Vince Connor was an efficient, organized man. He managed a team of forty-six people at work, so he needed to be, and he always had detailed plans and calculations for any business decision. This attitude extended to his private life: he'd had specialized charts for his step-daughter Eleanor's grades, showing the likelihood of success of her college applications if she continued on certain trends. He kept all their legal documents and medical records in labeled folders on the top shelves of his closet. And, of course, once he left for work, he never had to double back, because he never forgot anything.
Except today.
He was about ten minutes into his drive when he realized he'd left his lunchbox on the kitchen counter. With a groan, he considered leaving it and just buying something from a truck near his office, but he didn't want to upset Eleanor. She was meant to go to university a couple of months ago, but even though she'd gotten into a pretty good college the next state over, she started to have debilitating migraines almost as soon as her final high school exam ended, and both she and Vince decided she should take a year off to try and figure out what was wrong. A new treatment had been working wonders, but she was still taking it easy, and mostly helped out around the house – which included making lunch for her dad.
Vince turned around at the first opportunity. Even though she was unlikely to actually be sad about the abandoned lunch, he'd feel bad about it. It was nice to be taken care of, for once. Plus, he liked her cooking.
As usual, he opened the front door quietly and did his best not to make a sound as he tiptoed through the entrance. If he couldn't hear music playing, Ellie might be in the throes of a migraine, and any noise could make it so much worse. He only needed to dash through the living room, into the kitchen, grab the lunchbox, and get out.
And he would have done just that, if he hadn't been frozen to the spot by the sight of his step-daughter playing with her pussy.
She'd never walked in on him masturbating, and he'd never walked in on her, but his instinctive reaction would have been to quickly avert his eyes, apologize, and give her time to fix her clothes before he returned. In this case, however, his instinct tripped up at the sight of her huge, throbbing clit.
He hadn't seen his step-daughter naked in a long time, but he was sure he would have noticed if her clit had been particularly big. Now, he secretly watched Ellie flick it from side to side, then squeeze it between her two pointer fingers as she massaged her pussy lips. It was around two-thirds as long as a little finger, the pink head peeking out from under a heavy hood, the whole clit hanging down under its own weight. Even from across the room, he could see it pulsate as Ellie involuntarily tightened her vagina to the rhythm of her pleasure. It looked like a tiny cock.
Eleanor seemed liked she was exploring it more than out to orgasm, but touching herself like this was more akin to teasing, and she let out a lustful sigh that snapped Vince out of his trance. Quickly, thankful she hadn't looked up from her cunt to spot him, he crept away and took the long way around the house to reach the kitchen, where he grabbed his lunchbox and hurried out.
His heart was in his throat the whole drive to work, and throughout the day, he found himself unable to concentrate on his job, to the extent that his colleagues made a couple of light-hearted comments about his head being in the clouds. Vince just laughed along. He'd never be able to tell them the reason he kept losing focus was his teenage step-daughter's pussy and her large twitching clit. He could practically feel it pulsate under his fingers, and though he tried to chase that thought away, he couldn't leave his desk for fear of showing everyone in the office the painfully hard cock tenting the front of his slacks.
On the drive home, he reasoned with himself that although his arousal was embarrassing, it was unrelated to Eleanor being his step-daughter. He had sex infrequently, but that didn't make him want it any less, and the thought of an oversized clitoris just hadn't crossed his mind before, the novelty a shock to his senses. He wondered if a bigger size meant more sensitivity, and whether it made her hornier. There was something undeniably, absurdly hot about a woman's arousal being so visible, her fuckbutton being so easy to play with. How could she keep her hands off it?
Vince was glad Ellie had gone out with friends that evening, because his cock had only stiffened more, fueled by his thoughts, and he rushed to the living room to sit where he'd seen her that morning, hopping out of his pants and shoving the crotch of his boxers aside to free his stiff cock.
The fabric of the couch was pleasantly warm, and it made him very aware of the fact that Ellie had been seated right there while she toyed with her big teen clit. Remembering his step-daughter in those terms made Vince's cock twitch, and he unconsciously started to imagine the slippery texture of her cunt under his fingers, replacing the real sensation of his pre-slicked prick with that of Ellie's own girl-cocklet, growing harder with each tug and flick until it jutted out from between her mouth-watering pussy lips.
Vince moaned and stroked his meat, wondering about the smell of his step-daughter's slit, the taste of her, and not quite able to picture it. What he could imagine was having that almost finger-sized clit throbbing in front of his face, flexing between his lips as her sweet fuckhole drooled honey onto his chin. He'd never thought of her this way, but something about the evidence of her arousal and sexuality being so prominent obsessed him. He imagined how she'd continued to play with herself after he'd left, unable to get herself off without stroking her oversized clitoris like a man would, while remaining utterly feminine and fuckable. He wanted to nudge her tool with his own, cover each other's tips with pre and wetness, nestle his eager glans into her cunt –
Vince's body stiffened up and he squirted sperm all over his hand, shots splattering his chest. The release was just what he needed, and he sank into the cushions, softening shaft still hanging out the leg hole of his boxers, a bead of sweat dripping down his forehead. Blowing his load cleared his head, and he was able to actually think straight for the first time since that morning, which made him wonder – why was Ellie's clit so big? Was it just natural? Or –
The migraines.
Quickly tucking his dick back in his underwear, Vince scrambled for his discarded pants and took his phone out of his pocket. He hadn't been able to accompany Eleanor to all of her doctor's appointments, but since she was over eighteen, he figured he could let her handle things by herself, and she'd opted for testosterone pellet therapy. He'd been concerned, at first, worried it was some kind of steroid that would alter her in unpredictable ways, but he hadn't seen any negative changes, so he hadn't thought too much about it. Now, he searched up the side effects of this kind of treatment, and there it was. Among other potential developments, the page included clitoral growth and heightened libido.
He was embarrassed to feel the heat of arousal in the pit of his stomach again, but he couldn't help it. He pictured his step-daughter reading the list of side effects, looking at those lines, and biting her lip, turned on by the thought of turning her tiny fuckbutton into a miniature dong, hurrying to agree to the treatment with the hope that she would become as horned-up as a boy her own age.
Just as fast, Vince scolded himself. What if the side-effects were unwanted and she was confused, maybe regretful? He had to ask – but he couldn't imagine she'd volunteer the information directly. Their family wasn't particularly conservative, but he found it too awkward to discuss sexual things with her, and she never brought those topics up to him, either. Unbidden, a thought popped into his mind, and the familiar warmth deep in his gut returned.
He'd have to walk in on her again.
Idly, he reached down to the right leg hole of his boxers and started playing with his hardening dick. It made sense, right? He was a practical guy, and he didn't want to waste time with uncomfortable conversations that may not lead anywhere. If he walked in on her touching herself, he had the perfect excuse to bring up her big, throbbing clit. It'd be like ripping off a bandaid. If it also meant he got another good look at his step-daughter masturbating, well, that couldn't be helped.
The next day, he called in to ask to work from home, and headed out to the garage with his laptop. He'd converted half the room into an office, with big windows to let in the morning sun, and he knew he could stay there undetected until he decided to go back into the house itself. Ellie had returned home pretty late, so she was likely to sleep in. If she was anything like her dad when he was her age, she'd probably stir around eleven and go downstairs for something to eat. Afterwards, bored, her fingers would creep into her panties, and…
Vince physically shook his head and opened up his computer. If he started thinking about his baby girl touching her pussy, he'd never be able to get any work done – and, more importantly, it was obviously wrong to picture her that way. He didn't feel particularly guilty about having jacked off to the image yesterday, because Eleanor would never know and nobody else would, either, so there was no harm done, but it had to stop now. He was staying in today to help her, not himself.
That's what he kept repeating hours later, as he crept through the garage. From his office, he could hear movement in the house, and pinpoint where Eleanor was at any given time. After he heard her make her way out of her bedroom and into the kitchen, he paused his work and waited. When he heard her move into the living room, he made his move and quietly re-entered the house. Ellie could have touched herself in bed, but he had a feeling she'd taken a liking to doing it on the old couch, and when he peered through the open door, he saw that he was right – and that he was just in time.
Eleanor stood in front of the full-length mirror in a corner of the room, looking at herself in a white, light knitted dress – which Vince had always strongly hinted he preferred she didn't wear outdoors, given how little it left to the imagination. Now, the way her bare skin was visible through the gaps in the knitwear made his mouth feel dry, as he imagined his sensitive fingertips poking through the holes to touch her belly, her back, the curve of her plump teen ass. He was trying to dismiss those thoughts when his step-daughter turned to her side, still watching herself, and lifted the hem of her dress to reveal her large, erect clitoris.
Vince had to stop himself from gasping at the sight, at the detail of the fabric catching on the tip of his step-daughter's twitching girldick. It was even hotter than he remembered, and from his hiding spot, he massaged his hardening cock as Ellie tentatively pressed down on her pubic mound. This made her clit shift up, pulsing like it had a mind of its own, and Eleanor's thighs trembled while she kept making it jump. Vince guessed she was clenching and releasing her cunt, and that made him think of the hot, wet, gripping tunnel of his step-daughter's vagina. Immediately, he felt the phantom sensation of his fingers being sucked off by an eager pussy, the delicious embrace of a fuckpocket wrapped around his throbbing cock.
His hand flew to cover his mouth and stifle any noise, and he had to stop groping his growing erection through his pants to avoid giving himself away. He could walk in any minute now. His step-daughter's cunt was bare and exposed, just the way he needed for his excuse to work.
But, well, he'd already waited this long. He could wait another couple of seconds. Just to see what happened next.
Ellie's fingers made their way to her crotch, where they hesitantly touched the stiff clit. After a moment's hesitation, she gripped it between her thumb and forefinger, and under her dad's amazed eyes, began jerking it off like a little dick, the pink head disappearing under the hood on the downstroke the way a cockhead would be covered by stretched foreskin.
