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Hazel hugs her knees to her chest and fiddles with her new phone, the wolf chuckling softly at a meme she saw while scrolling through Instagram. The newly turned 18 year old was excited to finally be an adult.

Finally closer to becoming an adult! She thinks to herself with a proud smile, her ears perking up and looking away from her phone once a sudden knock comes from the door.

"Hazel? Sweetie? You in here?" Blake, her father, asks while poking his snoot through the door.

"Hey, dad. Wassup?" She smiles, placing her phone down to her side and crossing her arms around her legs. She had on a pink tank top and some leggings. She was a particularly small wolf-at least in comparison to her father. She stood at 5'4" whereas Blake was a towering 6'3". The two were brown wolves with a mixture of white, tan, cream, and varying shades of brown covering their bodies; eyes as cold blue as Antarctic ice. Like father, like daughter after all.

"Happy official birthday, Haze! D'ya feel old like me yet?" He snickers, officially stepping into the room and closing the door behind him. His tail wagged slightly and he stood firm and upright.

"Oh yeah, totally. My back is already creaking when I stand up." She bleps her tongue and smirks, looking away with a shrug.

"It only goes downhill from here," he rubs his lower back and smirks, walking over and taking a seat down beside her. He was wearing gym shorts and a black tee shirt.

"Whatcha up to?" He crosses his legs and places an elbow on his knee, propping his head up with his paw, head tilted to the side.

"Oh nothing really, just looking through Instagram. Pretty tired after the party yesterday."

"Yeah we did kinda go wild, didn't we? Rachel twerking on our couch was definitely... unique?" He laughs softly and gently pushes his free paw against her shoulder.

Hazel shakes her head and smiles, softly moving her brown hair out of her face and nods. "Yeah. She a hoe sometimes. Every friend group has that one, right?"

"Right, right, absolutely, heh." He pauses and clears his throat, sitting up straight and gesturing with his paws. "Listen, sweetie, there's... there's one last thing-a gift I wanted to give you for your birthday."

Hazel raises one eyebrow and smirks confusedly. "A fifteen hundred dollar phone wasn't enough?"

"Well, this is kinda... well um-intangible. I wanted to give you something you'd never forget."

"O-oh? What is it, dad?" Hazel became a little tense and kept weary, watchful eyes on her dad. She hugged herself a little tighter, a strange feeling of worry welling up.

"I wanted to propose that we... well I wanted to make you feel something you've more than likely ever felt before." He pauses again. "Have you ever had sex with any of the guys at school?" He asks bluntly, no change in his facial expression.

"D-dad?! What the fu-what the hell? Ew! What kind of question is that?!"

"Good, I knew my little girl knew how to behave herself." He smiles and exhales a deep breath. "Means I raised you right." He scoots a little closer and raises a paw to her face, Hazel flinching a little. He moves his paw a bit closer and moves her long brown hair from her face, tucking it behind her ear.

"You look more like your mother every year. Drop dead gorgeous."

"Dad... dad what is this all about? What're you doing?" She swats his paw away and crinkles her nose. "You're being a total creep right now!"

"My little flower, my sunshine-please, let me show you what a real man is supposed to feel like. Set the standard high-nothing but the best for my angel."

"Dad! W-wha... stop! Ew! Gross!" She stands up and backs away from her bed, her cheeks red with flush, at least under the fur. She pants softly and backs into the wall. "Are you... are you coming onto me?"

Blake smirks at a remark he keeps to himself and shakes his head. "C'mon, Haze. Here-c'mere," he waves his paw towards himself and Hazel stays put.

"Hazel," he sighs, "please?"

"This... this is so wrong... a father shouldn't be asking his daughter all this! I... I never knew you felt this way." She closes her eyes tightly and shakes her head. She was thoroughly disgusted with the request and had no intention of moving.

