
The day before, they were in the kitchen having breakfast, and Quinn looked at him and needed him right then.
She unbuttoned her father’s pants and took his soft penis into her mouth.
Russell let out a loud moan as she sucked him hard.
Quinn bobbed up and down on his cock, and he couldn’t help but thrust into her mouth once.
“Baby, oh god. You are so good at that. You take Daddy’s cock so deep.”
At his words, Quinn moaned long and loud, sending vibrations through her father’s cock and making him cum hard into her throat.
She swallowed as much as she could, but there was so much!
She loved the taste of her father’s dick and his cum.
With her finger, Quinn gathered the little bit of Russell’s semen that had escaped her mouth and licked it off her finger.
She stood.
“I need to go change my panties before leaving. Sucking you makes me so wet daddy,” Quinn said casually as if she were telling him she was taking a math test that day.
“I can’t wait for tomorrow,” he panted.
She leaned down and kissed him hard; shoving her tongue in his mouth, just long enough to make him want more.
“I can’t wait for you to shove that big cock of yours into your virgin daughter and make her scream,” Quinn growled in his ear while palming his twitching balls.
“Baby, I want to make you mine finally.” He ran his finger over her damp panties over her pussy. “I think you like that idea very much.”
Quinn nodded and bucked against her daddy’s fingers as they drove her wild.
“Daddy, I’m yours already. Make me come. Please.”
Kissing her hard, he pushed her panties aside and, plunged his finger into her.
He quickly found the spot that always made her scream.
She screamed.
“I’ll probably have to be excused from class to take care of myself more than once from just thinking about what you’re going to do to me tomorrow,” Quinn said before she left the kitchen to change before Santana came to get her.
“Damn.” Russell realized he was going to have to go to his meeting with the hard on he’d gotten from fingering Quinn.
He didn’t have time to take care of it.
Their innocent peck turned into a tongue swirling make out session at the door, and only Santana fake gagging pulled them apart.
***
“Good morning, baby,” Russell whispered as he nuzzled Quinn’s cheek.
She was still asleep, but he was going to change that really soon.
He parted her pussy lips with his finger, rubbing between them.
He knew she was very sensitive, and it would likely wake her.
It did.
“What are you doing down there, hmm?” Quinn smiled as she came out of her pleasant dreams to find that they were at least partly real.
The dreams were a lot dirtier, but she knew that wouldn’t be true for long.
“I’m giving you a preview of your day. Happy birthday, beautiful,” Russell said, giving his daughter and lover a tender kiss.
“Is that so? What are you planning?” she smirked.
“Well… I thought we could go to your old en-suite bathroom and take advantage of that big tub for a bath together… then, some breakfast. Then... well, let’s just say my cock will be very busy,” he said.
“Mmmm… I love the sound of that. And, when do I get to have that huge dick in my pussy, huh?” she asked.
“Whenever you want it, baby girl… whenever you want it. And, I don’t plan on denying it to you ever again for the rest of our lives,” he said, still stroking her body.
Thighs…
Pussy…
Stomach…
She was so sexy.
“And, you’re gonna cum inside me, right?” she asked.
“Of course I am,” he replied, and leaned down to kiss her deeply, morning breath be damned.
He loved the taste of his girl’s mouth.
“Mmmm… it’ll be practice for when you get me pregnant,” Quinn hummed.
Quinn had done a lot of research about having sex before she’d had her first period.
They obviously didn’t really want a child at this point, and right now they didn’t have to worry about it.
When she had her first period, they’d figure out how to deal with it.
“Fuck, Princess, you’re gonna make me want to take you right now with that talk,” Russell growled against her neck where he was giving her the first of many hickies that day.
“Mmmm… can we take the bath first?” she asked. “I want to be absolutely clean for you.”
“Baby, you’re so sexy, and you always smell so good… but, of course, we can. We’ll do whatever you want, especially today,” he said.
He stood and helped Quinn out of bed.
Quinn wrapped her arms around Russell’s neck, her body flush to his.
He palmed and squeezed her ass.
They were both naked because they were gluttons for punishment and always slept naked.
But, this time they didn’t have to wait much longer before they could really take advantage of their nudity.
“Do you want me to carry you?” Russell smiled. “The bath’s already drawn, actually.”