Vince watched, enthralled, and every time Ellie moaned and jerked off her massive clit, he felt his own cock pulse with desire. He and his step-daughter could literally sit side by side on the living room couch and pull on their meat, which was so unbearably hot it shocked him back to the present –
This was his kid . He hadn't chosen to sit back and walk in on her for purely selfless reasons, sure, but there was clear difference between finding a concept sexy and looking at his own flesh and blood with this much lust in his heart – and between his legs. He pinched the tip of his dick to make his hard-on flag, though even this drastic measure took a while to really affect him, did his best to clear his mind, and wandered into the living room as casually as he could.
Eleanor was mid-moan when she spotted him and squealed, 'Dad!,' which made the word come out in a high-pitched, sultry tone than made the blood flow to Vince's dick. Thankfully, he reacted like any step-father would have, and just let out a surprised gasp before retreating back to the hallway, loudly, repeatedly apologizing.
'I thought you were at work!' Ellie said from the living room. He voice sounded a little strained, and though Vince thought it was due to her recent arousal, he realized it was too watery for that, like the surprise and embarrassment of his walking in on her might have brought her to tears. Instantly, his remaining horniness turned to nausea. He hated to think he'd upset her. She was usually so easy-going, he figured she'd be able to brush this off.
'I got a call saying they're doing maintenance, so I'm working from home today,' he lied. 'I didn't want to wake you up, so I've been out in the office by the garage. I was going to ask if you wanted pizza. I'm sorry, sweetheart.' She didn't say anything, so he cleared his throat and continued: 'I'll leave you be for a little while, okay? Don't be embarrassed, honey. It's hard to keep your hands out of your pants at your age. I remember.'
'Oh my God, dad,' she said, and he was relieved to hear her chuckle, even though he also heard her sniffle. 'Yeah, uh, I'll have half a pie with you. Just the usual.'
The unspoken promise was that they'd be able to talk during lunch, and though Vince knew Ellie would rather they both ignore what just happened, he wouldn't give up on his plan now. Maybe the reason why she'd been upset in the first place was linked to insecurity over her clitoris. He had to know.
About thirty minutes later, Vince answered the door to pick up the delivered pizza, and carried the box into the kitchen, where he found his step-daughter sitting at the counter, playing on her phone. She'd changed from her dress into a t-shirt and sweatpants, probably to feel less exposed, and Vince felt a surge of love for his little girl. She'd always be his baby, and that only made him more guilty for his irrepressibly horny thoughts. He wasn't going to succumb to them anymore, he decided. No way.
'Hey, girlie,' he said, putting the box down in front of her and opening it. The pizza was split down the middle, half pepperoni for him, half chicken barbeque for her. 'Hot out of the oven.'
'Thanks.' Eleanor grabbed a slice and took a generous bite. She was a grown woman, but there was still something tomboyish and silly about her, which activated Vince's protective instincts. Watching her stretch the cheese between her clenched teeth and the remainder of the slice, those instincts were working overtime. She was still a kid, bound to be confused. 'If you're gonna get takeout for lunch when you work from home, maybe you should do it more often.'
'I'll send your feedback to my boss.' He took a slice of his own and chewed thoughtfully, thinking over his words. 'Listen, Els, I'm sorry about what happened earlier, and I won't bring it up anymore after this, but I… uh, I need to ask you something.'
Eleanor swallowed her mouthful, licked her plump lips nervously, and nodded. Vince coughed.
'Well, uh, I didn't exactly – have a lot of time to look , obviously. But I was a little surprised at how, um, how big you are, downstairs.' He needed to be specific, and it was easier to just spit it out than to prolong this torturous preamble. 'Your clitoris, I mean. And there's absolutely nothing wrong with it, there's all sorts of shapes and sizes and that's completely normal, but I thought it may be a side-effect of your new meds, and I just wanted – well, I just wanted to make sure you're okay.'
His face felt hot, and he knew he had to be blushing. His eyes lifted from his plate to look at Eleanor, and she met his gaze for a moment before looking down again. She sighed, and tentatively began to reply:
'It… oh my God – it is something that happened because of the pellets. And I guess it, like, makes sense, right? Because it's basically a low dose of steroids. But I don't look like those female bodybuilders you see on TV or whatever. I've just had a lot of growth down there. Like, a lot . And, um, I wasn't sure what to do about it, because this whole situation's been amazing for my migraines, you know? But I don't know if it's – bad for me, or something, and…'
She trailed off, and Vince visibly saw her blush become more intense the longer she spoke. He asked, 'have you mentioned it to the doctor?'
Eleanor shook her head. 'I can't . It's just – it's so embarrassing! Ugh. And it's not like I've got anything to compare it to.' She paused, briefly, then seemed to think she might as well be honest given the candor of the conversation. 'I mean, I've looked at girls in porn, but that's not really, like, a realistic sample, right?'
'If you thought it was, you're going to be disappointed by what men look like in real life,' Vince joked.
Ellie didn't laugh. She still seemed deeply in thought. She turned on the barstool she was sitting on, to swing her legs to the side, kicking them a couple of times. Then, she murmured:
'Could you, um, could you look and tell me if it's – if it doesn't look too wrong ?'
Vince blinked, unsure he'd heard correctly, and immediately fighting an internal battle with the lustful part of himself that had fixated on his step-daughter's pussy. Heart beating fast, he said, 'I – I can, of course, but – are you sure you wouldn't prefer to see a doctor, Els? We can find you a female gyno if it's less awkward. I mean, we probably need to find you one anyway, at your age –'
'No,' Ellie replied, firmly. She stood up, and touched the edge of her t-shirt as she spoke, clearly stressed out. 'Like, yeah, eventually. But I just wanna know if I look okay. I don't – I'm scared I'm some kind of – freak now –'
'Hey, no,' Vince got to his feet and hugged her, impulsively. Holding her small, warm, lithe frame against his, he spoke from the heart. 'You could never be a freak, baby. I promise. There's nothing to be ashamed of. And if it'll make you feel better, you can show me, and I swear I'll tell you exactly what I think, and it won't be bad. Okay?'
He felt her nod against his chest, and when he let her go, she had a small, shy smile on her face. He wasn't used to her being like this, so unlike her confident self, and he chastised himself internally for how badly he'd always handled things around her growing body. He did his best to be a progressive kind of dad, but it was a fact that her puberty was a mystery to him, and he'd largely relied on his sister to help Ellie shop for bras or get the 411 on periods. Had he fostered shame in her, without meaning to?
These complex, negative thoughts were put on hold for now, as he watched his step-daughter pull down her sweatpants. She went to the couch – the same one Vince had seen her masturbate on twice – and waited for him to come closer before she spread her legs. She wore panties, which had ridden up between her ass cheeks to expose the creamy expanse of her thighs, and even though her cunt was covered with a strip of fabric, Vince could see the bump of her engorged clit poking against it from inside. It was a powerfully erotic sight, and he had to very consciously remind himself he was trying to comfort his beloved step-daughter.
Still, when she pulled the bottom of her underwear to the side and lightly spread her shaved pussy lips apart by pressing down either side of her wonderfully suckable labia, pushing her freshly bared clit, he felt his fuckstick throb.
He knelt in front of the couch, making sure to keep a respectable distance from his child. This was the closest sight he'd had of the clit he'd been fantasizing about for two days now, and it was even better than he'd thought. It really did look surprisingly similar to a small penis, in structure, down to the cockhead-like shape of the glans, which he was surprised he could see with Ellie's clit in its resting state. It was the perfect size and shape to nurse on, and from this angle, he could also clearly see the mouth of her cunt beckoning him closer. It was a honeypot in every sense of the word, and he could even see the glimmer of the wet, pink inside.
'What do you think?' Eleanor asked, quietly, snapping Vince out of his trance.
'I think you look perfect, honey,' he replied, honestly, meeting her eyes to show his sincerity – and stave off the erection growing in his pants. He was so close that if he concentrated, he was sure he'd be able to smell her sex, and then he'd be stiff for sure.
Ellie still looked unsure. 'Do you think that guys'll find it gross?'
The question almost made Vince burst out laughing. He had the evidence of how absolutely not "gross" his step-daughter's pussy was right between his legs, but there was no way he could say as much. A final, gratuitous glance down at her pretty vulva made his balls tighten and his dick throb: she held her lips clearly spread, and her clit fucking twitched like it had a mind of its own, inviting fingers and lips – and with the effect of making the mouth of her cunt practically pant, thirsty for prick. He wanted nothing more than to slide his tongue into her fuckhole and taste her sweet nectar, feel the muscles of her twat constrict around him. It made him both impossibly horny and guilty.
'If a man finds any part of you "gross," he's not worth your time, and he doesn't like women. That counts double for your vagina. I promise.'
She laughed. Vince patted Ellie's knee reassuringly, and carefully turned his back to her as he was standing up to conceal his boner from her, painfully hard and trapped in his slacks. He walked to the kitchen while she redressed, doing his best to look natural, and made them both coffee while he calmed his cock down with physical means and self-chastizing thoughts. She was his kid . What she didn't know wouldn't hurt her, but one look at his hard-on, and he'd traumatize her for life. She wouldn't trust him again, not like this, not to the extent that she'd display her mouth-watering slit inches from his face and ask him to comment on it.
'Sorry if that was too weird, dad,' Eleanor called from the table, where she'd returned to keep eating her part of the pizza. 'I wasn't really, um, thinking about how it'd look. Or how it'd feel for you.'
'It's fine, honey. I just don't want you to be uncomfortable.' He came back with two steaming mugs, set one down in front of her, and took his seat. His erection had mostly waned, and he'd tucked his dick into his waistband for extra security. 'That's the main thing actually. The way it looks is one thing, but does your… clitoris bother you in other ways at all?'
Primed for arousal, even saying those words out loud made Vince a little horny, but he managed to keep it under control with his genuine concern for her wellbeing. Ellie hesitated, nibbling another slice of pizza, then said, 'Well… when it was growing, it kind of hurt a little. Like, I'd sit and it'd move funny and like, ouch . That's stopped now, 'cause I think it's as big as it's gonna get, but… ugh, it's so embarrassing!'
