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A Dance With A Dragon	By : JLDavenport Category: +A through F > Fire Emblem (all) > Fire Emblem (all) Views: 4967 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-A Dance With A Dragon
- 2-A Dragon's Nest
- 1
- 2
A Dragon’s Nest
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Authors Note: Probably not the update I think a lot of you were expecting, but it’s not something that’s taken a huge impact on my other stories/writing either. Essentially I got frustrated with the way my latest chapter of ACoT was stalling out and the struggles I was having to get it finished, so I wrote this as something of a plate cleanser. Basically ended up being created over two weekends. So I’ll have some ACoT to you soon, hopefully! The chapter is coming together, it’s just got a lot of moving pieces and things I end up re-doing.
But in the meantime, here’s some more Robin/Nah goodness. The second part of the story I was requested to write as payback for a favour to a good friend, I hope you enjoy it!
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“Wow,” Robin whistled in open admiration as the Dragon he’d spent the last hour riding eased into a slow descent, depositing him carefully from her back and onto the ground below. Unfortunately for his mount however, that amazement wasn’t directed her way, not even a spark of light heralded her turning from an awesome beast and back into an alluring young lady. Instead, her presence was acknowledged only by his hand reaching out and stroking the top of her head and all the Tactician’s attention was focussed on the building before them, “So this is the place, huh?”
So, this was what his daughter had done with her share of the money the Shepherds had made through their campaigns in Valm and Plegia. He’d thought Nah had been on the other side of the world from him, and from the stories she’d told him, she certainly had passed through those countries… but, it seemed that all this time, her true intentions had been closer to home than he’d ever imagined.
They were only a short distance from Ylisstol, a half day by carriage, but only an hour as the Dragon flies.
Of course, it was unlikely that any carriage would easily make it up here, not without some preparations and a lot of advanced knowledge. They were perched in a clearing atop one of the largest peaks in the area, not exactly a mountain, but certainly not something that anyone would make for an easy trek up. He hadn’t seen any paths the entire way up, and every space that wasn’t rocky hillside was covered thick in brush or trees… all, except for a magnificent house that his daughter had somehow arranged to be built in this exact spot. Her “nest” as she’d explained it, and several degrees far more elaborate than Robin had possibly imagined from her description- with beautifully crafted stone abutments, pure rimwood walls and what he could only imagine were sweeping views across the entire valley, it was easily a match for the Mansion he’d taken up in residence back home in all respects, save for being only a single story.
What was most striking about it though was the “ship in a bottle” effect its very nature exuded. The clearing before them stretched out to the edge of the hilltop, but the rock-hewn forest at their backs was thick to the point of being almost inaccessible, without flight, this place would be extremely difficult to even visit, let alone what it must have undergone to be constructed. The simple answer was, of course, magic, but Robin couldn’t imagine any reasonable ritual that would move an entire house to somewhere like this, so then did that mean it had been created on site? Even his untrained eye could spot numerous materials that couldn’t possibly have been sourced locally, so how had they been transported here? Or perhaps there used to be a path to this place, perhaps the trick was as simple as covering it afterwards and raising a forest in its place? Earth magic could certainly help with that, but was it possible to actu-
“Father!”
Knocked from his musings, Robin turned to the pouting face of his daughter as she tugged insistently on his cloak. It seemed she’d grown impatient while he’d been marvelling at her little hideaway home. Her nest.
Of course, his daughter was an equally marvellous sight, one that left the Tactician swallowing in anticipation as his eyes ran over her once again now that she was back in her human form. And especially with the reminder in his head that they were all alone up here. That, for the first time in their lives, the two of them were not just sneaking away for however much time they could get together until someone knocked on his office door, or until he was due home, but were completely isolated, with all the time just for themselves.
Her violet eyes twinkled anxiously up at him, and her sea-green braids tossed about as she tilted her head to the side, nodding him towards the entrance… but it was the unbelievable proportions of her body that never failed to capture Robin’s attention and today she was surely dressed for exactly that effect!
Wrapped up tight in a dark-grey keyhole sweater, looking down towards her, Robin was immediately made aware of just how desperately the thin woollen material was stretched out around her. Standing only a little taller than her mother, Nah’s forehead barely reached up to his chest, but what she lacked in height she more than made up for in the size of her breasts, with the massive mounds now eclipsing even Tiki’s own immense bust and leaving Nah as the most stacked among not just the Shepherds, but of anyone Robin had ever seen. And of course, thanks to the keyhole at the centre of the design, he was given a generous view directly onto the creamy white flesh stretching the outfit out around it.