“Yes. Let’s go so the water doesn’t get cold on us,” Quinn bounced on her feet.
Russell swooped her into his arms and carried her into the bathroom of Quinn’s old room.
He gently put her on her feet so she could climb in herself.
He climbed in behind her and pulled her as close to him as possible.
“Shit, you’re already hard for me,” she murmured.
“Haven’t you noticed? I’m always hard for you,” he replied.
Russell picked up a loofah and began to wash his girl.
“I’m going to pamper you, baby. Just relax,” he said.
He ran the loofah in roughly the same path his hand had traveled in the bed.
Over her breasts and thighs… down to her pussy.
Over her hips.
“Sit up a little, baby. I’ll get your back,” he requested.
She sat up, and he ran the loofah down her back to where her ass met the floor of the tub.
He lingered where the crack of her ass began.
“Fuck,” she said through a shiver.
“Sensitive there, too, huh?” he asked.
“Yep,” she answered.
“Good to know,” he chuckled.
“What’s playing in that dirty mind of yours?” Quinn asked as she settled back against her father’s chest.
“Oh… something that involves my tongue… and maybe the tip of my cock,” he said, lips against her ear.
“Shit, I need you,” she breathed. “Let’s get out. Fuck breakfast. We’ll eat after I get your cum inside my pussy.”
“You know, for a 15-year-old, you’ve got a pretty dirty mouth,” Russell teased.
“What 15-year-old girl, besides me, do you know who can’t wait to have her father’s penis inside of her… and knows she’s gonna get it?” she retorted.
“Point taken… and, for the record, I love your dirty mouth,” Russell responded, standing up and helping her out of the bath with a towel ready for her to dry off with.
As soon as the towel was wrapped around her, he tilted her head back so he could kiss her again.
“Are you ready?”
“More than ready,” she answered and quickly made her way back to their bedroom.
By the time Russell caught up with her, she was naked in the bed, legs bent and spread.
She was rubbing her clit, pulling it out of its hiding place to peek out, expectant.
“Shit… Quinn, I want to be gentle with you so it doesn’t hurt, but you’re making it hard not to just fuck you senseless,” Russell said, his breath becoming erratic with his arousal.
He was rapidly losing his control.
Quinn raised herself up onto her knees to look into her daddy’s eyes.
She placed her hands tenderly over his neck.
“I love you… so much for that, Daddy. You treat me like a princess, but I’m not gonna break. Just put this—” she wrapped one hand around his hard cock, “inside my pussy gently and let me adjust. But, then I want you to fuck me so hard, all day that I probably won’t be able to do it again for days.”
“Are you sure?” he swallowed. “I don’t want to hurt you.”
“Yeah… besides, we’ve done so much already. You’ve had three fingers inside me… a lot. So, I don’t think it’ll take much for me to be comfortable,” she said.
Russell groaned… this was not helping with his restraint.
So, before he really did just put his dick inside her without care, he kissed Quinn hard and pushed her gently down onto the bed, following and draping his body over her.
His chest flattened her tits.
“I’m gonna put it in,” Russell whispered against her lips as he brushed his fingers over her pussy.
“Give me your dick,” Quinn whispered back immediately.
Russell kissed her again because he wanted to but also to distract her from the discomfort he assumed she’d have.
“Fuck!”
He couldn’t help the exclamation.
As soon as his cock penetrated Quinn, he was in ecstasy.
It was even better than he’d expected.
But, he had to make sure Quinn was okay, so as soon as he had broken through her final barrier and was buried inside her to the hilt, he did so.
“Does it hurt, baby?” Russell asked quietly against her ear.
He kissed it to punctuate his concern.
“It did for a second, but it’s going away now… your cock feels so good, Daddy,” she said on an exhale.
“Baby, your pussy’s indescribable,” he breathed.
“You can keep going now, Daddy… stretch me… fuck me… please!” she pleaded.
He placed his forehead on the pillow next to her head, as close as possible, and pulled his hips back so he could thrust in again.
“Fuck, I feel every inch of your cock… it’s divine,” Quinn said, awed by how great being this connected to her father was.
She moved her arms from around his neck to palm his taut ass.
“Fuck!” he gasped as he felt Quinn’s soft hands squeeze his ass and pull him back into her.