"You're gonna love it. You have to trust me, sweetie. I promise you'll feel absolutely incredible. Trust me, please." He smiles gently and pats the bed for her to sit down. She looked down at his crotch and saw a bulge starting to form. She gulped and let out a whine, not knowing what to do. Her dad was seriously sitting here asking if he could rail her. What the actual fuck was going on? She always thought her dad was a little touchy, but this sheds new light onto his intentions; a shiver running down her spine at the memories of him grazing her by 'accident' flood into her brain.

"If you don't like it, we never have to do it again. I promise." He adjusts himself through his shorts and bleps his tongue out much like she did. "Your scent is driving me crazy. Has your heat cycle started?"

She gulps and doesn't respond, looking dejectedly over to the side and whimpering again.

"Perfect," he stands up and walks with soft pads over towards her. She doesn't react and shrivels her body up to be as small as possible. Blake softly reaches out and takes her paw and begins leading her back to her bed. She reluctantly walks with him, unsure of what to do except go along and submit. He said one time, so maybe she just needed to get it over with and move on. But how would she ever look at her dad the same way again? This extremely intimate situation is usually between two lovers, not a father and their daughter.

Blake tenderly pushes her down so she's sitting on the bed and gives her bedroom eyes.

"Let me take the reins. You just relax and enjoy, sweetie."

Hazel feels a few tears well up in her eyes and nods slightly.

Blake grins a toothy one and slowly leans her back until she's lying down. The bigger wolf towers over her, his shadow covering her lithe body. He raises one of his claws and his grin grows wider before placing it at her crotch, suddenly ripping the fabric. Hazel yelps and covers her eyes.

"Dad! Those were expensive!"

"Sweetie, they can be replaced-it's material. What I'm about to show you cannot be replaced." He grabs the two flaps on her leggings and rips them apart more, opening her panty-laden crotch up to the world. The smell of her mating pheromones illuminate the air with the fresh scent of a virile woman. Blake adjusts his now rock hard dick in his pants and gets down on his knees.

"Alright, get ready, Haze." He leans his cold wet nose close to her crotch and takes a few deep sniffs, his body tingling with absolute lust. He pinches her panties and moves the thin fabric to the side, revealing his daughter's pink pussy. He licks his lips and sticks his big canine tongue out, moving in and giving her a teasing lick up her lips and the tip of his tongue grazing her clitoris. Hazel moans out softly and whines, keeping her face covered. The slick muscle made her shiver, but the electricity of all those nerve endings being stimulated in a way she's never felt before made her melt into the sheets.

"Delicious... so amazing for daddy." He leans back in and places a paw on her groin, softly itching the fur up her tank top. Blake takes his massive tongue and softly licks between her lips, lightly penetrating with his tongue in a scoop shape. He tastes all of her wonderful insides, tasting a hint of his ex wife on his tongue. Like mother, like daughter.

"Ahh, dad... nngh... it feels so weird!" She lets out softly, arching her back a little from the stimulation. She grips the sheets and curls her toes, letting out small gasps as Blake starts to get into it. He laps right on top of her clit when his tongue isn't penetrating her, circling in rapid motions counter-clockwise. This elicits Hazel to sit up and spread her legs far apart. Her eyes lull into the back of her head and she can't help but grab Blake's head with both of her paws, gripping the fur on his cheeks from the overstimulation.

"Ah! Dad! F-fuck!" She spits out, her tongue hanging from her jowls.

Blake closes his eyes and keeps the same motions going, Hazel arching her back and rubbing all around her dad's head; the feelings growing extremely intense. Sure she had masturbated before, but it was nothing like this. She clenches her kegal muscles hard in response and she lets out a small wail as her own father goes down on her.

As if Blake knew what she was thinking, he stopped before she got off, denying her an orgasm just yet. He just had to get a taste of his beautiful princess first.

"How did daddy do?" He asks, wiping his face of spit and her fluids.

