29 How to Cure Tightass-ness! (1/2)

The drive home is quite pleasant.

Absolutely no interruption whatsoever, aside from my ragged groaning and grunting whenever I blow a nut or two down my daughter's gullet.

Oh. That is not to mention her forced gagging and desperate gulping as she tries to swallow everything that I feed her.

And I feed her quite a bit.

Alright. A lot!

But who is counting, huh?

Certainly not me.

In order to kill the boredom, I challenge myself to beat my very own score on the way home. The score being the number of times that I had dumped my baby batter into my baby girl on the way to the porn shop, which situated on the outskirt of town.

I think it was about 6 times in total.

Luckily, I manage to beat it by 2.

Unholy fuck! I can cum more than a dozen times in about 3 hours!? Seriously!?

That is just not humanely possible. I mean humanly possible.

But it is totally ghostly possible because I just did it. Hah!

I still have a lot in me to give her. Seriously.

Oh. I am going to cum again. Ah! Ugh!

Please stand by…

Please stand by for a little bit longer…

Just a little bit longer…

Ahem.

My daughter and I eventually get into the house and find our ways to the kitchen to sit down and have a rest.

Me, my cock and balls. Mary, her jaw, mouth and throat.

It has been quite a long eventful afternoon.

And while I did brought dinner for the both of us since it is quite late to start making any dinner, I don't think my daughter is that hungry.

In fact, she is quite full. Full of my milk that is. Hah!

Honestly, Mary has been eating constantly since I had picked her up from school. Such a glutton. Good thing that she is my only child. I will be a husk by the time I get home otherwise.

Booboobooboobs!

My daughter still joins me for dinner, however, giving me this awesome view while I gobble up all the foods in order to produce more creamy milk for her.

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'My stomach is so full. I really hope dad is okay. He can… cum… a lot. I think that is the word he keeps using whenever the venom gushes out from his penis.'

The thought bubble hovers above her head informs me.

Cute. That is so damn cute.

I swear I could blow a load or two by just knowing exactly what my daughter is thinking about.

In fact, I am fucking hard again. I am always hard.

That is my thing, being a Primordial Champion of Lust.

Actually, it is not because of that. It has more to do with who I am before the Great Maker found me, and then basically give me a choice of becoming a champion or cease to exist.

I am a fucking ghostly pervert and I am fucking proud of it.

Hah!

Honestly, being empowered by the Great Maker just allows me to cum gallons without requiring rest, which reminds me, I need to drink a lot of fluids or I will die of dehydrations.

Is it too crazy to drink out my daughter's pussy?

No? Alright. Add that to my list of deviant things to do.

There is quite a lot on there already. Some of them are NSFL – not safe for life. Heh.

”Don't worry, sweetie. Daddy will help you get rid of your tightass problem soon. If you aren't hungry, please go and get clean. I will clean up down here. I mean clean the kitchen.”

I assure my daughter when she is pondering about going to hell. My bitch of a wife really put the fear of hell into her mind. The school also helps.

And thanks to that, I am benefiting greatly.

”Thank you, daddy.”

My daughter responses before taking her bag and head upstairs.

I watch her go with a bright smile. I honestly want to join her in the steamy shower like in the morning, but she wouldn't be able to get any cleaning done.

”Oh, by the way, sweetie. You don't need to wear anything after you finish taking a shower. I will just get in the way when I help you get rid of your tightass.”

I call out from the kitchen table. My daughter is already out of view by then.

”O-okay, daddy.”

Mary responses after a moment as I smile. That was easy.

Now, I just need to get her to wear practically string whenever she is at home with me. It would allow me to fuck my daughter whenever I want. Just imagine that. Hah!

I chuckle to myself before checking some of the stuff that I have brought from the shop.

All of them will be put to good use. Most of them right now. I think I will give her the costume tonight or maybe tomorrow morning. It all depends on how things go, really.

”Daddy? W-why are you also naked?”

My beautiful daughter utters once she returns to the kitchen about half an hour later, stark naked like I have asked of her.

Both of her hands cover her huge breasts and private area. And they only done so mostly out of instinct and reflex.

Instantly, my eyes scan her up and down as I sit butt naked on the kitchen chair. My clothes are thrown all over the floor like 15 minutes ago, when I finish eating and setting up all the necessary tools. Those tools are sitting on the table.