'You don't have to tell me if you don't want to.'
'I do want to, though, 'cause it's hard not telling anybody. But it's like, well – you're my dad, it's awkward.' She sighed, tapping her fingers on the side of her mug. 'Okay. It doesn't hurt anymore, but it's still, like, really sensitive. Like, a lot. Way more than it used to be, and was already pretty sensitive. In a good way. And it's such a distraction, 'cause I wanna get myself ready for college next year, or try to get a job or something, but all I wanna do is…'
She trailed off, and Vince was fighting his own mind to stop the images of his little girl frantically, compulsively tugging on her cock-like clit, writhing in pleasure and moaning without restriction. If she was anything like her mother had been, she'd lose all control if a man worshiped her clit the way he longed to. He cleared his throat, and gently supplied:
'... all you want to do is what I walked in on you doing earlier?'
Unable to look at him in the face, cheeks bright red, Eleanor nodded. 'God, it's so cringe.'
Vince snorted. 'Els, it's not unusual, honestly. How do you think I felt when I was your age?'
'Dad!' she gasped, laughing.
Even though talking about these things still undeniably felt weird, it was a relief to actually have it all out in the open, and in its own strange way, it made Vince feel closer to his step-daughter. He wanted to help her. And with that in mind, he said, 'You can't be the first girl to be going through something like this. I get that you don't want to bring it up with your doctor yet, but maybe there's some kind of cream we could get that'd at least make you less, uh, responsive down there. I could look online if you want.'
'Yeah? That'd be awesome, actually. Thanks.' Ellie smiled. 'I can't believe I hid it from you for so long. It's such a relief.'
'We'll find you something. It'll be okay.'
Although they both felt pretty stilted, they managed a little regular conversation while they finished lunch, and afterwards, Vince retreated to his home office. He'd intended to continue working for the rest of the day and research what he'd promised Ellie in the evening, but his whole body was still buzzing from the up-close and personal encounter he'd had with her pussy, and the image of her twitching goliath clit wouldn't leave his mind. Leaning back from his work laptop, he grabbed his phone. If he couldn't focus on his job, he might as well do something useful.
The empty Google search bar blinked at him. He wasn't sure where to start, but tapping in "big clit cream" seemed as good as any other terms, so he wrote out the words and pressed search.
Instantly, his screen filled up with results, which seemed promising, and a quick skim showed him that a huge number of women were talking about the exact same thing that was happening to his step-daughter. Only, they weren't discussing creams that would numb their genitalia.
They were talking about ways to make their growing clits bigger .
Vince leaned over his phone, instantly entranced, and browsed post after post detailing elaborate routines of medications, pumps, and tugging regimens meant to encourage their fuckbuttons to expand. Breathless testimonies expounded the joys of big throbbing clits, which stirred in their panties several times a day for attention, and how fascinated their sexual partners were with lavishing their new girldicks with attention. How the expanded organ even made getting fucked better, the screamingly sensitive inner parts of the clitoris massaged by the steady rhythm of a thick cock pounding their holes.
By the time he'd finished going down this rabbit hole, two hours had gone by. Vince was in a lustful daze, his cock pulsing needily in his pants, a spot wet with precum spreading where his dickhead strained against his clothes. He'd absently been massaging his hard-on while he read, coaxing horny slick out the tip, and now, he was at a crossroads.
Despite his hidden passion for his step-daughter's gorgeous meaty clit, he really had intended to find a solution to temper the intensity of her arousal. At least, that's what he told himself. Now, faced with a whole universe of possibilities, a base side he didn't even know he had was clamoring to be heard.
By Ellie's own admission, her larger clitoris brought her more pleasure than before. Sure, she was spending a lot of her time playing with herself, but that'd come under control once she had more to do than idling her days away at home, waiting for her studies to start.
What if her dicklet could become even bigger?
The prospect made a squirt of prefuck shoot from Vince's prick, and he let out of a quiet groan. This was his step-daughter . She wanted him to help her be less horny, not more – and yet the thought of tricking her into a loop of clitoral growth and masturbation was so hot it made him see stars. In a funny sort of fugue state, he pulled a sheet of paper closer and jotted down some basic information and calculations based on what he'd just learned. Eleanor had already had significant results, but a little extra help could probably make her size increase by a whole inch. At least. Over three inches of clit, total.
Fuck .
Somewhere between jerking himself to an explosive orgasm and hurrying to finish his work tasks for the day, Vince found the time to place a significant order on one of the websites recommended by the pages he'd visited, and less than a week later, he was knocking on Eleanor's door with a small tub of cream in hand.
When told him to come in, he found her lying in her bean bag chair, midway through a book from her future degree's recommended reading list, and even knowing what he was about to do, Vince felt real pride in his clever child. The irrepressible sexual feelings that had been awakened in him and his paternal love coexisted without conflict, for now, and in truth, the part of him that cooked up the scheme to get Ellie to grow her clit wasn't caused by his brain or his heart. It was an entirely cock-based thought.
'Hey, Els, how's the bookworming?'
'Pretty good! I mean, if I'm taking a year out, I might as well get a running start when classes begin, right?' She folded the top corner of the page she was on, and set the book aside. 'What's up?'
Vince showed her the tub. The package containing the cream and a few other items had arrived that morning, at his job, and he'd taken this lunch break to decant the substance from its branded tube into this unlabelled container, so Eleanor wouldn't realize it was actually another form of topical testosterone. 'I got you that cream we talked about. It might feel a little tingly, at first, but it's supposed to help with the sensitivity if you rub it on your, uh, your clitoris.'
'Oh! Oh, wow, I didn't think you'd actually find any.' She stood up and eagerly took the tub from his hands, opening the screw-on top to examine it. It looked like any other white skin cream, thick and unctuous. 'Do I just – put it on there and that's it?'
'Yeah. I could watch you do it the first time to make sure you get it all over, if you want. I know it's hard for you to see that area properly.' Vince said it with practiced nonchalance, as he'd been planning the words out ever since he'd received the package that morning.
Eleanor hesitated, but before Vince could worry he'd said something that had irreparably damaged their relationship, she nodded. 'Sure, that's probably a good idea, if it's not gonna make you uncomfortable.'
'Not at all.'
Eleanor was wearing a cozy onesie, so when she'd shed that and her panties, she was left in nothing but her socks, her tight teen body on full display. The new knowledge of her supercharged arousal put her in a new light, and Vince pretended to look at his phone to distract himself from the perfect curves of his own flesh and blood. She sat on the edge of the bed, legs spread, exposing her perfect little cunt. Her clit was noticeably smaller, which confused Vince for a second before he realized that the last time she'd shown him her pussy, she'd been turned on .
It was probably a regular response to having a man intently watching her cunt, so close he looked like he'd start performing cunnilingus any second. Probably. Or could it be that she'd popped a massive clit-boner at exhibiting herself in front of her own step-father? Either way, Vince's pulse quickened, sending signals down to his cock and balls, and she hadn't even started smearing the cream on yet.
'It might be a little cold,' he said, opening the tub for her and placing it at her side. Eleanor dipped her index and middle finger in the cream and gingerly touched it to her clit, flinching at the contact. 'See?'
'It's not that bad. It's just a, um, sensitive area, but that's what this is gonna help with!' With a quick smile at her dad, Ellie pressed her fingers to her nub and started massaging the cream in, flicking it from side to side and up and down as she spread the substance all over her growing clit – emphasis on growing , because with all the activity, she was getting an erection just as fast as her dear old step-father.
Crouched nearby, Vince watched her rub her pussy with perverse pleasure, fueled by the knowledge of the hormones penetrating the soft skin of her vulva, ready to work their magic on the gorgeous piece of meat between her legs. She'd only grow more fuckbrained, more obsessed with beating off, more responsive to her own touch – and that of others.
'It's tingling a little, like you said,' she murmured, still touching herself. She didn't let up for a second, and Vince had his eyes riveted on her movements, starting to hear the light squishing sounds of her pussy growing sloppy with girl drool.
'You've covered yourself with the cream, honey. Didn't miss a spot. Now, you need to keep rubbing it in until the tingling feeling stops, okay? Otherwise, it means it's still on the surface of your skin.'
Eleanor nodded, and pressed her fingers harder against herself, which obscured her large clit entirely, and gave Vince the momentary distraction needed to see that she was, essentially, masturbating in front of her step-father under false pretenses. Her chest heaved with deep, quickened breaths, and he could see her thighs tighten as she rubbed circles on her clit and pussy lips, eyes closed and mouth tightly shut, blushing fiercely.
Fighting to keep his own arousal under control, Vince figured he'd tell her she'd done enough in a few seconds. For now, though, he just kept his hungry eyes glued to his step-daughter's naked body. It was the last time this'd happen, after all. He wouldn't push things further.
Even as he though this, a part of him knew it was a lie. This was just the beginning of their joint spiral into incestuous debauchery.
Chapter 2
In the two months since Vince had given his step-daughter the hormone cream, he'd been swamped with unusual amounts of work. Flu had the office in an iron grip, and after a week of constant overtime, he had to fly out to Arizona for an extended business trip, replacing not one, but three supervisors for a workplace inspection and a conference. He'd finally returned home the previous night, depleted and thankful to be back.
Throughout his professional upheavals and trips, he made sure to keep in touch with Eleanor. He called her ever evening when he was in Arizona, even if only for a minute or two. Their conversations were lighthearted, and there was one very noticeably absent topic: the effects of the topical testosterone.
He knew she'd been using it because she needed him to refill the tub a month in, but he'd been way too busy to observe any effects himself – accidentally or "accidentally" – and despite the surprisingly frank encounter they'd had, where she'd shown him her bare pussy and asked for his opinion on her wonderfully enlarged fucknub, they weren't really the kind of family who could casually ask, 'hey, how's your clitoris?'