“Harder, Daddy… do me,” she pleaded again.
“Shit. Okay, Princess. Here goes,” he replied.
From that moment, he no longer worried about being gentle.
He pulled back, with Quinn’s hands still on his ass, and then bucked hard into her.
“Fuck!” Quinn said on a puff of air that her father had knocked out of her with the force of his thrust. “Just like that, Daddy… again.”
He repeated his motion, pulling back slowly, and then slamming back into Quinn’s pussy with her help.
Over and over, Russell pulled almost all the way out, feeling his cock sliding along Quinn’s pussy walls, then slamming back inside.
And, Quinn moaned louder and louder and began writhing and squeezing her pussy even tighter around his cock.
Finally, Quinn was ready to come.
“Paint my cunt, Daddy… I want to feel your cum,” she whined.
“Fuck!” Russell gasped and slammed one more time into Quinn.
His balls twitched, and his dick swelled.
Quinn felt her father’s cock grow inside her pussy, and it tipped her over the edge to her steadily building orgasm.
Her pussy convulsed around his dick at the same time as he finally released his seed inside of his teenage daughter, his one true love.
Quinn’s pussy was practically fused to his dick inside of it, and Russell fused their mouths together, too.
He kissed her, swirling his tongue with hers, even though Quinn herself was unable to concentrate.
Finally, all of Russell’s semen was inside of Quinn’s pussy, and she relaxed.
“Wow… that was amazing, Daddy,” Quinn panted. “Even better than I expected.”
His dick was still inside of her, softening but still so good.
She finally returned his kiss.
“Can we do it again?” she asked.
Russell chuckled.
“Baby, now that we’ve done it once, I have every intention of doing this as much as possible from now on,” he said.
Quinn smiled.
They did, though, decide they needed nourishment if they were going to have as much sex as they planned to that day.
Quinn sat on Russell’s lap as they ate oatmeal and whole wheat toast for the carbs.
Quinn was an experienced athlete and knew what they needed to keep their energy up.
As soon as Quinn was finished with her food, practically gulped down really, she was on her knees with Russell’s dick in her mouth.
She tasted a hint of her own juices on it, and it made her moan.
The vibrations it caused went through Russell’s whole body, and immediately his cock was hard inside of Quinn’s mouth.
“I’ll never get tired of feeling you grow hard in my mouth,” Quinn said as she began stroking the shaft of his cock.
She licked his balls on one side, then the other.
“Damn, you’re a miracle worker with that tongue,” Russell said through his last bite.
As soon as he’d swallowed, he took hold of Quinn’s arms and lifted her to her feet.
“Ride your daddy’s cock,” he ordered.
He knew she wanted to.
“In your easy chair. This chair is too unsteady,” she said pulling him up and into the living room. “I don’t plan to be gentle.”
She pushed him down into the chair when they got to it and didn’t even give him a chance to settle before she was all over him.
With her knees on either side of his ass, she rutted her spread pussy lips up and down the underside of his cock.
“Sit on my dick,” Russell gasped.
He was starting to hurt in a way he knew Quinn was going to soothe in the best way possible.
“Gladly,” she replied.
She lifted up, took hold of his dick—
He gasped again.
Then, she slowly but steadily sank down on it, stretching her pussy until her ass was resting against his balls.
Then, because she was completely over any discomfort having her father’s cock inside her pussy gave her, she began to rock, hard, back and forth, his dick buried as far as it could go inside of her.
“Your cock is hitting me all the way inside… it feels so good,” she panted.
Brushing Russell’s balls with each movement, Quinn continued to rock back and forth, making the chair creak under their weight.
Even though Quinn was really riding him hard, Russell finally needed to take more control.
He wrapped his arms around Quinn and stood up.
“Eek!” she squeaked and laughed as he spun around and put her in the chair, dick still in her pussy.
With her head against the back of the chair and her ass at the edge of the seat, he pounded and pounded into her pussy.
“Fuck!” she screamed and squeezed his cock and gushed with an intense orgasm.
Her daddy taking control like that turned her on, for sure. She definitely liked it.
“Give me your load, Daddy,” she grunted, still squeezing and gushing.
His balls twitched, with his dick still submerged in his daughter’s wetness, and he shot a huge load inside of her pussy.