Having no reason to hold himself back, Robin drank deep from the sight, greedily taking in the full scale of his daughter’s curves, but even as he moved his gaze away, the slim tight-fitting design of the outfit left his eyes trailing along her taut, flat stomach (still in the same war toned condition it had been all those years earlier) and down to her wide, round hips. And once again, he could feel his body reacting, caught in exactly the allure she was intending for him; the sweater was obviously custom fitted for Nah, with a body like hers that was inevitable, but with the design it had, even he could tell it was meant to cover her all the way down to her upper thighs… however, in the case of his daughter, clothing rarely wore as it was meant to, and this was no exception. Instead, just as with her voluptuous breasts, Nah’s round ass and wide hips left the material stretched tight around it, pulling it so high up her legs that it barely reached a few centimetres past her hips.
It was all delightfully decadent, and all for his eyes only. Whenever she was at home, or around Ylisse, Nah wore the same conservative, mature dresses she’d always been known for. It was only when she was around him that her true nature and her desire to monopolise his attention came to the fore.
Gods how he loved her. She was in every way, the woman of his dreams.
It was hard to believe he’d fallen in love with his own daughter, and it was something that had torn at Robin for a long time, a dangerous and worrying weight that had settled over their relationship for years, forever keeping them from crossing that final intimate line no matter how often they ached for one another. It was the reason she’d left him after the war, the reason she’d travelled the world intending to discover the truth of herself and return to him when she could see him only as her father. Instead, she’d discovered the same thing they’d each always known deep in their hearts… that what they really wanted was no more, and no less than each other. She was his daughter and his lover, and they had both never been happier.
“Faaaather!” Nah tugged at his clothes once again, even more insistently this time as her pout turned into a full frown, “Come on! D-Don’t just stand there! You know how much I missed you this last week, while you were off on that trip with Mother… I’ve been waiting for this all that time, and, and now we’re finally alone, so…”
She chewed on her lips, letting the rest of that sentence rest as a suggestion, but the heat in her gaze and the way her thighs were squirming together was absolutely unmissable.
“Hah, you’re right. I missed you too, honey and I was looking forward to this the entire time I was away, too. I was just taken aback by the size of this place; you’ve clearly done an amazing job here.”
She twisted in place again, enjoying his praise and his attention, but not really in the mood for words right now.
“C’mon then, why don’t you show me around?”
Her face exploded with delight and, taking one of his hands securely in her own, Nah skipped off- eagerly pulling him after her, into her not so humble abode. The house she’d prepared just for when they could finally be together.
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Several minutes later, Nah was still holding firmly to her father’s hand… but her face was twisted up into a frustrated expression, one that deepened each time they stopped and she stood in place, twisting on the spot as she rubbed her thighs together, almost panting with hot anticipation.
This wasn’t what she’d expected at all! This wasn’t how things had played out in her head! She wasn’t sure what was going on!
Just as her father had directed, she’d taken him through the house… She’d shown him the master bedroom, the main bed in the master bedroom, the bathroom, the second bedroom, the equally plush bed within the second bedroom, the master bedroom once again, yet another demonstration of the comfortable, soft and inviting bed in the middle of the master bedroom, the smaller guest bedroom, the two beds within the smaller guest bedroom, the kitchen, and now they were standing in the lounge. Throughout the tour she’d shown him all the beds she owned, several benches raised conveniently to just around his waist height, a number of tables also at the same height, and she had just finished bending over to demonstrate just how soft and comfortable the sofa she’d purchased was.
And all the while, for several very long and wetly frustrating minutes now, he’d just held calmly onto her hand, squeezing it with his own on occasion and making comments about her house, her design choices, or her furniture that she could barely even force herself to focus on enough to answer.
This wasn’t right!
Did he not understand how much she’d missed him while he was away with her mother? How many lonely nights she’d been tossing and turning in her bed, with her hands between her legs, counting down the hours until he’d returned? Had something changed between them? Surely not… otherwise, why had he been so willing to come all the way out here alone with her? She’d seen the way his eyes had travelled up the full length of her (admittedly short) body, and how appreciative he’d been on her outfit… if she stopped long enough to focus for a few seconds, she could practically feel his own desire rolling off him and filling the room just as thoroughly as her own!