And he never asked it like that , but a few days before he was due to return, Vince took advantage of a lull in their nightly call to say, 'Any updates on your problems downstairs , Els? I guess it's all working out since you haven't said anything.'
'Oh, um… I think I need to show you when you're back. It's kind of – embarrassing to talk about.'
Vince felt a warm kick at the bottom of his stomach at the prospect of his step-daughter willingly showing him her cunt again, but kept his voice casual. 'Everything okay?'
'Yeah!' She sounded uncertain. 'It's just – complicated. You'll see.'
They said their goodbyes soon thereafter, and in his hotel room, Vince beat his meat to thoughts and images of Ellie's sweet pussy until he blew his load. That became his nightly ritual: get to the hotel after work, undress, speak to his step-daughter as his dick hardened, and jack off immediately after they ended the call, imagining that she was tugging on her girldick with the same passion, so sexbrained by the hormones swimming through her mind and pumping up her clit that merely hearing her own step-father's deep, gentle voice purring in her ear was enough to make her want to get bred. Being so far from home made it seem less strange. Sure, he was so amped up about the knowledge of his secret dosing of his step-daughter that just the sound of her voice made him want to fuck, but it wasn't like she was in front of him. It wasn't real . He'd had his lewd fun, but after reassuring her about her clit the next time they were face-to-face, he'd actually trade the topical testosterone for a soothing, numbing solution, and he could put this strange obsession behind him.
He'd come back on a late flight, stroked his dick in his own bed for the first time in a long while, and now, the following morning, he was walking down the stairs to make breakfast for himself and Eleanor when he smelled coffee.
'Morning, Els,' Vince said, pulling up a stool at the kitchen counter. Ellie brought him a cup of joe and a plate of pancakes, which he tucked into with gusto. 'Much better breakfast service than what we got in Arizona, I'll tell you that for free.'
'You're sweet. Guess I can aim a little higher than line cook at a mid hotel.' She briefly stuck out her tongue before taking a first sip from her cup. They made idle conversation as they ate, with Vince talking about some of what he'd seen and done during his trip, and when they'd both finished their plates and their lines of inquiry, they sat in silence for a moment before Vince spoke:
'So. On the phone, you said you had something you wanted to show me?'
Eleanor nodded, suddenly shy. 'It's really weird, though. Like, weirder than when I asked you to tell me if I looked okay down there.'
'I promise it's not that weird, honey, whatever "it" is. Do you want to sit on the couch again?'
'I think it's probably better if you do that. It'll be less messy.'
Vince's titillation turned to confusion, but he did as he was told, now worried his insane intervention had had some drastically terrible effect on his baby. How had he let his libido dictate how he treated his child – when it came to medical issues , no less. Nervous, he knitted his hands over his lap, and nodded at Eleanor, who stood in front of him.
'Alright. When you're ready.'
Ellie nodded back. Like last time, when their positions were reversed, she took a deep breath, and quickly pulled her panties down her smooth, pretty legs. She wore a short-sleeved button-up crop top that showed off her flawless stomach, and a jean miniskirt which she now tugged up her hips. This placed the skirt's short central slit directly in front of her slit, as though it were deliberately made to frame her sweet cunt, and Vince was sitting at the exact right height to get the best view of his step-daughter's fat clit and puffy shaven pussy lips – which had a long, clear strand of girl drool hanging from its cleft.
'Oh,' Vince murmured, mouth dry.
'I don't know if it's something I'm doing, or if it's just my body, or what, but the cream you gave me just makes me – more sensitive. Like, I feel every little brush against my pussy now, and wearing underwear is just the worst – and when I do wear panties, they get slick and sticky in like, half an hour! Even walking catches my clit and rubs it between my cunt lips. It's like I'm masturbating just going around the house.' She didn't seem able to control the vulgar terms coming out of her mouth, even though her eyes were wide and her cheeks flushed, in disbelief that she was speaking to her dad that way, and about this. Her hips were starting to sway back and forth, too, as if the more she described her desperate arousal, the stronger the phantom fucklust grew within her. If she took two steps forward, she would've been grinding her delicious mound on her step-father's chin, lips, and nose. 'Touching that area's just impossible. If I'm wiping after I pee, I have to press and rub until I'm almost ready to cum. I had to stop to jerk off twice when I was shaving. And that's another thing – I like penetration, you know? Oh God, I'm sorry, dad, but – I like it, and still, I barely finger myself anymore because I get so caught up in just stroking my clit! I don't know what to do!'
This was a lot to take in all at once, especially because, although Vince was listening and taking in every lewd word his step-daughter was saying, he was completely spellbound by her twitching goliath clit and the slick that dripped down the head, visually identical to the precum that flowed from his own cockhead. This time, he really could smell the heady scent of her horny sex, and his body tensed with the desire to sniff it at the root, to mash his face into the most perfect vulva he'd ever seen.
'It, uh, it looks like it's grown a little, too,' he heard himself say, stupidly.
'I think so. It's kinda hard to tell.'
'I guess. I don't know what kind of reaction this could be having in you, Els, but I –' he shifted in his seat, painfully aware of the way each heartbeat fed his growing erection, Eleanor gyrating the whole time. 'If you noticed it wasn't doing what it was supposed to, why didn't you stop using the cream?'
That question struck Ellie to the core, and she looked down, shy, even as she continued to move her hips inches from her step-father's face. She spoke quietly, at first, 'Because it feels good.' Then, maybe in an effort to forcefully rid herself of her embarrassment, she looked Vince in the eyes and resolutely stated, 'Because it feels good. I stopped for a few days, and I guess that isn't long enough for the effects to stop, so I don't know if it was, like, a mental thing or what, but… I missed the ritual, putting the cream on my clit, rubbing it in, and feeling this, like, wave of horniness wash over me. I know it's gross, and stupid, but I – I can't help it.'
The frankness with which she spoke only made Vince's libido surge, as did seeing how talking like this made Eleanor feel, judging by the blushing of her pussy, the faster, bigger slimy droplets dripping from her fuckhole, collecting on her clit-tip, and dripping onto the wooden floorboards.
'You shouldn't feel ashamed,' he said, hoping she wouldn't notice how strained his voice was, hiding his raging erection behind his folded hands. 'I think everybody'd keep doing something if it felt that good, Els.'
'I guess,' she said, not realizing she was echoing her dad's words seconds ago. 'I just hope you don't think I'm, like… creepy.'
Vince did laugh, then. 'Never, honey. I swear. What I'm about to ask might sound kind of creepy –'
'Never, honey,' Eleanor giggled.
Vince smiled. 'Alright. So, uh, you said you're bigger, does that mean you measured, or is it by eye?'
That gave Eleanor pause, and she thought for a moment. 'It felt bigger when I touched it, but I never really measured . I didn't even think about it. Now I kinda wanna know.'
'We've got a measuring tape on the shelf,' Vince said, with deliberate calmness. 'If you wanted to check now so you know if it grows any more in the future, we could do that.'
Ellie didn't hesitate, this time, simply smiling right away with a, 'sounds great!' and reaching over to pick up the tape. Vince could hardly believe his luck – the size of her expanding clit was a huge source of his arousal, so being able to verify it seemed like a dream. Could it be part of the attraction for his step-daughter, too? Could she be as hopelessly perverted as him?
Ellie reached up and grabbed the tape from the shelf, briefly placing her exposed clit in kissing distance of her dad, but moving back before he could find it in him to do anything. The measuring tape was the yellow, floppy kind, and Eleanor pulled up a chair to sit on, legs spread. Vince watched, fascinated, as his step-daughter held one end of the tape to her mons, right where he impressive clit sprouted from her body, and unfurled it to the tip of her glans, exposed due to her arousal pushing the hood back.
'How big is it?' she asked.
'Looks like 2.7 inches,' Vince replied, bowing a little closer to read the figure. Stating the numbers out loud was a thrill, and he felt the precum trickle out of his dickhead as soon as he finished speaking.
'Wow, that even sounds big,' Eleanor said, rolling the tape back up. 'Probably not much to you, compared to like, penis size, but… wow.'
'Oh, I dunno, I've seen some clits in my time and that's definitely a size to be proud of.'
'Oh my God, dad,' Ellie rolled her eyes with a smile, wiped the tip of the tape clean of stickiness from her fluids, and went to put it back in place… which she did by placing one foot on the couch's armrest to give her a little boost so she could reach the shelf. This not only completely exposed her pussy, making her big clit look even bigger by letting it hang freely in the air, but also put it closer to her step-father's face than ever. He could smell her arousal, make out the wrinkles of her hood. A drop of her slick broke off her cunt lips and landed on his thigh.
It was as if he became instantly drunk, and when an impulse hit him, he couldn't resist. So he leaned in, mouth open, and started to flick his step-daughter's heavy hanging clit with his tongue.
'Dad!' Eleanor gasped, flinching – but not moving away from Vince's hungry mouth, her step-father's tongue lapping at her girldick like a man in the desert in search of water. Her thighs started trembling, and almost immediately, her speech was reduced to murmurs of 'oh my God' and wordless moans.
The reality of what he was doing hadn't quite hit Vince yet. He was running on adrenaline and lust, focusing purely on his senses over his thoughts – the salty tang of her pussy invading his mouth the more he licked her twitching clit and drank in her grool, the intoxicating scent he could now bury his nose into, and when he opened his eyes, the jaw-dropping sight of his own step-daughter's wet, slick cunt and cute puckered asshole, hidden between two firm, perfect cheeks. It was heavenly, but he wanted to do more , and his obsession with Ellie's clitoris overpowered any nascent panic or guilt over this incestuous compulsion.
