Rocket Girl

As unbelievable as it would have been a few weeks ago, Reggie and the boys have fallen into a steady pattern of sex. She has steadily lost the hesitation of that first time, always eager to fuck the boys whenever possible. To everyone else, it just seemed they were spending even more time with each other than usual.

Raymundo on the other hand had noticed her change, both in her demeanor and appearance. She was still his baby girl, mostly undeveloped, but she had started to dress sexier, her demeanor changing to one of a girl that knows what guys want. Even more so, he had noticed that she never left her trio of friends long enough to have done anything with anyone else.

He was pretty sure what was going on, but he didn't want to make accusations, and he wasn't sure if he should be upset. He had mentioned it to Tito, who reminded him of the stuff the two of them had gotten up to as kids. As long as she seemed happy, then what was there to worry about? With Tito's reassurance, he finally decided that he would not intervene as long as Reggie continued to be happy with the situation.

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It was the next morning when things started to change for him. He was sitting at the table, dressed only in his boxers, drinking a cup of OJ when his daughter bounced down the stairs dressed in silk panties and a short cropped t-shirt. He stared for a moment at his daughter, then snapped out of his trance and stood.

He had just turned away towards the fridge when Reggie bounded up to him and called his name. Turning towards her, his eyes nearly bugged out of his head when she gave him a big hug, dangling her scantily clad front against him. Without thinking, he lowered his arms to hug her back.

"Good morning, dad!" Reggie said cheerfully, before dropping to her feet.

It took him a moment to gather the words, but he finally manages a cheerful, "Morning, Reggie. Sleep well?" He doesn't let her go, but neither does she try to pull away. The worst part is he can feel her hard little nipples against his stomach, which in turn, starts to make his cock stir.

Reggie looks a little startled at the sudden hardening against her stomach, and backs out of the hug. She lets it fade and gives him a smile, knowing that her father would never think of doing something like Otto and others do, that his erection is just a natural response. "Yeah, dad. I slept ok." She looks anywhere but at his crotch, before finally saying, "I'm going to take a shower."

Raymundo nods slowly as she departs, feeling both embarrassed at his own reaction and increasingly turned on as his mind goes out of control. Most notably is the thought of what she looks like beneath those flimsy clothes. His thoughts turn to needing to see her naked, no matter what.

His feet move of their own volition, leaving the kitchen and ascending the stairs. His mind continues to race, thinking of what she might look like naked. Her breasts were still unformed, he had felt that. Would her pussy have hair? Does she masturbate? Which then leads on to more thoughts, thoughts that both disturb him and excite him. Stopping just outside the bathroom door, he can hear water running. He is so far gone now that he couldn't have stopped himself if he tried. Carefully, he opens the door, peering inside.

Inside, the shower curtain is closed, preventing him from seeing anything unless he walked forward and jerked it open. Despite the state his mind is in, he knows just how badly that would go. Instead, he sets his eye on the towel laid out and quickly reaches out to snatch it up.

As he turns and closes the door behind him, he nearly leaps through the ceiling as Otto is standing in front of him. "O-otto, g-good morning!"

"Morning Raymundo. Is Reg in there?" Otto asks sleepily, rubbing his eyes, to which Raymundo answers with a nod. "Can I have that towel? All the others are in the washing machine. Twister and I are going surfing." Raymundo simply nods again, and Otto takes the towel, heading towards the stairs. He stops at the top and turns back to Raymundo, flashing him a grin. "Go get some coffee, dad, you're totally out of it still."

When Otto has finally left, Raymundo trusts himself to breathe, nearly collapsing in the process. That was close!, he tells himself, wiping his brow. He finally catches his breath, and walks away quickly towards the laundry room.

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After about ten minutes, he finally hears footsteps moving hurriedly towards the laundry room. Moving over to the cabinet, out of sight of the door, he waits for her to enter the room.

Reg pushes open the door, hurrying into the laundry room, then makes an exasperated sound as she realizes the washing machine is still churning away. Her tight buttocks and smooth legs, glistening with water droplets have Raymundo's rapt attention, but it quickly shifts when she bends over at the waist, digging through a laundry basket. His eyes are locked on her pussy, pressed into a thin slit in that position, hairless and inviting.

Turning, Reggie jumps in surprise at Raymundo standing in front of the cabinet, then covers herself. "Dad! Why didn't you say you were there?"

Raymundo snaps out of his reverie, forms a smile on his face, and slowly approaches her. "Sorry about that, Reggie. I just didn't want to embarrass you." He kept help but notice her eyes are fixed on his crotch, and looking down, realizes that he is standing at attention with a small spot of precum soaking through. When he looks up again, he quickly moves to stop Reggie as she tries to escape the room, grabbing onto her wrist.

She struggles for a moment, pulling away, before he wraps his arms around her, pulling her back against him. His hard cock is pressed against her ass cheeks, leaking more precum as she struggles against him. "Dad, let me go! Please let me go!"

Her words don't reach his ears though as he forcibly turns her, pushing her down onto a pile of dirty clothes. She lashes out with a foot, but he quickly blocks it, moving his body over hers. His hands grope over her undeveloped chest, tweaking the nipples, even as his weight makes it impossible for her to escape.

Lowering his mouth to her lips, he kisses her deeply, his tongue moving against his helpless daughter's. She doesn't return the kiss, simply lying beneath him, tears streaming down her face knowing from experience that it's useless to resist.

His hand moves down between her thighs, pushing a finger inside her surprisingly wet center. When he is sure she won't move, he moves off her a bit and lowers his head to her pussy, lapping away at her clit as his finger moves inside of her. For a moment, he marvels at how tight she is, but then realizes just how small the three boys must be. With an eager grin, he sits up and positions his cock at her entrance, pushing the large cockhead against her entrance.

This action gives Reggie a renewed sense of struggle as she tries to fight him. "No! Daddy, please. I... I can't. It's too big. Please!"

Raymundo is beyond listening to her words as he shoves his cock into her, working at her, stretching her. Her squeals and cries go unheard as he forces his cock into her, slowly but surely, until he bottoms out inside his little girl.

Savoring the sensation of having such a tight pussy clutching his cock, he lowers himself over her, kissing her tear stained face. "Daddy loves you, Reggie," he says quietly as he starts to thrust into her, first a slow motion, savoring the sensations, but then increasing into a frenzied thrusting as the tight walls of her pussy quickly push him towards release.

New tears fall as she feels his hot cum splashing against her insides, spurting deep into her young womb. Raymundo kisses these tears away as well, lovingly whispering, "You'll learn to like it, Reggie."

And it was true. She knew it in her heart. Just as she had grown to enjoy the sex with Otto, Twister and Sammy, she would grow to enjoy sex with her father.

((It's not as good as the first one, but I figure it was a long time coming, so I owed you something. So, here it is.))