So then why hadn’t he taken any of her decreasingly unsubtle hints!? Was he really so interested in seeing her play tour-guide, that she had to endure even more minutes like this, with his body so close to hers but without his hands around her!?
“Hhhhaa…”
Nah shivered, releasing a hot sigh as the felt the greedy want pulsing even hotter between her legs. Her fingers clenched tight around his, her body ached, she was about ready to scream!
‘Ah.’
And finally, she caught sight of the playful light shining in her father’s eye. And finally, she noticed that despite how much of a show he was making of his interest in the layout of the tables and chairs around the lounge, he was always glancing back at her out of the corner of his eye. Finally, Nah realised the most obvious thing in the world, the most basic fact that she’d been too horny to properly process.
“F-Faaaaather!” she whinged, tugging on his hand and pulling him back around to face her, “Father! Daddy! Don’t tease me!”
At this distance, standing only a few steps away from him, just turning him towards her was enough to leave her pressed up against him, with Nah’s disproportionate breasts easily covering the space between them and pushing against his waist, “Ahnn…” she breathed a small moan at the sensation, her body jerking in place with a hot shiver. Just as she’d hoped for right to the depths of her soul. Exactly the sensation she’d dreamed of all this time apart. She could feel the tip of her father’s cock once more where it belonged between her mounds, straining out rock-hard against his clothes.
In the same moment her body shivered, so too could she feel the top of his length twitching against her, father and daughter reacting to each other’s contact with equal intensity. The proof of their connection was undoubtable, as was the evidence that he was just as aroused as she was.
“Mmnnng…”
Breathing out a heavy moan, Nah slithered forwards, stepping very deliberately towards the man she loved and bouncing her chest happily into him. Staring up at him, her dextrous fingers made short work of his belt and zipper! Obviously, if her father was aroused, then it made absolutely no sense to leave his cock straining so sadly against his clothes, surely it was her duty as his daughter to relieve him! And within a second she’d done exactly that, her breath catching in her throat as she felt the full heft of his cock pulsing out between her fingers, too large for her to even wrap both her hands around, ‘Naga’, no matter how many times she saw it, just drinking in the sight, shape and size of her father’s cock always made her tremble.
She would never forget the first time she’d seen it, how her hands had shaken just trying to touch it, how she’d been both awed and terrified at seeing it towering above her, half unable to believe something like that could even possibly fit inside her. It twitched against her touch and the heat between Nah’s thighs smouldered anew; even to this day, she could only possibly imagine it was thanks to her Draconic heritage she was even able to take something like this, to feel herself wrapped around such a huge slab of meat, and still maintain her sanity as much as she had, it was something she thought she would forever be silently thankful towards her mother for- even if she would probably always also be jealous that Nowi got to experience this wonderful, unbelievable, awe-inspiring cock for years before Nah got a chance.
But right now, Nah was barely thinking at all, and she was so exhilarated her body was acting almost purely on instinct, pressing herself up against him, sliding happily right into his waist.
She could see his eyes going wide as he found himself suddenly struck with an unexpected sensation, but right before Robin had a chance to put the pieces together, she dove forwards completely, dipping herself down and throwing her head back with a joyous cry!
“Ah-Hhaa!”
For most of her life and almost all her adult life, Nah had held various complaints about her height. It constantly made everyone around her, even her companions from the ruined future, treat her like a child. It was inconvenient for almost everything. It made it even harder than normal to find clothes that would fit her. It meant she didn’t even have the ability to kiss the man she adored whenever she wanted.
But, since beginning her relationship with her father, she’d found herself resenting it less and found several very attractive benefits instead. It let him easily manhandle her however he liked. It meant he could even pick her up and carry her aloft whenever their passions overflowed. And, most importantly, it meant that when she was facing him like this, the top of his cock stretched up to the tease the underside of her breasts, meaning it was simply a matter of just sliding herself down to push his length up in between her mounds!
Normally, like this, that would only be so entertaining. However, as a consequence of Nah’s almost unbelievable body shape, all her clothing had to be custom fitted or designed. Which meant that this keyhole sweater was one she’d designed personally, and the underside of the cleavage of this one had a very specific, intentional, addition… or, in this case, removal!