Carefully, he put his strong hands on his girl's thighs to put her vulva into his mouth, essentially using his face to steady her as he lowered her onto the couch. When Eleanor was lying down, breathing hard and fast, she looked down at the surreal image of her step-father's face between her legs, which still seemed somehow disconnected from the unworldly, intense pleasure emanating from her lower body. He'd latched on to her cunt, now, sucking her huge clit until it lay between the rough, textured back of his tongue and the roof of his mouth, using the tip to lick and penetrate her drooling fuckhole. She hadn't had a lot of experience with boys, but she knew her dad was eating her pussy like a pro, and she struggled to even form a coherent thought with how hot the feeling and the visual was.
Vince could've sucked his step-daughter's pussy for hours, but the initial fog of red-hot lust was lifting a tiny bit, and he raised his head off her crotch to look at her. This only brought his arousal back to bursting levels, because she was laying back, completely undone by his attention, eyes hazy and mouth slightly open as she panted. Her dad gave her a quick kiss on the clit, sucking it in just enough to release it with a small pop, and when the cock-like nub pulsated with need after his lips left it, his own prick lurched in his pants, throbbing against the couch cushions.
'I'm just…' Eleanor murmured, blinking hard in an attempt to shake herself out of her sexual daze. 'What are you doing , dad?'
Frankly, he wasn't sure, and now he actually had the time to think about what he'd done, he was feeling a thread of panic creep up his back. What better way to silence it than by convincing himself, and his step-daughter, too? Logic never did him wrong.
'Maybe your clit would've kept growing, maybe not, but I feel like this is at least partly my fault, what with the cream and all.' Of course, he knew full well his child's ceaseless libido and clitoral spurt were his fault, and that knowledge only made everything hotter. 'The least I can do is help relieve your pent-up sex drive.'
He blew cool air onto Ellie's hot, wet clit, which made her shiver in his grasp. She seemed torn, and even as she started speaking, she clearly wasn't sure what her conclusions would be. 'I mean… it's like you asked, right? If I didn't want to get bigger, or hornier, I should've stopped using that product. But even though it's driving me nuts, I also – I kinda like having a big, fat clit. I like being able to jerk it off. I dunno if I'm, like, a freak?'
'If you are, then I am, too, because you've got the hottest little cunt I've ever seen – and the sweetest I've ever tasted,' Vince said, gruffly. As soon as he finished his sentence, his head ducked back down, and he started lapping at his step-daughter's clit again, making the flushed, hooded head bounce with each full, enthusiastic lick.
'Oh, God,' Eleanor moaned. She started to softly thrust against her step-father's searching tongue, each powerful lick a jolt adding to the hot electric storm raging between her legs and up to the bottom of her stomach. 'It feels so much better than when I touch myself.'
'Good,' Vince replied, in between bouts of feasting on her pussy, 'I love seeing you this turned on. I love having this big, hard, clit,' he kissed her fuckbutton after every word, sucking it in each time and letting go with a pop, 'in my mouth.'
Ellie sighed, and dreamily murmured, 'hmm… how is my dad eating me out? How does that happen ?'
Those words inflamed Vince's passion again, and he lay one hand hard and flat against Eleanor's lower belly to hold her down while he fitted his mouth over her vulva and sucked her entire girlcock in. Suddenly surrounded by the hot, wet insides of her dad's mouth, her clit and lips constantly massaged by his horny tongue, Ellie squealed and writhed under his grasp, sweetly tormented by the most concentrated pleasure she'd ever felt in her life. Vince felt her two-and-a-half inch clitdick flexing and spasming as he worked her cunt over, drinking in her slick and worshiping her sex. He could do this all day.
He feasted on his little girl's quivering cunt until he felt the wave of her orgasm end, and unlatched with a loud, sloppy wet noise, the sensation of her hard bundle of muscle twitching in after image on his tongue. The lower half of his face from his chin to his nose was coated in a shiny layer of his step-daughter's slick, fueling his fucklust with the smell and taste of her sex – which made him extremely aware of his painfully hard boner, throbbing so insistently he could feel each pulsation halfway down his thighs.
Still swimming in post-cum endorphins, Ellie let out a startled yelp when her dad sat up and pulled her bare ass further down the couch, until he knelt by her side and had a good view of her engorged, satisfied monster clit. With wide eyes, she watched him undo his pants and pull down his boxer briefs, his tremendously hard, thick cock practically whacking against his stomach when it was released. She could see the vein that bulged around the side, starting in his pubis, before the base of his dick, and she watched Vince close his fist around his shaft with a groan and rapidly stroke from base to tip with a firm grip and loud moans.
Worked up by the manipulation, the flavor and feeling of his own child's pussy, and that lovely, plump pleasure button, it didn't take long for Vince to grunt and spill his hot seed on Eleanor's sensitive labia and thigh, squirting creamy white jizz on the body of the girl he'd lovingly raised since birth.
In the moments after Vince blew his load, step-father and step-daughter stayed quiet, the silence of the living room filled with their breaths, which grew quieter as the incestuous frenzy dissipated from their bodies. Vince moved around Ellie to stand up, tucking his softening penis back into his pants, and quickly headed into the kitchen. Eleanor's eyes moved from the ceiling, down the length of her teenage body, to watch her dad's cooling sperm slowly trickle down the inside of her thigh, towards her very wet, very satisfied pussy.
What just happened?
She heard footsteps returning, and soon saw Vince, looking sheepish, a small moist towel in hand. He crouched by the couch, and met her eyes. The lust that had overtaken all his features, changing him into a different creature entirely, seemed to have disappeared. He'd washed the copious cunt drool off his chin and mouth. He was just her regular old dad now, even though she was still bottomless, with his spunk dribbling over her slit. Gently, he touched the warm towel to her skin and washed off his jizz. Then, without skipping a beat or hesitating, he ran the soft cloth over her sensitive vulva, refreshing it after the intense makeout session he'd had with it.
'Are you okay, Els?' he asked.
She wasn't sure what to say. She'd gone into something like a fugue state the second she'd shown him her naked pussy, controlled by the stiff, throbbing clit-boner pointed straight at him, hips moving on their own. She'd wanted something like this to happen, she thought. It was certainly easier to form thoughts now that her brain wasn't clouded by the intense, overbearing urge to cum.
'I'm… I think I'm okay. You were, like, wild . Was it because of my clit?'
He hesitated for a moment, then nodded. 'I'm sorry I lost my mind a little, honey. When I had it right in my face, just after we saw how big it really is, I just – I had to taste it. Suck it. And after that, I was so horny it hurt, and I had to – but we can… leave it as a one-time thing, and it doesn't have to change anything between us, you know? You're my little girl, Ellie. I love you.'
Eleanor thought about this, as her step-father finished cleaning her pussy. He used the dry part of the towel to pat away the moisture, and stood up, ready to go add the towel to the laundry basket. Before he could go, Ellie said, 'Do you think my clit could get… bigger?'
The words made Vince heartbeat surge. 'Would you like that?'
'I mean… I feel like it only gets better and more sensitive as it grows, right? And watching you, um, suck on it like that was… it was, like, the best. I've never felt anything like that. Maybe if we wait, it'll grow more, and you can… do it again? Nobody has to know. So it won't be a problem.'
'That's right, Els. It's just to relieve you. Otherwise, you'd be thinking about sex nonstop, and you couldn't do anything else.' He tried to keep the excitement out of his voice, although the conversation had him buzzing. He had some more equipment in his office that he was desperate to hand over to his step-daughter for her clit-expanding adventure, but admitting that now would show he'd planned everything too far in advance. So, he said, 'Keep using the cream, since it's having that effect, and I'll order something that might help. Alright?'
Eleanor nodded, as she got up to go change her now rumpled and messy clothes. Vince finished his extended, eventful breakfast, and had the bizarre of experience of going about his day like normal after he'd eaten out his kid and spunked on her mound. He didn't want to dwell on the morality of what they'd done, not least because his step-daughter's clitoral growth was mostly the fault of the substance he'd ordered for her, so he kept his eyes on the prize and the promise of more thrilling, forbidden pleasures.
Two days later, having given the supposed new order time to be delivered, Vince brought the package that had contained the cream over to Eleanor's bedroom door and knocked. She was on her bed, this time, lying on her stomach in an oversized sweatshirt dress, and when she turned over onto her back, he caught a glimpse up the skirt and saw her mouthwatering bald cunt on display. Underwear rubbed up against her clit so much now that she preferred to go without, if she was at home, and the thought suited Vince just fine.
'I got your new toy,' he said with a grin, pulling the item from the box and handing it over. It was a small, clear glass cylinder, open at one end and attached to a rubber hose at the other, with a round bulb at the end of the cord. A pump. Vince continued, 'You put the cream on, then put the pump on, and the vacuum pressure will help you absorb it into your skin even better. Maybe you could try it right now.'
Eleanor was interested, and a little nervous. Still, she got the tub from her bedside drawer, hiked up her dress, and slathered the hormone cream on her pussy, focusing on her hardening clit-dick. At her dad's instruction, she applied a little lube to the inside of the tube, fitted it over herself, and squeezed the pump.
She gasped as her girl-boner was sucked into the pump, then retracted once she let go. Slowly, she built up a rhythm, until she was sighing wantonly and reclining to enjoy the steady blowjob of the device. Her step-father watched, completely mesmerized. He could practically feel every powerful suck on his own dick, and with the tube being clear, they could both see her clitoris being stretched, released, the vacuum forcing the testosterone into her little rod.
Even though she wasn't thrusting, Vince could imagine the back and forth of her cocklet as an image of what it would look like for her to fuck someone – and that opened up a whole new avenue for his perverted fantasies. Could they get her clit big enough that she could slide it into another girl's warm, waiting pussy? Into her asshole? Ellie hadn't mentioned being interested in women before, but with this new sexual focus and ever-growing capabilities, how could she resist the mind-melting pleasure of plowing cunt, of feeling that most natural warm embrace around her brand new prick?
'How is it, Els?' he asked, strained. He was worried about scaring her by tugging on his meat so brazenly in front of her, but it was difficult to resist. He just massaged his erection through his slacks, squeezing when the pump sucked his step-daughter's clit.
