Claiming Desire

Story by Infernos_Flame on SoFurry

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#39 of Others

Here's another story, a little personal project this time. It's a little non-con at the start, obviously it's a fictional situation, but still :3 if you enjoy the story, leave a vote, fave, or comment :)

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I rest my back against the couch, lazily watching the TV. A light purr from my throat while I watch, enjoying the mindless sitcom. My ears perk towards the stairs, a series of hurried footsteps come down them. I sigh when they get to the bottom, looking over to the open living room door.

"Where do you think you're going?" I ask, immediately spying the outline of my daughter, a white lion like myself, in the hallway.

"I'm just going out with some friends, celebrating my 16th birthday," she says, coming into the room. I raise an eyebrow as I finally see what she's wearing; a pair of those 'daisy dukes' from America, a way too revealing crop top, finished off with some wristbands and a light amount of makeup.

"What the hell are you wearing?"

"It's nothing much, I'm just going out with friends."

"Not like that, you're not."

"Why not?"

"Way too revealing," I say.

"God dad, it's not like I'm nude or something."

"Jayne, it's too revealing. If you're going out with 'friends', then it shouldn't matter what you wear."

"If it doesn't matter what I wear, why can't I wear this?"

"That's not what I meant."

"Then make a better point," she says as she leaves the room, heading out the front door.

I lift my muzzle up, my ears folding back in slight annoyance. "Great... I'm going to have to deal with that later."

Taking a breath, I rest back against my chair, wanting to relax before the fallout. Time ticks by somewhat mindlessly, leaving me almost forgetting about Jayne's clothing. But with all good things, the rest comes to an end. My phone buzzes on the side table, my daughter's caller ID coming up on the screen. Once again, I sigh before taking the call.

"Uh... dad?" She asks

"Yes?"

"I need help..."

That gets my attention. "What's wrong?"

"I'm stuck."

"What do you mean 'stuck'?"

"You know that shortcut back to the house? And how there's a stone wall on one side, and... and an iron fence on the other side?"

"You didn't."

"I was climbing the stone side, and tripped as I landed. Please, dad! I'm freaking out here!"

"I'm on my way." I try not to let the sigh in my voice sound too pronounced.

"Please hurry!"

I hang up and start getting ready, the thought of taking my time for her clothing choice crosses my mind. But I shake my head, knowing I can get a better punishment out of it, after getting her out of this. Exiting through the back, I quickly get to the shortcut. It's like it has always been, a somewhat narrow pathway, with trees overhanging it, giving it a forest like feel. I only have to walk a few minutes before I see Jayne. She's bent over, her head in between two of the slightly bent bars. Every few seconds, she tries to pull herself out, but slumps as she fails again.

"So," I say as I draw closer to her. "You slipped?"

"Yes! The moss was wetter than it looked!"

"Ok, ok. Do you remember how you fell into it?"

"What?"

"It might help in us getting you out."

She shifts a little, turning her head clockwise. "I think it was like this."

"Right," I put my paws on her midriff. "Let's try it this way."

Giving me a small nod, Jayne starts to pull as I do the same. We get a little further than previous attempts, but it fails. My paws unintentionally move to her hips, gripping his backside out of instinct. A blush pours into my cheeks, pulling my paws away from her quickly. Jayne looks at me, a little annoyance on her maw, before looking down between my legs.

"Ugh, dad! What the fuck?"

I cover myself up, the tent in my trousers is definitely one I can't cover up. But my eyes still travel along her rear, a deeply kept urge coming to the surface. Trying to resist it, it only lasts a few seconds before I give myself to it.

"Let's... let's try this way." I say, my paws going back to her backside. My fingers roam her ass, only now do I realise how wide her hips are, how plump her ass cheeks are.

"Dad! What are you doing?"

"Shhh, just let daddy do something."

Jayne tries to pull away as I slowly pull her daisy dukes down, finally realising why she wore them. They really draw the eye to her better aspects. They fall to her ankles, revealing her bare backside. Someone went commando, so much for seeing 'friends'. An idea crosses my mind, and I bend over, pressing my nose against her pussy. I take a long, drawn-out sniff, only smelling her scent. Doing the same with the cleft of her ass, only getting her musk in return.