His freshly deflowered daughter’s pussy.
“Shit… that was hot,” Quinn panted as he simply leaned over her, his dick still twitching in her cunt.
Finally he took a deep breath and pulled out.
They both moaned as they watched their mixed juices leak out of her onto the chair.
“I guess we need to get that cleaned,” she chuckled.
“Nah… we’ll just cover it with a throw or something when people are here. I want to be reminded of your tight pussy when I go to sit down,” he said, breathing heavily still.
He was sitting on the couch by this time, exhausted but knowing he’d be ready to go again soon.
Within ten minutes, after Quinn brought her father’s body back to life with kisses and touches all over it, Quinn was being fucked into the nearest wall.
They soon lost count of their orgasms and didn’t stop until far into the night.
“Your cock is amazing, Daddy,” Quinn mumbled against Russell’s chest as she fell asleep.
***
After her birthday, true to his word, Russell was never reluctant to give Quinn what she wanted, and what she wanted was his dick.
Three months later, though, the inevitable happened.
Quinn had her period.
When the pain of it subsided, Quinn was ready for sex again.
Russell brought home condoms for the night.
But, the first time Russell pushed into Quinn’s pussy with his dick covered by a condom, they knew it wouldn’t do.
“No, Daddy. Pull out, please. It doesn’t feel right. I need to feel you bare,” Quinn said.
“You’re right… we’ll go to the doctor and get you the pill.”
“I’ll give you a blowjob instead,” Quinn said and proceeded to give him her nastiest blowjob yet.
It involved fucking herself with her fingers, then bringing them, wet, to spread the juice all over his balls.
She swallowed all he could give her.
The next day they went to the nearest urgent care clinic and got a prescription.
Two days later, Quinn was stomach down, ass up on the bed as her father pounded into her pussy from behind.
Russell had already fucked her against the front door when she arrived home.
“Fuck me—”
“Fuck me—”
“Fuck me—” Quinn chanted on every thrust of Russell’s dick.
Quinn’s legs were spread wide.
Russell, holding himself up with his hands, was snapping his hips like a porn star.
“Shit, I missed your cunt,” Russell grunted as he concentrated on watching Quinn’s pussy lips stretch and feeling his dick sliding inside her.
“Your cock feels even bigger like this,” Quinn responded breathlessly.
The bed was creaking, and the headboard was banging with the force of Russell’s thrusts.
And, finally, he couldn’t hold off any more.
Quinn’s pussy was beginning to squeeze even tighter anyway, so he knew she’d follow soon after if he couldn’t get her to orgasm before he did.
With one more snap of his hips, he unloaded his balls deep inside Quinn.
And, her pussy did, indeed, squeeze and gush all over his dick almost immediately after feeling the first warmth of his cum.
From this angle, Quinn’s pussy felt like a bucket being filled by a hose. The pressure she felt from Russell’s spray of cum inside of her was that intense.
“Fuck… so good,” she panted as Russell pulled back and out of her.
He immediately swiped his tongue through her pussy lips, catching their mixed juices overflowing from her.
“Ready to go again?” he asked, as he pressed his body onto Quinn’s from behind, kissing her shoulder, then her ear.
“Fuck, yeah…” she responded.
She rolled over when he lifted himself up.
“It looks like you might need some help, though,” she smiled.
She liked bringing Russell’s erection back with her tongue.
It was much more rewarding, and tasty, than just watching it grow as he stared at her body.
What was the fun in that?
So, as Russell knelt on the bed, still huffing and puffing from their already strenuous activities, Quinn laid on her stomach again and took his soft cock in her mouth.
“Mmmmmm…” she moaned long and loud at the taste and feel of his dick on her tongue.
She always loved it. It was hard and soft, rigid and smooth, at the same time.
And, as she flattened her tongue on the underside to bob up and down on it, she anticipated it growing and hardening in her mouth.
She knew she’d feel it all the way down to her pussy.
She brushed her fingers over his balls and then squeezed one, then the other.
“I love your balls… they’re so pretty and feel so nice,” Quinn murmured as she moved to kiss up and down Russell’s dick, holding it with her other hand.
“Fuck,” Quinn’s words had Russell coming back to life.
So, Quinn took his cock back into her mouth to feel it.