Robin groaned her name aloud, his voice ringing out with surprise when, rather than the feeling of her woollen dress wrapping around his cockhead, he instead felt her soft flesh engulf him directly as his length slid smoothly, warmly and wonderfully right between her massive breasts!
“Faaaather! Ahhnn! Daddy! Daddy!”
Nah’s world erupted in bliss and she was so overwhelmed with singing his name that she almost forgot to lean down and kiss his cockhead when it finally began poking up through his cleavage! The familiar taste and scent filled her senses and all her frustrations evaporated! She’d missed this so much! She moved happily into what were now very well practiced motions, bouncing her massive chest up and down along his shaft as her head twisted and turned, kissing and suckling on his glans and taking him into her mouth each time she dropped.
Stifling a gasp of his own as he recovered from the surprise at finding his eldest daughter had specifically tailored her clothing to let her give him a standing titfuck, Robin wasted no time in taking the initiative back by reaching down to the side of her head and taking a firm hold around her ears, the sweet spot for any Dragon, “This isn’t like you, Nah,” he chided, “I always thought you were so mature and polite, but you’re really just a horny slut, aren’t you? One who can’t even ask before taking!”
“I-I-I’m sorry Daddy!” Nah garbled, barely getting the words out. Between the feeling of his massive cock sliding powerfully between her breasts, and his fingers stroking repeatedly up and down her ears, her mind was tumbling over itself, leaving her barley even able to focus, “But, it ju-just, nhha, it doesn’t make any sense! If you’re horny, you should fuck me!”
Watching as his daughter desperately answered his question, while just as desperately slurping up as much of his length as she could manage, never once so much as hesitating in her wanton, hungry movements, Robin could only smile. She never used to be like this, but it always made him happy to see. His younger daughter had always been a much more open, free spirited girl, but Nah had always burdened herself with trying to be responsible, with being respectable. That was why he always took such great pains to tease her desires to the fore, and why it was so gratifying to see her baring herself so openly like this. It was something no other man had ever seen, and something no other man would ever see.
Of course, that didn’t mean he wasn’t going to go any easier on her!
“Looks like I’ve got to teach you a lesson then!”
Taking a firm grip around Nah’s head, with his thumbs squeezing just lightly into the top of her now quivering ears, Robin dragged himself back, pulling his cock down and almost all the way out from between his daughter’s incredible cleavage… before driving mercilessly forward, forcing his length back fully through her mounds and slamming his hips into her hard enough to rock her back onto her heels!
The small Manakete’s body quailed before him, completely overcome by his force, if not for how hard he was holding her, she would have been sent careening backwards. Instead, she was left jolted in place, immediately off balance and held up as if her body was nothing more than a convenient sleeve to wrap his shaft around!
Her surprised shriek echoed loud around the empty house… but Robin knew his daughter far too well to miss the hedonistic delight in her voice, and he didn’t even waste a second before repeating the motion!
“AH!” Again, “AiiHHHA!” And again, faster this time, “HHhnnnghh!” And again, even more powerfully than ever, “Daddy!”
Rocking back and forth in place against his thrusts, Nah didn’t even make the barest attempt to balance herself, instead both her hands simply locked lovingly around his and she used her entire focus -as much as was possible between her increasingly joyous screams- in trying to swallow as much of his cock as she could each time it pushed forwards out the top of her breasts. The fact that she so skilfully slurped her tongue around his length, drawing him in as deeply as she was able to, while all the time looking up towards the man she loved, spoke volumes about just how adept she’d become at servicing her father.
After just a few minutes of this, Robin could feel his cock sliding through her cleavage even easier than ever. And, a glance further down at where her nipples were grinding into his waist confirmed that huge dark splotches had already formed in the wool.
“Oh? You’re milking already, even from just this much?”
“I ca-can’t help it!” Nah panted in reply, flushing as she acknowledged the fluids already dripping down her breasts, “It’s, it’s your fault, you’re the one who made me like this! Wh-Who’s always teasing me!”
This was probably the most visible change in her since they’d begun their recent relationship. He’d long since become accustomed to, and attracted to, the sight of Nah lactating anytime he drove her to orgasm, but it seemed that all the time she’d spent writhing around in joy, either in his hands on around his cock, had trained her body to begin milking almost as soon as he touched her.
Robin grinned, and pounded himself through her cleavage even harder, wondering if he could get her like this just from being around him!