'It's… oh, mh… it's almost too intense. I have to close my eyes 'cause looking at what it does to me's almost enough to, like, ah… make me cum.'
'Just get it out of your sight. You'll last longer.' Vince gestured towards her, palm up, then turned his hand down. 'Get on your hands and knees.'
Ellie nodded, seeming a little dazed, and did as she was told. There was a perverse sense of her step-father being a kind of porn director, instructing his child to pose like she wanted to get bred, and though neither thought this consciously, it added another layer of supremely sexy tension to the situation. On all fours, Eleanor continued to squeeze and release the bulb, the tube sucking her clit like a hungry mouth, hanging between her legs as it lengthened and released her girl-cock. It looked even more like a dick, this way, and Vince took it all in with gusto.
'Did it help?' he asked, still playing with his own covered hard-on.
'Hmm… I don't know… being in this position kinda…' she moaned, squeezing the bulb faster and faster, and started to rock her hips from side to side. If he'd been behind her instead of before her, Vince could've watched her cute teen holes on full display, an idea which only further turned him on. Suddenly, Ellie flinched, concern creasing her brow, and she released pressure from the pump to detach it from herself with a wet plop , at which point the front of her body sagged forward to rest on the sheets in something like the Child's Pose common in yoga, though her ass stuck up in the air as she panted.
'You okay, honey?' Vince asked right away, moving forward to place a hand on her shoulder.
'Yeah, it was just, like, too strong,' she murmured, muffled, long hair splayed out on the bed in front of her. 'I think I need to get used to it. It's too unrelenting. It kinda went right past feeling good to hurting.'
'You didn't injure yourself, did you? Let me see.'
Slowly, Eleanor shifted out of her prone position, swinging her legs over the edge of the bed so Vince could look between her parted thighs. Her impressive, meaty clit shone from the lube she'd applied to the inside of the tube, the skin red and puffy. It wasn't as pretty as it was without the suction temporarily enlarging the area, but he hoped regular use would create even more of a fixation than Ellie already had with her cocklet. He gently reached out and casually touched her nub, which twitched at the contact, and carefully massaged it. 'Does this help?'
Ellie watched her step-father rub her huge clit, first with the tips of his fingers, then by holding it between his thumb and forefinger and gently stroking up and down, too slow to get her off, but steady and strong enough to make her whole lower body tingle and her breath quicken. It was crazy to think that her dad was playing with her pussy, and even crazier to watch him do it, and feel the dizzying results of his fingering, but she was about to ask for something wilder.
'It helps,' she said, biting her lip. 'But I think it'd… hm… help more if… you could do it in a way that keeps it warm, and, like, wrapped up warm? Like a much… softer version of the pump…'
Vince obviously knew what she meant, but he wanted to hear it, to really rev himself up. 'Are you asking me to suck your clit again, Els?'
He was sure he saw her vulva pulsate, dicklit jumping just like the daddy cock that made it, which now strained in his pants. Eleanor nodded, clenching and unclenching her cunt for the slightest stimulation. 'Yes, dad.'
'Yes, what?'
'Please suck my clit.' She rocked her hips on the mattress. 'Lick it, kiss it. Make it feel better.'
Vince smiled brightly, like she'd asked him to fix her hair or fasten a necklace for her, and cheerfully knelt down to once again put himself face to slit with his beloved step-daughter's perfect little pussy – and not-so-little clitoris. She was slippery wet, her labia flushed and parted enough to show the hot pink mouth of her fuckhole. Above it, impossible to ignore, was her little-finger sized button, practically crying out for step-fatherly TLC. The scent of her sex was fantastic, and it made him think of the hundreds of times he'd eaten out her mother before they split ways, except smelling, seeing, and tasting such a perfect twat was all the sweeter when it belonged to his girl.
'You don't have to keep pumping if it feels bad, but I think you'll like it when you get used to it. Give it a couple days.' He punctuated his statement by kissing her directly on that entrancing oversized clit, and before she could really react, he slurped the small – but growing – member into the welcoming, warm, powerful confines of his horny mouth. As his step-daughter shivered and settled on her comforter to swim in the pleasure ebbing and flowing inside her like the tides, Vince settled on the ground and properly latched on to her girl-dick, suckling like a baby at its mother's breast.
' Fuck ,' Ellie whimpered, tensing up as an orgasm rapidly built within her. 'That's so much better, dad. Oh my God. Mmh…'
Vince continued to kiss and suck his step-daughter's beautiful clit, sometimes covering his teeth with his lips and carefully nibbling on it that way, and sometimes pressing his mouth completely over her mound to immerse her vulva in that welcoming heat. When she shuddered through an intense clitoral climax, he let her pulsating girl-cock rest on his tongue, and kissed the base over and over until Ellie settled back down.
That began a routine. Vince would go to work, taking the lunch Ellie made with him. In the early evening, he'd text her to let her know he was leaving, so she could pump while he drove back, and once he was home, he'd relax from his day at the office by nursing on his little girl's still-growing clit. His obsession with his step-daughter's cunt didn't seem to diminish now he was indulging in it, and he reveled in watching – and, more importantly, feeling – it become larger.
And, naturally, this fixation wouldn't stop at just tasting her.
Chapter 3
Although Vince had raised Ellie as a single dad practically from the day she was born, he'd never considered their family dynamic unusual.
Sure, there were awkward times. He'd missed his fair share of recitals and performances by doing overtime at work, but he'd attended just as many throughout his step-daughter's life. He wasn't sure how to deal with her questions about puberty and girlhood, but he had female family members and friends who filled in the blanks. He didn't always know how to express his affection, but he made sure she always knew she was loved, and that he'd worked hard for eighteen years to make sure she could choose a future that she really wanted. Overall, he hadn't been the world's best dad, but he'd tried hard, and he'd always believed they had a healthy, normal connection.
Now, as he steadily squeezed the bulb connected to the pump that was sucking his step-daughter's artificially expanded clit, he had to admit that things had taken a strange turn at some point. Maybe he should've dated more, or found some other outlet for the sexual fixations he'd always suppressed. If he had, though, he wouldn't be here, watching the pump pull and release his little girl's love button and seeing the shivers and ecstatic writhing it provoked in her gorgeous naked body.
Over the past couple of months, they'd figured out a lube ratio, schedule, and pressure that made the experience of pumping her clit absolutely heavenly for Ellie, and giving her dad control of the pump only made it hotter. When he was in charge of milking her girl-cock, there was the thrill of surprise, and of being so totally at the mercy of her loving step-father's hands – in more ways than one.
He'd never stopped licking and sucking her oversized clit, but they changed the times when they'd indulge. Even though the vacuum suction helped work the cream into her dicklet – all the way into her brain, judging by how fuckminded she'd become – eating her peach likely still stripped precious topical testosterone away. For now, Vince started to wake his step-daughter up with oral sex, under the flimsy pretext of helping with any residual pressure and pain from the previous night's pumping session.
Immediately after Ellie finished fucking the cylinder with her growing clit, her dad now massaged it with his talented fingers.
Getting his lips and tongue around his little girl's fuckbutton was amazing, but this whole obsession had started because he'd seen her jerk it off like he did his own cock, so feeling the stiff but giving texture of her horned-up clitoris between his thumb and forefinger was a different, potent jolt to his libido. He held it firmly, watching the hood retract and cover Ellie's clit-head as he jacked it for her, feeling the distinct separation between the twitching shaft and the sensitive glans. Groping her like this made it even more obvious just how similar her genitalia was to his own, and beating her meat was incredible.
Just below her clit was her drooling pussy, and though it wasn't the focus of Vince's obsession, the way its folds parted as she grew more aroused, giving him an easy view of her tight little hole begging to be bred, absolutely helped fuel the flames of his desire. He loved watching her slick slowly dribble down over her asshole, dripping onto the sheets, a gorgeous sign of how ready she was to take dick. He wasn't too surprised when, one night, while he was stroking her stiff clit, Ellie managed to do more than moan and said:
'You know that the clitoris isn't just what you can see, right? There's a whole, like, muscle that goes down around the sides of the vag.'
'I did know that,' Vince replied, continuing to diddle her clit-dick. 'I know I'm old, but give me a little credit. I've shown you I know my way around pussy.'
'Alright, point taken,' Ellie giggled, before her laugh melted into a moan. 'Well, I think that using the pump kinda strains the roots of it. Do you think you could, like… massage those parts, too?'
Vince pretended to give this some thought, and then, still massaging her sensitive nub, he traced her slick labia with his free index, shivering at the texture of her slippery lips, and felt the welcoming, precious heat of her vagina engulfing his finger. Perhaps the hormones had also enlarged the hidden parts of Ellie's clitoris, because the way her cunt gripped him, practically forced him to seek out the most sensitive zones inside her, was unlike what he'd experienced with other women. Either that, or the strength of her incestuous fucklust was just that strong.
Ellie sighed happily and lay back on the bed, enjoying the twin sensations of her step-father jacking her big clit and fingering her sweet hole. In turn, he relished the minute twitches and shivers he felt inside her, and the pulsing of her girl-dick. He kept massaging her while she moaned and writhed on the covers, adding his middle finger inside her puss next, then his ring, until he was fingerfucking her in rhythm to his stroking of her clit. Eleanor gripped the sheets, legs spread wide, and the muscles of her fuckhole spasmed powerfully when her orgasm washed over her. It was always a precious sight, and Vince drank in the way her tits shook, the tensing of her lean muscles, the way her mouth hung open in a silent gasp.
His little girl was perfect.
Vince smiled as he got to his feet, savoring the decadent sight of his naked step-daughter laying back in ecstasy, prominent clit twitching with the aftershocks of her climax. She blinked at him, and he saw her gaze go down his body, as it often did, and settling on the thick outline of the erection tenting his pants. He'd noticed Ellie being increasingly interested, however, and tonight, she took the leap and said:
'Hey, dad… can you tell that my clit's gotten bigger?'
