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It was a week before your wedding, your wedding that Kento paid for regrettably. You had always had a strange relationship with him being your father and all. One that never really spoke about, not even to your soon to be husband, Gojo Satoru. Really you were only marrying him for the money, but now it's become less and less about the money, part of you starts to actually fall in love with him, but Kento be damned if he let that happen— not his babygirl.
How could he even let it get this far? How dare you marry his “friend” when he was right there? He knew he should've divorced your mother a long time ago, then maybe you wouldn't have been waiting so long, so long that it's led to this. He had to remind you of all those hot, sweaty nights you two spent alone. His hand pressed down on the bulge his cock was leaving in your belly, squirming underneath his weight, bodies hot and sweaty— the smell of sex just filled the air a musk that you two would come very familiar with in the coming years.
Now here you are, 8 years later getting married and still fucking on your father. Even though you knew it was wrong, maybe that's why you rushed into a relationship so fast? “I can't let you do this—” were the first words Nanami uttered. He had called you home saying it was urgent, only to have sat down for just a moment. “Sweetheart, I just- I can't let you do this to us.” He pleads, getting down on both knees he holds the sides of your legs in those big, gentle hands of his with this almost pathetic look. “D-Daddy, what are you saying?” Your heart felt heavy, it was almost hard to breathe. “Baby.. I.. I can't let you marry that fool, he's no good for you. You deserve someone better, someone..” He gripped your flesh, gazing off to the side unable to finish his sentence.
The silence between the two of you was deathly awkward, for a moment you began to wonder where on earth your mom was. Gazing back at Nanami, he looked absolutely pathetic, stricken with so much emotion you couldn't tell what he was thinking. But you knew he had a lot on his chest, even a lot on his mind. “Dad? What is it? Tell me?” breaking the long silence he looked as if he were about to cry. “I just can't— I can't see you marry him, when you belong to me. It— it makes me sick to feel this way but..” There he goes, not finishing his sentences again.
This must've really been eating away at him and the wedding being a month away, damn you really didn't think this through. Your heart ached for him, for the both of you. What a sickening situation, you can't even remember the last time you two were intimate, but your body sure as hell remembers. The way his grip felt made you clench your legs together rubbing your thighs against each other to give your aching pussy some friction. He looked like he needed you more than ever, truly having your father wrapped around those pretty fingers of yours. “Dad, Y- You already paid for the wedding, I mean I really hate for the money to go to waste after.. All this time.” He suddenly dipped his head down planting kisses on your bare legs, deeply inhaling your scent in between kisses. “It was never… never about that money, baby.. My sweet girl..” You felt your heart skip a beat in two different places that is. “Call it off..”
He demanded. “Leave him, be with me.” He spoke in between breaths guiding his kisses up your legs to your thighs, his hands finding the plump of your ass. “Don't worry about your mother, I paid her to go on a trip with Shoko and the others..” Hesitantly your thighs parted, that aching feeling between your legs yearned for his touch, tongue, fingers, cock, anything as long as it was him. “R-Really?!” shocked rightfully so, you didn't think he'd ever go that far for you, but Once he noticed your legs apart, Nanami looked up at you as if he were asking for permission. With a nod he reached underneath your skirt, at first he was taken aback by the feel of bare ass cheeks that was until he felt around more and found that you indeed had a thong on. “Oh, you naughty girl..” laying against the couch on your back helping him pull the thong off over your legs, he tossed them. Those gentle hands of his feeling up your legs, his favorite part, feet, legs, and those plush thighs of yours. He missed this so much, he missed you.
Nanami loosened his spotted tie while kissing and dragging his tongue and lips across your feet, he grunt left his lips once he felt his hardened cock rubbing against your thighs. Fuck was he in a hurry, a hurry to be inside you again. Your face was hot and if you could turn any shade of red you'd look like a tomato. You hadn't seen your father this desperate for you in a minute and it was hot, it was so hot to see him like this. His clothes cock dry humping against your plump thighs. That smell stain of pre-cum seeping through his pants, the grunts and growls coming from him as he was damn near making out with your feet. Fuck, you needed that.