"Ahhh..." was all she let out, but it was enough for the older wolf. He then rose from his spot and pulled his pants down, his eight inch cock poking 45° forward; perfectly shaped with a fat tip to match the girth. Hazel had flopped back onto the bed, panting profusely, a bit of sweat forming on her forehead. Blake then took this moment to crawl on top of her, paws and knees on the bed looking down at her. He grinned widely and opened his mouth, allowing some saliva to drop down onto her face. She shut her eyes and made a disapproving sound as the droplets saturate her face fur. He slowly takes one of his paws and places them at her maw, his fingers prodding at her muzz.

"Open up for daddy."

It couldn't be seen, but the heat radiating from her cheeks showed she was blushing completely red beneath the fur. She obeyed after a bit of contemplation and opened her mouth, Blake sticking his fingers in there and swishing them around her hot, wet hole.

"Thaaat's it, princess. Be a good girl for daddy~" He continued swirling them around, feeling her teeth, her soft, small tongue, the heat; he loved every second of it. He then takes it fingers and pries her mouth open, him suddenly releasing a strand of spit into her mouth. She closes her maw and grunts, shaking her head. Blake takes his wet fingers and suckles on them gently before moving in and giving her a kiss. She rejects it at first, moving her muzzle to the side, but he places a paw on her cheek and moves her lips to his. He pries his tongue in her mouth and softly tastes the tip of her tongue. She moans and groans a fight, but eventually submits to the kiss. He doesn't make it go on for too long as to not make her more uncomfortable than she already is. He breaks the kiss, a strand of saliva connecting them still.

Blake softly pushes his hips downward and stabs her groin with the tip of his cock, rubbing it all around the area. At this point, her clothes moved back into position and made penetration impossible, so he crawled off of her to properly slip her leggings and panties off. He pushes them down past her ankles and tosses them over to the side. He then takes this opportunity to push her tank up to reveal those small, perky, pink nipples beneath.

"Look at you. So beautiful, my angel." He winks and Hazel turns her head to the side as she lay there, essentially naked. He climbs back on top of her and takes one of his dull canid claws, softly circling around her areola. The nipple seizes and shrinks up at the stimulation, him then pinching down softly.

"You have the most perfect tits, my love. The perfect size~"

He then leans down and lulls his tongue out to lick over the other one he wasn't touching. Hazel grunts and struggles a little at the sensitivity of her nipples, squirming below her massive father. He continues to lick and suck lightly on the flesh, the front teeth lightly biting down at times. Hazel opens her mouth and sighs, turning her head to the side with her arms up at her sides. After he's had his fill, he rises from her and looks down at his blushy daughter, smiling at what he'd created.

Blake then grabs his rock hard cock and gives it a few tugs, drops of precum dripping down his shaft.

"Spread your legs, honey."

Hazel reluctantly spreads her legs and Blake suddenly flops his cock on her pussy, softly humping it between her lips. He grabs down at her hips and holds her in place, continuing the grinding against her pussy. He takes a paw and grabs his dick again, pressing his tip up against her clit. He circles it around and continues softly humping his hips, Hazel letting out a moan and raising her knees up into the air.

"Ahh, daddy, ahh..."

"Mmm, that's what I want to hear..." Blake grins and slaps his dick against her once more before lurching his hips back to position his dick against her opening. He gathers spit in his maw and releases it down onto his tip, him then rubbing it around her lips and slightly penetrating her. She may not seem like she's enjoying it, but the wetness of her pussy says otherwise. She was sopping, and the creamy sound of his spit laden cock rubbing against her urged him to continue.

"This may hurt a little, sweetheart, but trust me... it's gonna feel amazing."

Hazel places her paws over her face and pants with hot breaths. Her dad then softly begins to penetrate, his first inch sliding in with some met resistance.

"Relax, honey, relax." He commands. She tries to and Blake finds an opening, sliding a couple more inches in quickly. Hazel gasps and yelps, placing her paws down by her groin to rub the area of pain.

"It's okay, sweetie. Daddy'll be gentle."

She keeps her paws where they are, which makes Blake grab her wrists and pin them up by her head. Now that he was in, her tightness kept him in place for continued penetration.

