Forced to Carry Daddy's Baby

Just home from college, I thought I’d settle in to a routine. But mom and dad fighting all the fucking time really got on my nerves.

But when mom explained what they fighting over, I suddenly became interested. Apparently, dad wanted more kids, but she was barren. So, I agreed to carry my daddy’s baby for her. No kid wants to see their parents break up.

The second I stepped into my father’s room, however, I found out the ugly truth. Daddy was going to put a baby in my belly whether I liked it or not. And the way he beat and raped me made it clear that he didn’t care about what I felt.

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“I'm going to fill that hot cunt of yours with my incestuous seed and plant a baby in your belly. I guarantee you that you will not be going back to college. You're going to be our pregnant sex slave. My broodmare. My cum slut.” Then he forcefully kissed his lips all over my face, mouth and neck. This wasn't what I signed up for.

I couldn't believe I was hearing these words from my father's lips. Was this real? Was this some kind of bad dream? I didn't know, but the pain that was shooting through my pussy was almost more than I could take.

My father angrily wrapped his arms around my small body and squeezed as hard as he could, nearly squeezing the air out of my lungs. I could feel his anger, his lust and his sexual desire all at once as he banged his throbbing, swollen cock in and out of my brutalized cunt. I had no idea if I would ever heal from the scars.

Suddenly, my father yanked my head back as far as it would go, rammed his massive dick into my virgin cervix and held us both still as his cock swelled inside me.