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The holidays were always a special time for you. Not only did you get a break from college, but you had two Christmases— Spending the first few weeks with your mother, and the next with your dad. But this time you left for your father's a week earlier. See you and him had a sorta tradition that started after high school— that was the day the divorce was finalized. Nanami always had a very special date for the two of you, it was different every year except one thing.
“God, I've missed you sweetheart.” He whispered against your lips, hands wandered down your waist resting on top of your plump ass. “Sweet girl..” He hummed, A sudden wave of heart rushed across your face. His words held so much weight over you, Nanami was always so passionate with you and so much was his love for you.
His sick, twisted love that is.
Even though you two had long gotten over the initial shock, icky sensation of crossing THAT line, sometimes it still lingered in you. Most of the time it was a wave of guilt that you were the rest your parents separated in the first place. Nanami knew you well, he always knew how to rid your mind of those unwanted thoughts.
The best way he knew of course.
“Dad.. We shouldn't be—” there it is again those thoughts of yours. Oh how he'd kiss them away. If he could, Nanami would absolutely eat you alive, but what good would that do him? His lips soon parted from yours, a single strand of saliva kept the two of you connected. He knew exactly what you were thinking, you do this every time, but no matter because he always fixes it.
“Listen, I don't care how long it takes, how many times I must say it, but you're the reason.” He rests his forehead against yours. “I was unhappy with your mother, but you? You were made for me, and you made daddy very happy.” He planted a kiss on your forehead, his big, strong hands held you by your ass before swiftly picking you up, your legs clung to his waist as you listened to his sweet words. “Tell me you love me..” He said softly. “I.. I love you so much daddy.” Your lips quivered a bit before claiming your lips once more.
Just like clockwork Nanami had you right where he wanted you.
The living room was dimly lit with the color array of light emanating from the Christmas tree. Clothes were scattered about, The faint sound of fire crackling and Christmas music was accompanied by the obscene wet, sloppy lewds sounds coming from the two of you. Skin smacking again skin as he drove his thick, hard shaft into your tight walls. Coating himself in your juice as he pounds away. Your legs over his shoulders, knees pushed against your breasts , panting filled the air between the two of you. His back was littered with welts, and bloodied scratches from those snowman themed nails of yours.
This was your tradition, every Christmas you'd come home to him, and pick up where you two left off, always finding yourselves having sex under the mistletoe or the tree. This time Nanami was dressed as a sexy Santa & you were one of his elves getting plowed underneath the tree.
Once his thrusts became sloppy Kento stopped for a moment, his breath caught in his throat trying not to cum so soon. As much as he wanted to white your walls white with his seed, he had to please you first, he couldn't just chase his own high until you had yours.
“D- Daddy.. Don't stop” you pleaded oh so sweetly, he could feel your scorching heat, clench and flutter around his cock. The sound of your desperate pleas made his heart race not only that his aching cock throb with new found vigor. He pulled out a bit leaving the head inside your entrance, before a growl ripples from his chest as he slammed his hips forward burying himself to the hilt deep in his daughter's greedy cunt, his heavy balls slapping against your fat, round ass with his brutal pace, “Y/n, so wet for me, sweetheart.. Fuck..who's your daddy?” as if you could even utter a coherent word, he pounded into you with all the pent-up frustration he bottled up from all the months he longed for you.
Your moans became more hysterical and ugly even, tears poured down your face, body jolts underneath him, legs shook, quivered, and twitched in the air the more he bullied that sweet spot. Kento's large hands dug crescent moons into the flesh of your ass, his face buried in your plump breasts. Your moans stirred him on. “Come on, sweetheart, cum for daddy, cum for me.” He groaned, picking up the pace.
“Dad! D-Daddy!” You screamed out, orgasm absolutely crashing over you, legs spasming uncontrollably, your release felt almost like a tidal wave soaking the both of you including the carpet beneath you, and Kento was directly in the splash zone. “FuckFuckFuck!” His cock jerked and pulsated feeling your cunt clamp down and spasm around him. The sensation of his precious daughter's climax pushed him over the edge into the most mind-blowing climax of his life. He could feel months worth of seed erupting from his cock in hot, thick spurts filling your womb to the brim. Kento had squeezed you tight in his arms, groaning and growling as his cock continued to twitch.
You on the other hand were seeing stars, the only thing that could be heard were the panting from your two, the crackling of the fireplace and the faint sound of Santa Baby playing in the background. After a while Kento began to plant soft kisses and kitten licks on your breasts, rocking his cock inside of your sensitive cunt. His strokes were shallow, but intentional. Of course he wasn't done and you knew that— Kento had a whole college semester worth of dick to give and that hungry cunt of yours was ready for it. “A- Again.. Again.. Want dad to b-breed me..” That's all he needed to hear, Kento smirked, he was sick, Kento had long intended to get you pregnant, and all he needed was permission. Looks like you'll be sitting next semester out “I hope you're ready then, sweetheart. Cause daddy is going to fill you up until it takes.” He whispered to you, before kissing your forehead, then lips. Merry Christmas~