'You sure can. I can feel it in my fingertips and in my mouth. Makes me wonder just how big you're gonna get, honey.'
'Well… maybe we could, like,' her eyes flicked from his crotch to his face, then back down, 'compare.'
The suggestion visibly made his dick flex in his pants, and Vince smiled as he reached down to unzip his slacks, freeing his painfully erect prick into the warm, sex-filled air of his step-daughter's room. He always jacked off after their little sessions, in private, and hadn't shown her his bare cock since the time he'd given into the impulse to jizz on her pretty little vulva, when her clit was smaller than now. The exhibitionism made his casual stroking even more pleasurable, as did the fascination he saw in Ellie's eyes.
'Let me get a little closer so we can really see,' he said, voice thick with arousal.
He dragged Ellie down the bed and got down on his knees, so their crotches were perfectly aligned, his dripping dick in spunking distance of her sweet teen cunt. Although she'd orgasmed so recently, Eleanor's breathing was starting to become heavier, and he could clearly see her oversized clit twitch in anticipation.
With a sense of just how significant this moment was, Vince took the base of his prick in his hand and watched – and felt – the sensitive little lips of his pisshole kiss the girthy underside of his step-daughter's huge clitoris, followed by the slippery bliss of his cockhead gliding into the slick cleft of her right pussy lip, nudging her girl-dick as it went. Then again, and again, her step-father's hips beginning to fall into the instinctive rhythm of a breeding rut.
'Ooh…' Eleanor moaned, angling her slit so her dad's penis could rub her in just the right way. Vince smiled down at her, lust reaching a fever pitch both between his legs and between his ears. A few months ago, he would have balked at the thought of himself and his child in this position, but his addiction to making Ellie's clit bigger had sent them into an incestuous spiral neither wanted to break free from. step-father and step-daughter knew exactly where this road ended, and the time to make that jump was now.
Neither knew for sure whether Ellie angled her cunt up or Vince thrust down, but one movement of his hips hit home, and his thick daddy cock slid into his step-daughter's pussy; to the hilt. He wasn't sure if she'd always produced this much girl drool, but he knew her tight little hole dripped with slick when she was aroused now, and she must have been very aroused, because he encountered absolutely no resistance on the way in.
'Oh,' said Ellie, and her mouth stayed in that "O" shape, just as her step-father's prick remained lodged deep in her cumpocket. Vince wasn't sure whether he froze out of regret, or fear, or simply to truly take in the gravity of the first time he penetrated his child.
But soon, without commenting further, his hips started to move, and Ellie's "O" alternated between capital and lowercase, as her step-father rutting into her made her let out little rhythmic moans. Unlike entering the hot paradise of her insides, pulling out was more of a challenge, and not just because Vince wanted his tool to stay safely ensconced in his little girl's love tunnel for good. The thickened muscles of her expanded clitoris clenched around her entrance, clinging to his shaft and massaging the veiny, throbbing length whenever he reared back. It felt incredible. And as thanks, Vince reached down and grasped his step-daughter's cocklet between his thumb and forefinger.
Pistoning into Ellie's hungry cunt, he pinched and masturbated her goliath clit, hitting his stride when he'd rear back as his fingers moved to the base of her girl-dick, then slamming his hips into her crotch, heavy balls slapping her ass, when he slid her hood almost down to the tip of her glans. The effect was electric, and Ellie threw her head back with a wanton cry. She'd never felt this much pleasure, didn't even know she could , but the combination of her step-father fucking her and beating her meat made her eyes roll back in her head, her toes clench hard, and within minutes, the strongest orgasm she'd ever felt wracked her supine body like a grand mal seizure.
Vince grunted, moving faster. The mouth of her divine pussy spasmed around his cock, begging him to shoot his seed deep inside his beloved baby girl, and before long, that's just what he did. Burying himself in to the hilt, he felt her big clit flex against his pubis, moving in his prick hair, and that was the final push he needed to fill Ellie up with ropes of hot incestuous cum. He dropped down on his step-daughter's body, rubbing his face on her soft teen tits while they both rode out their climaxes, her slim arms clinging to his broad shoulders the way lovers do while his hips thrust into her with a mind of their own.
Wary of putting his weight on her for too long, Vince eased his prick out of her slit, got to his knees, and crawled back – which gave him a decadent, fantastic view of his thick white spunk oozing out of his step-daughter's beautiful pussy, strands still connecting his horny cockhead to her used fuckhole and gorgeous twitching clit. It was an awesome sight.
'Did that internal massage help?'
Ellie grinned, and brought her fingers to her drooling, pulsating cunt, to scoop up some of her dad's load onto her fingers in order to taste it. Having her siblings in her pussy and in her mouth was insanely hot. 'It did, dad. I feel much, much better.'
***
Their routine continued for a couple of blissful months, but both knew that at some point, Eleanor's clitoris wouldn't be able to grow anymore. Though they didn't discuss it, they each wondered if Vince's fixation would diminish, and if their step-father-step-daughter fuck frenzy would fade into a strange, distant part of their memories.
About a month had passed since Ellie's clit reached its ultimate size, and Vince came home from work to find her leisurely fucking a fleshlight.
It had sort of started as a joke. After they'd been having sex for a few days, they moved from exclusively fucking in Ellie's room under the pretense of "massages" to boning wherever they pleased, as long as the neighbors couldn't see them. It didn't take long for her to find the fleshlight in her dad's bedside cabinet drawer. Naked at the time, she'd placed its mouth between her legs, her clit long enough to penetrate the lips, but too small for any suction to occur. Still, the visual was enough to inflame Vince's desire and plow her for hours. It redoubled his drive to give her the thickest, meatiest girl-dick they possibly could.
Once they figured out she wasn't growing anymore, he'd bought her a sort of "graduation" present: a pocket pussy with a particularly tight opening, recommended for men with tiny dicks – or, in his case, a step-daughter with a 3.5inch clit. Almost too big to even be classified as a micropenis.
At first, he wasn't sure Ellie would actually use the fleshlight, but it soon replaced the clit pump. It didn't have the harsh edge of the pump, and she could take her time with it, adjust how she wanted it to suck her off. Before long, she was using it to beat her meat whenever her dad wasn't around to take care of it for her, and even when he was – like now – he liked watching the silicone lips of the toy go up and down the shaft of his little girl's clit, liked the way her hips moved back and forth to fuck its tight mouth, imagining he was watching her fuck a real pussy the way no other cis woman had done before.
With some disappointment, he watched his step-daughter release the vacuum from the fleshlight through a switch on the side of the case, and it let go of her beautiful big girl-cock with a wet plop. He did love to see her clit be revealed this way: plumped up with fucklust and suction, with a perky stiffness that would make any man jealous.
'Dad,' Eleanor said, absently fondling her hard-on like a stoned, horny frat boy while she spoke. 'I've been thinking about something.'
'What's that?' asked Vince. His mouth was already watering at the sight of Ellie's grip around the base of her clit-dick, moving her grasp up to tease her hood – or foreskin? – up the glans, then watching it stretch back down along her rigid little pole, which she flicked, then flexed, making it pulsate in place, obviously eager to be surrounded by the warm wetness of someone else's body. He still couldn't get enough of what his step-daughter's genitalia had become. It was miraculous, proof that the human body needed only the slightest nudge to spiral into sexual single-mindedness, and he loved it. He was so lost in these thoughts he almost missed Eleanor's next words.
'I kinda wanna…' she trailed off, still toying with her member. 'I kinda wanna, like, fuck you in the ass.'
That was the last thing Vince had expected to hear. It was probably one of the first times a girl had said that to her own step-father.
Obviously, he'd become fixated on Eleanor's growing clit as soon as he clapped eyes on it. It had almost reprogrammed fundamental parts of himself – he'd gone from a hardworking, mild-mannered, well-organized middle manager who'd do anything for his step-daughter to a middle-aged gooner who'd do anything to have sex with his step-daughter. Watching her clit grow into this bona fide dick was the biggest turn-on he'd ever experienced. He loved touching it, sucking it, watching it penetrate toys. He dreamed of watching her eyes roll back in her head at the mind-melting pleasure of sticking her girl-cock in a real, live pussy.
The thought of letting her experience that ecstasy by going inside him had never crossed his mind.
And yet, hearing Ellie's quiet, melodic voice suggest the idea was enough to send a hot jolt of arousal down his spine, spreading molten sex through every vein. It would be the confirmation of just how far she'd come.
'Can you get hard enough?' he asked, too horny to be embarrassed by how gruffly turned-on he sounded. 'I'm pretty tight, you know. Your old man's not getting reamed out on the regular.'
'Oh my God, dad.'
' You're the one who wants to fuck me in the ass ,' Vince snorted, already getting on his knees to pull his step-daughter's precious prize close to his face. 'Anyway, I'll get you hard enough to cut diamonds.'
With that, he ducked his head between her thighs and sucked her stiff, lube-and-grool-slicked clit between his lips. It reached the back of his tongue now, and he reveled in how full his little girl's meat made his mouth, how much of a surface area he had to worship. He played with the length of her shaft with his tongue, rolling it around in the hot wetness of his hungry mouth, teasing the exposed clithead to give her a special shiver. Eleanor loved to see his head move up and down as he sucked her off, just another reminder of how mighty she'd grown, and how dedicated he was to her pleasure.
Vince could feel his step-daughter's boner measurably stiffer than before, especially when he wrapped his lips over his teeth and softly chewed the finger-sized girl-dick. That was about the time that she gently pushed against his forehead to make him retreat. He did, mouth and chin coated in her horny fluids, and she smiled with obvious lust. Ellie sat up, thighs spread, and grasped her stiff clit between her thumb and middle finger, moving back and forth to cover and uncover her glans with her hood, jacking it the way millions of men were doing all over the world at that same moment. It was a hypnotic sight, and it made Vince moan at the back of his throat.
