Aya was brought up in a single parent family, and most of the time, she would be taken care of by her step-sister, almost twelve years her senior. Her sixteenth birthday had just passed then, and there was not a single present nor cake to celebrate. A year ago, she was placed in the girls’ home for theft despite the pleading by the lawyers about her family background. But for her, the eight months inside was considered lucky, for she was carrying drugs for her friends whilst she was stealing. Thankfully, she wasn’t on it.
Her step-sister, Liya, was out of job for about four months, but had savings to ride out the tide, till she found another one. Aya could take care of herself, she had been doing that for a long time, since her parents stopped caring for her.
A few days ago, her dad returned from business and for the first time, seen her after he lost the custody to her mum.
Dad: ‘Aya?’
Aya: ‘Hi dad.’
Dad: ‘What happened to mummy?’
Aya: ‘Drugs again. Back inside.’
Three years ago, this little girl who left him has now become a beautiful swan. Light brown hair despite the family line of dark brown tone, natural long eye lashes and make-up-like smoothness. On top of that, her breasts had developed into a pair of juicy 34D, which was considered large for her small build. Daddy’s eyes could not turn away from his little girl, who turned legal just in time for him to savour.
Dad: ‘Aya, sister told me she’s got a job. And accommodations will be provided for her. Think she won’t be home so soon.’
Aya: ‘Yeah. I know. She told me.’
Dad: ‘Let’s go shopping tomorrow. Get you a few sets of clothes.’
Aya: ‘Don’t have to work?’
Dad: ‘I’ve just returned from finalizing an investment in an uprising company. Money will come in steadily soon. Hope I won’t have to work forever.’
*And stay home to enjoy this little piece of meat all day long.*
He spent the night learning more about her company and her, explaining the female triads she joined, and how he would home-school her. They both became closer after a three hour-long talk and for the first time, Aya felt the warmth of having love, falling asleep on his bed as her eyelids got heavy.
Dad’s mind was normal. Normal in a sense.. that what would run through the mind of a hormones raged body. Knowing there is no way he would see love the same way again, he could only hold on to the feelings that his first wife gave him. The fruit of their love, on his bed. Ironically – forbidden fruit.
The warmth of love from his hand travelled up her legs, under her nightie and between her legs. Aya knew what was happening and tried to stop her dad. There was no way Aya could stop him, if he persevered. Dad gave in, and broke down. Pouring his heart out to his little girl, about how mum got addicted and sold herself for drugs. No man could take that lying down. Exhaustion caught up with him soon and his body felt heavy, finally, he might be able to sleep soundly for the first time.
Aya: ‘Daddy.. Will doing it help you feel better? Will doing it help bring mummy closer to you?’
Dad: ‘Silly girl. That was rash of me. I don’t want to do it with you. You’re my daughter.’
Aya waited for his fidgeting to stop before wriggling herself away from that monster. This hot little girl had no idea how appealing she was, to be only protected by her innocence. Well, that’s what everyone thought. The triads she joined in the past did had lots of females, and they never failed to bring their boyfriends to the hideout to fuck, even exchanging partners sometimes. She had since started masturbating, fingering herself, and even getting toys to use on herself.
She flipped her dad onto his back and pulled his pajamas pants down. That move made him twitched and upright.
Dad: ‘Aya, what are you doing?’
Aya: ‘Sorry dad. I’ll get back to sleep.’
She was suddenly reminded of the attempted rape by her mum’s abusive boyfriend, and cold sweat broke out, mixing her moist pussy with more fluid. He couldn’t hide his urge and had to know she was fine for the ordeal.
Dad: ‘You okay?’
Fearing her trembling voice would scare him, she nodded in response.
Dad: ‘There’s no stopping it once you woke it up.’
He got on top of her, and forcefully pinned his daughter down, tearing her red laced nightie away like a tiger paw meeting a piece of paper. He held her legs up like a baby given a fresh nappy wipe, just that this time is with his tongue.
Daddy sank his thick rough tongue into Aya’s love hole and felt an opposing gush of thick clear honey. It was already two in the morning and the fun just started. Little Aya could only bite her lips as his tongue slurped up her nectar, prodding in and out at her entrance. After a few rounds of clitoral orgasms, dad got on his knees and aimed.
Her wide eyes couldn’t shut at all, frozen in fear. He would be the first to be in her, and there would be no stopping him once he felt how heavenly she could make him. Clumsily positioning his pee hole at her opening, he slammed his balls onto her butt, driving the maximum shaft length into her virgin vagina.
Not a single sound came out from her opened mouth, shocked from the size of her dad, the pain, and an underlying sensation of pleasure beyond what her toys can give her. The ease of thrusting in and out of her made him wild and it became a natural slipping motion, he pushed beyond the head and the rest will just glide in. He pulls after the little mushroom and her labia will push him out.. only to be rammed open.
Aya had already lost control of her body by then, letting it fall into limbo, totally limped and blanketed by the pleasure, numbed to the pain. Much similar to a human-sized doll, she lay there motionless with her eyes opened, staring at her lovely father, holding her knees apart, pounding his thick slab of meat in and out, squirting juices on the bed sheets.
In the late morning, she woke up on her own bed with no recollection of what happened. But the tingling warmth in her belly explained the weakness in her legs. Seems like daddy helped himself to a sleeping beauty as he awakened.
Aya’s days following that night was a wild and sex-filled one. Getting fucked in daddy’s car in multistory car parks, giving daddy road head, relieving him of his work stress, all had become too common. Having gone through so much pleasuring, her pussy amazingly remained tight and fresh.
Once, he even fucked her sideways on a bus, a fantasy she had always wanted to fulfill. It was on it’s way across Geylang and Mustafa, before she asked him for a favor not to let her wetness go to waste. As there wasn’t anyone on the last bus, he quickly unzipped his pants and lifted up her dress, which was one of the many skimpy clothes he bought and instructed her to wear, and made her lie on the cushion. On the last row of seats, space were aplenty for them to finish their ‘ride’ comfortably. Though she wet the seats, her moans were soft enough to hide their raging sexuality.
On a few occasions, her dad would drug her step-sister and fuck her in front of Aya, which she learnt was a punishment to her step-mum who cheated him of his money and left this daughter (which is not even his) to take care. Frankly speaking, her 1.8m tall lady was sexier than Aya with super fair skin and an angelic face. Even to be mistaken as a Chinese, though she was mixed blood.
Let’s not touch on the days when their dad brought friends home to enjoy Liya while he fucked Aya quietly in his room. Sex slave? Doesn’t seem so to me. At last she’s loved. Now, Dad’s friends are done, who’s next?