Chapter 84: Unraveled 004/ Daddy’s Gloryhole Girl 001

“Yes. YES ahaah. Fuuuck. OHHHHHHH, you’re going to make me cum. Please, uhhggh, don’t stop, please.”

“Mommy, this is, ah, so fucking hot.”

We were going at it like wild animals now. Totally out of control.

“Baby, you’re so big. I’m so fucking full.”

“Mommy!” We were breathing heavily, sweating over each other. The of my slamming into her pussy brought me closer and closer to my next orgasm, but before I got close..

“Baby! I’m going to cum. Please don’t stop. AHHH, GOD, GOD, YES, DON’T STOOOP AHHHHHHHHHH.”

Her pussy tightened around me and mom used her legs to pull me in even closer. The moment was pure ecstasy. I was in bliss. The only woman, my own mother, that I’ve ever wanted just came because of me and she was loving it.

But I wasn’t done yet. Before she could relax and before I lost momentum, I pulled out.

“You done again already baby?” she asked almost disjointed.

“Turn over.’ I said, flipping her myself as I said it.

“My ass?” she asked as I pulled her hips up lifting her ass towards me.

“Not yet.” I said taking my cock and working it back into her pussy from behind. I gave a few slow thrusts before gaining full momentum again. She set herself on her elbows with her face in the pillow.

“My baby likes to, ah, take control huh? Baby, hmmm, likes his new toy. Oh, Ohhh, I’m so happy.” Her tits were swinging slightly. She looked back at me and I could see she was almost drooling.

I loved the idea of her being my live in slut to use whenever the mood takes me.

“You like fucking mommy? I know how much you’ve wanted mommy for so long. I’m sorry I had to make you, ah, god. Make you wait baby. Fuuuuuck. Ohhh. But now I’m all yours. Ahhh. All yours.”

That was it. I was over the edge and came again inside her tight pussy.

“Mommy! AHHH”

“Yes baby. Cum for mommy. Give me everything!”

I was spent. Exhausted. My arms and legs were burning like fire. We couldn’t have been at it more than a few minuets but my body let like I had run a marathon. I pulled out and collapsed next to her. Mom took a moment to compose herself then laid down next to me. Both of us naked above the covers.

She stroked my cheek and said, “Happy Birthday,” then leaned over to kiss me. Our kiss was deep and passionate. We held it for some time before drifting into a deep sleep.

The End.

Book Title: Daddy's Gloryhole Girl 001

“Bullshit!”

I couldn’t believe what my friend was telling me.

“I’m sorry Steve, but I’m not making this up. She was there, and she went in that booth, and then a line of about three guys took turns going in the other one. When they were done, she came out. I went and checked the booths out, and there was, no shit, a glory hole.”

I was devastated. My 18 year old daughter was on the working side of a gloryhole. A million questions were going through my head. How many times has she done this? Did she lose some kind of bet? Is she a whore? I dropped to the couch, barely able to process what my friend was telling me.

“I hid behind the racks of porn movies in the store, and she walked up to the clerk, and they handed her a fat wad of cash. And, Steve, to be honest, I have used that hole a time or two, and, well, um, I may have gotten sucked off by Lauren too. I don’t know for sure, but I feel guilty as hell.”

“If you didn’t know, I can’t be mad,” I answered, still in a stupor. “But, since you know she’s been doing that now, can you avoid it till I have it all sorted out?”

“You didn’t have to ask. I’m done with it. Who knows whose wife or daughter has blown me in that thing.”

“Thanks, Bill. This is a lot to process, so I’m gonna let you go so I can get me head wrapped around it.”

With that, I hung up the phone and tried to process it all. My wife died from cancer a couple years before, when Lauren was 15. She had taken it hard, and I tried my best to help her through the grieving process. Despite my efforts, she began to rebel, and started acting out. She started dressing more provocatively, and hanging out with kids who I didn’t feel were good for her. Her friends came to me and told me they were concerned, and I would try talking to her, and she would lash out at me. One time she even blamed me for her mom’s death! So I did my best to keep the peace with her, and hopefully she would come around.

One night I came home from working late, and walked in on her and some boy that I didn’t know having sex. I walked in on them mid coitus.

“Daddy!” She yelled.

I immediately covered my eyes and apologized, before closing the door. After the boy left, I gave her time to compose herself, and went to talk to her.

“Sorry I walked in on you. If you are expecting me to scream and yell, I won’t. But, please for God’s sake, use protection. How long have you been having sex?”

“A couple months,” she answered, seemingly unashamed. “Don’t worry, I’m started in the pill the last time you took me to the doctor, and I always have him wear a rubber.”

“That’s good. Just be careful.”

“I will, Daddy.”

And after that, our relationship started to turn the corner, and we began getting closer again. That was just after her 18th birthday, but here just three months later, she is working a gloryhole.

A little while later she came in the front door.

“Daddy, I’m home,” she called.

Do I confront her now, or do I wait? I weighed the options, and decided I wasn’t up to what would surely be a knock down-drag out fight.

“Hey. How was your night?”

“It was good. I went and hung out with friends. Probably doing the same thing tomorrow night.”

“Will you be out this late again?”

“Probably.”

“Okay.”

The next evening, as she was getting ready, I made note of what she was wearing. She was wearing a skirt that was low rise on her hips, and came down to mid thigh. She was wearing a super tight midriff blouse, and what looked like a push up bra that seemed to lift her C cup tits out of her shirt.

“Daddy, I’m getting ready to leave,” she called.

“Okay, have fun. I’m getting ready to go eat dinner at Bill’s. Don’t get in any trouble,” I answered.

As I walked up the hall way, she had her back to me getting her things together, and she dropped her keys. She bent over to pick them up, and I was flashed with a lacy pink thong.

After she left, my head was reeling. I made a plan to follow her and see where she went. But what was I going to do if I caught her at the store working that God-forsaken booth? I didn’t have an answer, so I jumped in my car and started driving across town.

When I got to the store, my heart sank when I saw her little red Focus parked out front. Just great, my daughter is a cock sucking slut, I thought. And while I should have been going to Bill’s I couldn’t stop myself, but I started to go into the store. Inside, I felt like I was riding in someone else’s body. I was on complete auto pilot as I walked to the counter and asked how much the booths cost.

“$50,” the guy behind the counter answered. “And tonight, you are gonna services by one of the hottest 21 year-olds I’ve ever been blown by.”

“She is?”

“For sure. Nobody works that booth without sucking me first.”

I was amazed my daughter blew this guy. He was about 5′8″ and had to way close to 270 pounds, and was as greasy as he was hairy.

I was still on autopilot as I pulled out my wallet and laid the money on the counter. Was I really going to pay for a blowjob from my daughter? I knew it was wrong, but she had apparently blown everyone else in this town. Why not?