"Mmm... so tight for daddy..." he reels back a few inches and pushes back in, her pussy perfectly wet for entrance. All the while she continues whimpering and huffing, the pain slowly fading... until he pushes in further. At this point, he was half inside her before he met her hymen.

I knew she was a good girl. He thinks.

"This might hurt a bit, but it'll feel reaaaally good after, I promise."

Blake adjusts a little bit and applies some rough pressure to penetrate the fleshy wall in front of his tip. The older wolf takes his thumb and brings it down to her sensitive clit, slowly rubbing on soft circles until she starts to moan loudly again. He really picks up the pace, softly flicking his thumb from left to right and pushes hard, feeling a breakthrough.

"Aaah! Ahhh! Uhhh! Mmph... ahhh..." Hazel groans and squirms from both the pain and the pleasure mixed, Blake wasting no time and really starts pushing into her tight, but lubed, pussy. He slides until his fuzzy balls lightly slap against her, all eight inches pushed inside. Hazel was left squirming and huffing, her maw wide open with strands of saliva connecting her jowls.

"It hurts..." she whines, Blake nodding and leaning down to kiss her nose.

"Don't worry, here's the fun part. The hard part is over, baby."

Blake reels his hips again and slides about six inches out, Hazel enjoying the empty feeling as opposed to being so full. It was short-lived, however, because Blake pushed back forward, shoving the rest of his meat into her. He exhales softly from the tight wetness around his cock, it pulsing and throbbing inside her walls. She squirms and huffs more at the reentry, but tries to relax as her dad said earlier. Blake decides it's been enough time and starts to pick up the pace. He starts to hump his hips, albeit nice and gentle, in a rhythmic motion. There was an audible suction sound as he started to fuck his daughter, pushing in and pulling out to the head. He pulls back and goes to hump again, but his dick slips out of her pussy, making him hump against her.

"Whoops, looks like you're really wet, sweetie. I love that from you~"

Blake takes his soaking cock and places it back at her entrance, pushing back inside with more force, eliciting another soft moan from Hazel. He picks up the pace again, thrusting in and out quicker, quicker, faster, really getting into a groove. He removes his other paw from her wrist and moves it to her breasts, giving them a tender rubbing, making sure to give special attention to her nipples. The wet plaps of his cock penetrating her alongside his balls smacking into her was all the two could hear.

"Ahh... mm-fuck-fuck... ahh..." Hazel moaned out, grabbing her bed sheets so tight she almost poked holes into them.

"That's it baby-that's it, mmph, fuck you're so tight..." Blake scrunched his nose and started pumping his hips quicker, the sexual tension prior leaving him already close, alongside the taboo of what he was doing.

Hazel, though, had also found herself to be enjoying what was happening. After the initial pain, it really started to feel pretty good. She felt disgusted with herself, but... kind of enjoyed being this close to her dad, not to mention how skilled he was with that big wet tongue.

"Oh fuck, daddy, fuck! It feels good now-good, ahhh!"

"Oh, baby is that right? Mmm yeah daddy loves his little girl!"

He moves his paws up to her neck and grasps around it, humping faster and faster, tightening his grip around her neck. Hazel coughs and sputters, gasping for air as Blake starts to squeeze. Hearing her struggle, he couldn't help but clench his taint and give one final push, unleashing right inside her. He didn't care about the risk of pregnancy. In fact, it turned him on even more, contributing to his building orgasm.

"Oh fuck! Daddy's cumming baby, daddy's cumming! Take my pups!" He growls and squeezes her a bit harder, squirting rope after rope of hot, wet, thick cum right into his daughter's tight little cunt.

"Ffffffuck! Oh fuck... goddamn, Hazel. You're an amazing fuck." He smiles and leans down to kiss her, releasing his paws from her throat. She gasps and takes some deep breaths, regaining her composure. Blake slides back and his dick slips from her with a wet pop, his potent cum dripping from her pussy down onto the bed below.

"I love you, sweetie."

"I love you too, daddy."

The two share a kiss yet again, but this time with passion rather than reluctance.