And, she moaned again as, sure enough, the tip of Russell’s dick brushed against the roof of her mouth as it stiffened and grew.
“Shit, I think I just had an orgasm,” she gasped.
She looked down.
Her pussy had, definitely, left a spot on the sheet.
And, she had definitely felt it convulse.
“I didn’t know that was possible,” she smiled as she looked back up at her father, who was shaking himself from lust haze from watching and feeling his daughter suck him off, sexy naked ass on display.
“Oh, it’s possible, and I’m gonna give you another one or three shortly,” he growled as he spun and around and hovered over Quinn again.
She barely had time to turn over before he was molding his body to hers.
His hips flush to her hips, pressing.
His broad chest pressed down on her breasts.
“Shit,” she said with a little cry at the spark it sent through her nipples.
They were faced the wrong way on the bed, but they didn’t notice.
“Lift my leg over your shoulder and give it to me hard,” Quinn said after their tongues effectively fucked each other’s mouths for a good long time.
“Your wish is my command,” Russell answered.
He got up on his knees and pulled her leg straight up in the air, rested on his shoulder.
“Wow, you’re flexible,” he said. “And so pretty.”
“You mean my pussy is pretty,” she smirked.
He was staring directly at her exposed pussy.
“Yeah…” he looked up and into her eyes unabashedly. “But… baby, every part of you is pretty.”
“Thank you, Daddy. And, every part of you is handsome… especially your dick.”
She smirked again.
Because it was true.
They were completely serious.
On a completely physical level, their favorite parts of each other’s bodies were their genitals.
They weren’t just tools to feel good. They were visually attractive.
“Now… put it in me and make me feel it for days,” Quinn said.
Russell didn’t bother to respond but simply lined his dick up with Quinn’s hole and drove it home.
Again, he used his amazing lower body strength and snapped his hips hard into Quinn.
Their pelvises slapped together, making a loud noise that echoed in the room.
Smack…
Smack…
Smack…
“Fuck!” Quinn screamed.
“You like that? Are you feeling it?” Russell asked.
“Yes! Fuck. All the way to my cervix!!!” Quinn screamed almost as loud.
He paused in his thrusting.
“Good… one day when we’re ready, I’m gonna cum right up against it and make a baby.” He looked down at her with sincerity etched on his face.
“Shit, I can’t wait,” Quinn gasped.
And, again, she had a surprise orgasm.
His words had shot a wave of arousal so intense it actually caused her to squeeze his cock hard in a vice grip.
“Fuck, baby… you’re gonna make me cum,” Russell began to thrust again, this time meeting more resistance because of Quinn’s orgasm.
“Do it, Daddy. Plant your seed in my cunt…. oh, fuckkkkk!” she groaned.
She barely had the words out before Russell was sending waves of his cum out into her pussy.
The warm and wet feeling spreading inside her pussy gave her another orgasm right on the heels of the previous one.
This time, because she was so sensitive, she squirted all over Russell’s stomach and the sheets.
“Fuck!” Russell grunted as he came down from blowing his load inside Quinn.
He pulled out of her and collapsed at her side.
He kissed her, hard, swirling their tongues, as she responded just as eagerly.
They slept well that night.
***
The only problem Quinn had now was that she had to give it up to Puck.
She hated doing it. She knew she’d never be the only one he fucked.
She also understood that it would be hypocritical for her to care about that.
But, there was a part of her that wondered if he ever would really notice if he never got her naked.
Then, one day, she got her answer.
They were walking at school, slowly, as the hall emptied of other students.
He pushed her up against the lockers, as he often did.
It was her one concession in the few months they’d been an official couple.
She’d make out with him for a few minutes; let him get hard against her thigh.
Then, she’d push him away so he could go finish himself off in the bathroom.
This time, though, he said something, as his dick was growing in his pants that filled her with not a small amount of dread.
“I know you’re on the pill… I saw you coming out of the clinic with your dad. When are you gonna give it up to me? That was two weeks ago.”
He stopped what he was doing and stared at her, clearly expecting an answer.
She thought quickly.
“Um… Saturday night? I was gonna let you after our date,” she smiled.
“Sweet… I’ll make it real nice for you,” he said and went back to sucking on her neck and grinding on her thigh.