She's remarkably clean, and oh so delectable. I can't stop myself from licking her folds, feeling them get wet in response. It's only a few licks, but they're the best I've had for a long time. While I do it, I keep my nose against the crack of her ass, continuing to sniff it. The lust bubbling inside me isn't something I've experienced before. It's taboo, and wrong, but growing with every beat of my heart.

"Dad! Please... s-stop!" Jayne calls out, trembling at my touch.

This brings me back to reality a little, pulling back from her rear, my muzzle dripping with my saliva and her juices. I look to her face, and I see the fear and confusion plastered across her maw. But that primal urge begins to take control again, moving my body over hers. My crotch grinds against her mound, my left arm going around her chest, while my right goes to her muzzle. I grope her breast and grind against her lewdly as I start pushing her muzzle back, still trying to push her back out of the fence.

She groans as tears begin to fall down her cheeks, her head slowly moving backwards. It takes a moment, but she finally falls out of the fence, her ass grinding against my hard shaft. She's free from the fence, I should stop now. But my arms lock around her body, one paw going in between her legs, which she clenches shut.

"P-please... daddy..." She whimpers, her voice small and almost as tender as her body.

"Tell me what you need..." I growl into her ear.

"I need-mmph, I... I need more..." I look at her, finding her ears folded back, her eyes looking down in shame. Before I can speak, she looks at me and continues. "I wanted to... have my first time tonight. But our 'girls night out', was just that. A girls night; no guys."

"You're in heat... aren't you?"

She nods slightly.

"Your mother's heats were always really hard on her." I say, nuzzling her neck. I've no idea why I'm telling her this, while I'm bent over her. My still erect, if contained, cock pressing against her pussy. But then Jayne looks back at me with a small smile.

"How did you deal with it?" She asks, licking her lips as her legs unclench.

I shift my paw further between her thighs, unzipping my jeans before pulling my underwear beneath my cock. It throbs as it's revealed to the world, pressing up against her tight folds. "I dealt with it a little like this."

"Mmmph, that feels... pretty affective."

"How about this?" I move my fingers to her clit, grinding my length against her wetness while I encircle her pleasure button.

"Fuck... it's really good."

"You know... we could still come back from this; we haven't crossed the line yet."

Jayne looks back to me, lust filling her gaze. "Please, don't stop now."

I take in a long breath, holding it as I push my cock into her warmth, purring as I let the air out of my lungs. Jayne moans in pleasure, her body clenching around me. Her paws tighten their grip on the iron bars in front of her, purring with pleasure. I kiss her neck, reassuring her in taking my length. Our size difference is even more pronounced now that I'm above her. Not just in height, but in my length. Her tightness is wonderful, but I can't help but worry with her.

My paw grips her breast a little harder, so she can adjust to my size. It doesn't take long before Jayne starts to buck against my body, wanting more of me inside her. I sniff along her neck as I grind myself into her even more. Her scent is divine, so much like her mother's, but with her own special twist to it. Building a rhythm, I finally begin fucking her, giving in to my baser desires.

And yet, a part of my mind still tries to stop me, reminding me of who she is. But I don't care, not that she's my daughter, nor that she's so young. I only care that she's here, wrapped around my hardened length. Her wetness builds with every thrust, more of my cock being taken by her folds. Every part of her pussy is amazing, and I get to claim more and more of it.

"Oh dad... for the record, THAT was the line." Jayne purrs out.

"We should cross it more often." I growl into her ear.

"Definitely, now fuck me!"

Pulling myself out of her for a moment, I take a second to enjoy how needy her body seems. "Turn around."

"Daddy..." Jayne whines.

"Turn. Around. And take off your top and bra."

She takes a moment, before doing as I tell her. Undressing her upper half fully, turning around to meet my gaze. Her beauty is revealed to me, truly gorgeous. Looking up her body, I take note of every curve and delicious piece of her. She has her mother's legs and thighs, shapely and eye drawing. But with my broader middle, and her shoulders are in between me and her mom's. While still somewhat young, her breasts are definitely on the bigger side, even bigger than I had hoped. But her face still takes my attention, her beauty is truly her own, always having had her own charm.