'Strip,' Eleanor said with a grin, pumping her clit while she eyed up her step-father, like a pervert at a topless beach. The sleazy vibes coming off her were so at odds with her youthful femininity that the scene looped back around to beyond erotic. This was the most obvious, visible sign of a woman wanting to fuck him that Vince had ever seen, and it was the girl he'd created with his magnificent cock.
Incest was a sin, but he had to have done something right to deserve this slice of heaven.
Vince didn't kid himself: he was mindful of his diet and exercise routines, but he wasn't some twenty-year old hunk, and he wasn't going to do anything resembling a striptease. He did, however, take his time as he unbuttoned his dress shirt, revealing the swell of his hairy pecs, and the trail that went over the slight hill of his stomach down to his prick bush. Eleanor had seen him naked plenty of times by now, but the promise of their next ultra taboo act made his disrobing erotic rather than utilitarian. Each dropped piece of clothing made him just that little bit harder, until he yanked his briefs down to free his dripping, painfully hard cock and tight, pulled-in balls. He was already breathing heavily, and so was his little girl.
Eleanor beckoned her dad closer to the bed with her index finger, and made him watch while she coated her boner with a lick of slippery lube, while he stroked himself to the sight. For a fantastic moment, step-father and step-daughter were beating their meat at the same time, watching each other's flushed, twitching, desperately horny hard-ons straining for incestuous sex.
Finally, when his mind was fuzzy and full of nothing but thoughts of fucking and filth, Vince crawled down to the edge of the bed and bent over the bottom, knees on the floor, shuffling to spread apart so Eleanor had easy access to his virgin asshole. Neither of them mentioned stretching it out with a couple of fingers first, because while Ellie's girl-dick was absolutely amazing, it wouldn't hurt going in, especially with all the lube she'd slathered on it, and Vince wanted to make sure he was nice and tight for her.
God. This whole situation was insane.
Vince felt fingers trail down his back, which made him arch involuntarily, further presenting his exposed hole. The hands ran over his buttocks, pressing down to greedily knead the firm flesh, then moving his cheeks apart to watch the ring of his entrance pucker in anticipation.
And then, with a gasp, he felt his step-daughter's huge, stiff clit sink inside him, until her thighs were flush with his.
Ellie gasped at the sensation, too. Her cocklet was instantly surrounded by the welcoming heat of her step-father's insides, and though she wasn't that far past the entrance of his hole, the combination of the beautiful sensation and the knowledge of how perversely taboo their mating was made her horny out of her mind. Right away, she started to thrust, moving as deep as she could, rutting insistently against her dad's tight ass.
'Oh my God,' Eleanor moaned, humping faster. This felt so different from the fleshlight she'd been playing with for weeks now, from the talented heat of Vince's lips and tongue. It was like her clit was created to do this, to fuck holes hard and fast, and that she would've been denied this ecstasy if she hadn't grown this goliath love nub.
For his part, Vince felt clear, steady prefuck squirt out the slit of his cockhead every time his step-daughter's hips struck his ass with a loud sweat-slicked slap. Her clit wasn't big enough to reach his prostate, of course, but the steady, shallow stimulation of his inexperienced asshole felt wonderful, as if a warm cloud was floating over and inside his taint, balls, dick, and lower stomach, constantly zapping every nerve with strikingly accurate thundershocks. More than that, though, he was completely lost in the unimaginable debauchery of this fuck session, of how it never would've happened if his prick hadn't taken control of his thoughts as soon as he set eyes on Eleanor's enlarged clit. It had all led up to this, and it was filthy and amazing.
And so, when Ellie stammered, 'I'm, like… ah… so glad that the cream backfired.'
Vince mindlessly murmured, 'It did exactly what it was supposed to, honey. It was T. It's meant to pump up your sweet clit.'
The rutting against his ass stopped, though he moaned at the sensation of his step-daughter's girl-dick twitching in his sensitive hole. Eleanor was clearly shocked, but intrigued. She said, 'W-what?'
'I walked in on you fingering yourself,' Vince replied. Slowly, he started to grind his cunt against the stiff little pole between Ellie's legs, doing the work for her. 'Mmh… well, jacking off, I mean. Tugging on your mouth-watering clit. And right away, ah, I knew – I knew I had to push you as far as you could go. I was obsessed . I still am. You have the hottest twat I've ever seen and not letting you reach your full potential would've been – criminal .'
He'd started stroking his meat halfway through his babbled confession, each word saturating his mind with more intense horniness. He'd never admitted the lengths he'd gone to until now, and speaking his plan out loud made it plain just how perverted it was, how he'd fixated on his beloved step-daughter as his ultimate sexual object and modified her body without her knowledge or consent. It had been so easy to get the process started. The tiniest push was enough to launch both of them into a frenzy of clit-worship incest fucking, where they could wallow in all-encompassing sexual desire.
He was a bad person. His fist made loud, wet noises as it pumped the length of his painfully hard prick, slopping streaming precum over his shaft and onto the floor. He was a really bad person.
Vince was so lost in the moment that Ellie took him completely by surprise with a single, simple push, and he stumbled forwards onto the mattress, only to immediately get flipped over onto his back. He wasn't sure what to expect when his eyes met his step-daughter's, and he wasn't exactly surprised when her dark pupils mirrored the intense fucklust igniting all of his senses.
'Wow,' she said, and her voice sounded thicker, somehow – he thought it might be emotion, hurt at being betrayed, but it quickly became obvious that it was unbridled desire. She roughly spread his thighs wide, grabbing his ankles either side of her body for leverage as she let his thirsty asshole suck her clit back in. 'You're a filthy fucking pervert , dad. How could you do that to your sweet little girl?'
'That's what makes it fun,' Vince moaned, stroking his cock faster now, even more turned on by their words and the sight of his step-daughter over him, firm tits jiggling with every thrust. 'Turning my beautiful baby into an incest sex addict. Who'd believe that at work?'
'They'd believe it if I, like, filmed you right now and sent it to everybody at your company,' Ellie said, in an almost-growl. Vince felt the swell of her pubic mound rhythmically hitting his taint, her lean stomach brushing his tight balls. He groaned. 'I could just grab my phone and do it now. Then they'd all know what you are. You want that?'
Vince barely had the presence of mind to shake his head, which he then threw back to concentrate on jacking off, enamored with the consistent stimulation of his tight asshole, the sensation of his step-daughter's clit inside him . A video of this moment would be impossible to explain. It would ruin him. So why was the thought of being exposed as a morally bankrupt step-daughter-fucker – or step-daughter-fuckee – such a boon to his libido?
'Then everyone'd see your big, beautiful meaty clit, too, and they'd all want a feel and a taste,' Vince said. 'And I made you and your hot dick for me , so that's fucking unacceptable.'
Ellie giggled, which turned into a whine, and she thrust her hips hard against her step-father's ass to get as deep inside him as she could while savoring her climax, shuddering from the intensity of this first extraordinary session. Vince felt her thick clit spasm and flex in his hole, which was just enough to tip him over the edge. The first shot of spunk landed across his stomach and chest, but he pointed his cock at his little girl's gorgeous body to paint her skin with pearly ropes of cum, hot splatters of jizz landing on her tits and belly, trickling down to where his hole was kissing her girl-dick.
'Damn,' she panted. 'Forgot to grab my phone and film all that. I guess we, like, have to do it again soon.'
Vince chuckled, sat up, and casually squeezed his step-daughter's plump breast. 'Guess we do.'
***
The trunk closed with a loud click, and Vince breathed a sigh of relief. He'd managed to Tetris everything Ellie wanted to take to college in the car. A three-day drive, and they'd be unpacking the lot in her dorm room. It was a bittersweet thought, but he was proud she felt confident enough to leave home, not to mention glad that her migraines had calmed down enough to let her do so.
They were each bringing a backpack with a change of clothes for the road trip, but as she was wont to do, Ellie had left it all to the last minute, and was upstairs getting her things ready. He figured they could hit their local favorite breakfast place on the way, as a sort of goodbye before she'd be gone a couple months, and he headed to her room to let her know the plan. Her door was ajar, and it swung open when he rapped on it with his knuckle – but step-father and step-daughter didn't have secrets from each other anymore. They hadn't for a while.
So when she turned around in just a sports bra and tight-fitting pair of high-waisted spandex short shorts, tugging them up her torso to make her delicious big clit jiggle out of the hole she'd cut in the crotch, he just grinned and let his lascivious gaze focus on the meat between her legs. With the bottoms flattening the sweet swell of her pubis and constricting her puffy labia, her terminally-enlarged fucknub was more exposed than ever, looking more like a little cock than ever. She'd slid a small pearl hairband around the shaft, at the base, which functioned as a makeshift cockring, the elastic plumping up her girl-boner while the round gemstones slid over and pushed against the sensitive skin and muscle.
'Hey, dad,' she said, swinging her hips to make her clit swing from side to side. 'How do I look?'
'Amazing. But I think you'll get us arrested if you go out like that, regardless of how I feel about it.'
'I'm gonna, like, wear shorts over it! I just wanted you to have easy access while we're driving, and when we stop in motels along the way… if we're gonna be apart for a while, I want you to touch and suck and take my clit as much as you can. And it'll give me a cute little bulge, too, since rubbing up against the inside of my daisy dukes'll keep me at least kinda hard all the time.'
Hearing his step-daughter talk this way, showing how she'd planned out frequent incest fun for their journey, made Vince feel an equal amount of genuine step-fatherly love and irrepressible horniness. She'd changed so much in such a short amount of time, and it was heavenly. He moved towards her and flicked her thick girl-dick with one finger, loving the way it jiggled back and forth.
'Do you need to go before we hit the road?' he asked, innocently.
She raised an eyebrow quizzically at the childish question, but as she watched get down on his knees, a bright grin illuminated her features. She dropped down on the edge of the bed and spread her legs to grant her step-father all the access to her behemoth clit he could ever want.
'You wanna get to work?' she asked, flexing her pussy to make her heavy girl-dick jump.
Vince smiled, put his hands on her inner thighs, and happily did so.