Thankfully, Puck’s idea of ‘nice’ was cleaning his room and lighting a candle so his room didn’t stink of teenage boy.
She was frankly impressed he was that considerate.
And, considering she wasn’t actually losing her virginity, she was perfectly happy with skipping all the preliminary niceties and getting right to it so they could get it over with.
And, it was most certainly over quickly. See above, re: teenage boy.
She couldn’t, for the life of her, figure out what those older women found so satisfying from Puck.
“That was awesome, babe,” he grunted as he rolled off of her.
“Yeah… well, I gotta go,” she said, getting up to get dressed in a hurry.
“Bye,” she said and pecked him on the lips. “Thank you for making it special.”
He didn’t even notice that the romance a girl might expect from her first time was almost completely missing.
And, again, frankly, she was glad he didn’t.
She rushed home.
“Did he hurt you?” Russell asked, concerned, as he kissed Quinn softly against the front door.
He delayed the usually frenzied fuck they’d usually have after her dates to make sure she was okay after sex with Puck.
“No, Daddy. He didn’t hurt me. It wasn’t even unpleasant. It was just… nothing. I feel empty, even though I’m not literally empty,” she muttered the last part under her breath.
“I wish you didn’t have to let him cum inside you,” Russell said, kissing her cheeks and all over her face.
There was no hint of scolding or judgment in his voice, only sadness.
“I know, Daddy, but he’d make such a big deal if I made him wear condoms. I don’t think it’s worth the hassle,” she said.
The worst case scenario would be if he’d threaten to break up with her unless he had her bare, and she didn’t want that… yet.
“I know you’re right, baby… I just don’t like it. But, enough about him. I’m gonna make you forget him,” he concluded and pulled her upstairs.
At the top of the stairs, Russell pushed Quinn up against the wall and kissed her hard, simultaneously undoing her belt.
They continued to make out as he unzipped her skirt and let it fall to the floor.
She pulled back and ripped her own pull-over blouse off.
Then, she was in her lingerie, and he was instantly hard.
She crouched down, undid his belt and made quick work of his pants and boxers.
He pulled off his shirt while Quinn licked his cock like a lollipop.
Up and down, around, then sucking on the tip.
She reached behind her to unclasp her bra, letting it fall to the floor.
She didn’t leave his balls alone either, massaging and squeezing them.
She stood and shimmied out of her tiny panties.
Russell’s dick twitched.
“Come on,” she dragged him the short distance to the bedroom and fell down onto the bed, pulling him down with her.
He settled his weight completely on top of her.
“Put your dick in my cunt… I want to be fucked right,” Quinn rasped. “I… I just want to be really, really fucked.”
She wrapped her legs around his thighs and pulled tight.
“Come on,” she whined.
“Right, okay… your voice is just so damn sexy… I got distracted,” Russell said.
He had no trouble shoving his dick straight into Quinn from their position.
They immediately began a desperate rhythm, rocking together, her legs pulling him into her while also pulling her into him.
“Oh my god, you’re getting so deep,” she gasped.
His public bone was also hitting her clit on every thrust, pulling more and more wetness from her pussy.
Noah who?
There were no more thoughts of Puckerman as Quinn’s very own father gave her the fucking of her life, as he did every day.
“Feeling your dick inside me gets better every time, Daddy,” she grunted as they continued rocking together hard.
Their rhythm became increasingly erratic as Quinn’s clit was stimulated and Russell’s dick slid along her walls, sending shockwaves through both their bodies.
Russell buried his face in Quinn’s neck.
“Squeeze my dick, baby… I want you to come first,” he panted.
“Shit…”
The simple request from her father sent a tingle through her body that ignited her orgasm.
She did squeeze his cock, hard, and left his dick soaking wet with her juices.
It only added to the wonderfully pleasant friction they both felt.
And, as he felt her pussy flutter around his cock, he thrust hard one more time as she rocked up into him.
He released long ropes of cum inside of his daughter.
Then, he thrust again and released even more seed into her when the tantalizing thought of her walking down the walls of her high school just that day in her cheerleading uniform struck him.
It was just so naughty and sinful but always erection-inducing to think about it.
“Thank you, Daddy…. let’s take a nap. Wake me up in an hour with your dick, okay?” Quinn said as they snuggled up together in post-coital bliss.
“Gladly.”
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