“Daddy…” you whined, pulling your wet toes from his mouth, parting your legs completely. Nanami bit down on his bottom lip as he watched you stuff two fingers into that gushing, wet hole for him. “Don't.. Don't keep me waiting daddy, p-please.. Need daddy in here.. Right here.” oh did those sweet, whiny words go straight to his cock. He didn't utter a word, but damn near started to tear his own clothes off with how fast each piece of clothing flew off of him. The only thing he saved was his tie, which he'd use to bind your hands together. As for your crop top— he'd tear that open, he didn't want not one piece of fabric getting in the way.
Nanami stood over you pumping his long, girthy angry cock in his hand. Watching as your hole clenched and opened around nothing “Daddy, P-Please I need it..you need it too.” Oh were you right, “Fuck..” He muttered, Nanami would proceed to push your knees back, and slowly guide his cock to your warm entrance as he began to push himself inside. A grunt left him and a gasp your lips, toes curling in the air from the feeling of him stretching you out. “Fuck.. Oh Fuck!” He muttered, pulling himself out then slamming back in with a squelchy sound, making you see stars immediately. Nanami was instantly fucking your into the couch upon feeling exactly how much your pussy missed daddy's dick. The way it gripped him like a vice pulling him in deeper “Fuck, you're so tight.. Just like I remembered” he moaned, shutting his eyes tight focusing on not cumming too soon. He leaned down tucking his arms behind your knees, with a grunt Nanami pulled out a little bit before slamming back inside burying his throbbing cock into your dripping, needy cunt with his full weight.
He set a brutal pace, usually he was more gentle, but now it feels like he's trying to get you pregnant. The living room filled with the obscene sounds of skin slapping against skin. Hell, the room even started to stink of sex. “M-Marry m-me, princess. F-fuck me.. Use me.. Oh fuck! F-fuck b-baby!” you could hardly utter a coherent word, only things that could leave your lips were screams, moans and incoherent variations of dad and daddy. His balls slapped against your ass only adding to the lewd sounds coming from the both of you. “Gonna f-fill you up, s-swollen, m-my baby, m-mine—” you felt like a balloon about to burst the way the head of his cock bullied your sweet spot relentlessly, your legs started to tremble, toes curling tight you could feel it, that sweet sweet release. “D-Daddy! D-Daddy! C-cu—!” Your legs stiffened, eyes rolled to the back of your head, that mind boggling orgasm crashing over you and all over his listening cock as your father chased his own release.
“That's right! Cum on daddy's cock, cum all over me— fuuuu…” he said between gritted teeth, while watching his own cock piston in and out, beads of sweat ran down his forehead , eyes shut again listening to your babbling and whimper, it spurred him on. His pace became brutal and sloppy in minutes. Nanami crushed his lips into yours muffling the screams and roars coming from the both of you as he thrusts brutally once more, burying himself deep in your womb, as he did, thick, hot ropes of cum erupted from his cock painting all of your spasming insides white with his potent seed. He groaned in your mouth, slowly pulling away with a single strand of saliva holding them together.
Chests heaving up and down as you stared at one another lovingly, your lips meeting again for another kiss before parting again. “Look what you did.. Look what you made your daddy do..” He pants. “Ashamed? You're the one trying to knock me up, daddy— so what now?” For a moment you two sat there in silence, his head resting against your breasts. Ah, yes another awkward moment of silence, except this time he's inside you still. “You never answered my question, princess.” Question? He asked me something? You thought to yourself and for a moment you couldn't think of what it was, even while he peppered your breasts with kisses until it hit you “Marry me—” he said while fucking your brains out. You started to giggle which caught his attention, earning you a bit of a worried expression from him. “Let's get our names changed first, then I'll give you my answer!” You laughed to which he smiled “Sure thing, my sweet girl.”