Moving my paws around her, groping her ass cheeks as a moan escapes her lips. I kiss her, licking at her lips before fully making out with her. This draws another moan out of her, a series of purrs building within our chests. Taking the moment in, I move my paws down to the back of her ankles, pulling her legs up around my waist. Jayne yelps somewhat in surprise, wrapping her arms around my back. She's locked against me as our lips part, huffing pants mix between us, our breaths intertwined.

Her maw opens, as if to speak, but closes again. Moving us a little, I press her against the stone wall on the other side of the path. Squishing her breasts slightly between our bodies. My cock tip presses against her warmth again, and the same questions as before come to mind. Is this wrong? Why does it feel so amazing? Could I actually breed my own daughter? Non of these matter though. I have a young, willing mate wrapped around me, wanting more and more.

"Daddy..."

"Tell me what you need," I say.

"I need your cubs in me."

"I fucking love you, babe."

"I love you too, dad."

"Call me that again," I say. With a playful growl, I nibble on her ear, pushing my length into her once again.

Jayne purrs even deeper, a twinge of pain in her voice. "Oh dad, your cock feels so good."

"You know you love it."

She moves her lips to my ear, whispering 'dad' repeatedly. With every one, I get more and more turned on, pushing myself harder into my daughter's body. I begin fucking her once again, thrusting my length into her pussy again and again. Her paws grip my back, her claws digging into my fur, scrapping along my skin. It's a very pleasurable pain, one that I shiver my way through, taking a moment to truly experience it.

I pull my upper half away from Jayne a little, just enough to look at her face on. With a wide grin, I tell her too do it again. And, with a similar smile, she obliges me. The second time is even better, her claws dig even deeper, surely drawing blood. After a few seconds of enjoying the pain, I push myself back into her body, keeping the pleasure going for as long as possible. A nice stinging pain is left along my back, keeping a base pleasure as I ram myself into my daughter.

Her warmth draws the air from my lungs, making me gasp before my lips are pulled into a kiss with Jayne's. A second passes before her tongue moves into my maw. It playfully explores my mouth, running over my teeth and coaxing my own tongue into a wet dance. I never knew kissing could still make my heart skip a beat, but she's found a way. We moan and huff through our noses, exploring each other's body, both inside and out.

I feel my orgasm begin to build, along with the urge to claim my daughter's young pussy. And I'm sure she can feel it too, her folds clenching and milking me in overdrive. Licking even deeper into her maw, I do my best to try and dominate her. First, I shift my body over hers, angling my cock into her body, making her moan even more. After this, both of my paws move to her ass cheeks, spreading her open, showing off her tight hole. Last, but definitely not least, I dip my fingers into her hole going in dry.

Jayne half screams, half moans into the kiss as my fingers spread her untrained hole. It's certainly not gracious, nor necessarily pleasurable, but I wanna make sure she knows that I'm in control. Her limbs start to twitch, increasing in volume as they contract against my body. I realise what's about to happen; my baby's gonna cum for her old man. I'm proven right as she clenches down on my fingers and length, hot liquid splashing onto my inner thighs. Her orgasm shoots through her body like thunder, pulling her maw off of mine before looking up and calling out.

"Oh fu-! Fu-u-uh! D-d-daddy! I-I'm cumming!" She isn't able to string a sentence together before going through another orgasm, her eyes rolling back into his head.

"Cum for me baby, cum for daddy..." I say, huffing as I finally give into my own release. Shoving my length into her to the base, I finally, blissfully cum into her body. It's indescribable, the feeling of filling my own daughter's womb with seed. The wet warmth that surrounds my length, mixing together with the sounds of our combined moans. Come together for the big, sweaty finally. My seed bulges my urethra as it travels up my length, giving me a chance to count how many shots I gave her, if I were in the right mind.

But, it comes to an end all too soon, leaving us a pair of panting messes. Her legs fall down to the ground and I pull myself out of her, my sticky gift gushing out of her body. I look at her, my rational mind coming back to me. Remembering how this started, how she told me to stop, guilt builds up inside. Jayne, as if reading my mind, looks up at me, her eyes gleaming with lust and passion.

"Dad? Can we do that again?" She asks, a grin spreading on her muzzle.

I take a moment before responding. "S-sure thing, baby."

"Mmm, but next time... I'm so doing a strip tease."