Of course, it wasn’t only her body that had been trained; all that time spent together had done wonders for Nah’s technique. And, within just a few more minutes, the girl’s diligence and sheer wanton lust, were rewarded!
Slamming himself forward without restraint, and without even the barest warning, Robin pushed all the way through his daughter’s pillowy breasts, savouring the sensation of them wrapped tight around him as much as the feeling of her mouth delightedly swallowing down several inches of his cock, for just one final moment, before finally unloading everything he’d been holding back since the moment he’d first laid eyes on her this morning!
Rope after rope of thick, heavy seed shot directly into Nah’s mouth, filling it instantly and leaving her cheeks bulging full with his release. Acting automatically, she swallowed desperately, just as she always did, her throat working with forceful gulps to drink as much as she could possibly manage, before-
“GHhUUh!”
Jolting in place, she spluttered, his cum overflowing from her mouth and his cock slipping from between her lips. A moment later Nah’s face was painted white, coated fully in the last of her father’s release as his cock twitched wildly in the air, just millimetres away!
Nah’s own peak came the second she was finally allowed to taste the seed she’d dreamed of through every night they’d spent apart. Squeezing her juicy thighs together and writhing desperately where she stood, her body soared happily through her own orgasm almost with each time she could feel his shaft unloading inside her mouth!
Her legs shook weakly, losing even the strength to stand under her own power and when Robin finally released her a minute later, she doubled over, panting in full ragged breaths as her enormous breasts bounced through the air and her body flushed with satisfaction.
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“Su… Such an absurdly huge load…” Nah breathed, some further minutes later as her rational mind slowly returned from the cum-drunk haze and after she’d finished savouring the time it’d taken her to scoop every last droplet of his seed from across her face, licking it clean from her fingers and thrilling in the heat that rushed anew through her at every taste, “Did mother not take care of you while you were away?”
“Hmm, well just take it as proof of how much I was looking forward to spending time with my beloved daughter.”
“Hehe, rather than your beloved wife?” he didn’t respond, deciding against stoking Nah’s competitive streak just yet, “Mmm, well… more importantly, thank you, Father. That was delicious, as always.”
He raised an eyebrow, “Rather than thanking me, shouldn’t you be preparing yourself?”
“Huh? O-Oh! Ah!”
She’d recovered at least enough to talk (cheekily at that), even if her legs were still shaking and her massive breasts still bouncing wonderfully with her heaving pants. After going without her for so long, and only having had a little taste of her so far, Robin couldn’t possibly stop with just that! Wrapping his arms securely around her waist, Nah was as absurdly light as ever in his hands and he had absolutely no difficulty in lifting her off the ground and throwing her into position, bent over, face first into the nearest couch!
Her legs stood ramrod straight, holding her curved ass into the air before him, as her head wound up pressed completely into the soft cushions, “Just as I expected.” And of course, like this, her sweater couldn’t hide anything from him. With just the smallest touch, the Tactician rolled it back up around her wide hips, exposing her bare thighs and equally bare pussy to the air.
Of course, It was practically a given that Nah wouldn’t have seen any point in wearing panties when she was spending a whole weekend with him, but seeing her spread out like this, with her juices spreading heavily down her thighs and her ass quaveringly lightly in place under his firm hold, his desire sparked even hotter than ever! His shaft was still rock hard, and a moment later it was pressing in against his daughter’s soaked entrance.
“W-W-Wait, Daddy, ju-just, a sec,” surprisingly, Nah that spoke up next, calling out to him in a timid voice, even as her breast milk began staining the sofa beneath her, “I-I’ve missed you s-so much, so I just came really hard just now… I’m still v-very sensitive, I hhaa, ahh, D-Daddy, just give me a se-second to catch my breaAIIHHHHHAA!”
Slamming himself forwards, Robin hilted himself inside her with one full, heavy thrust! His cock drove all the way to her womb, shoving Nah’s face forcefully into the cushions and leaving a sudden gush of milk spraying out and pooling beneath her as her entire body was jolted forwards! Her words turned into a wordless cry of delight, but her pussy clenched around him even tighter than ever as he withdrew, as if every inch of her body was begging him to feel him inside her.
Once again, Nah immediately surrendered herself to him, not even trying to brace herself or hold onto the couch as slammed headlong through an orgasm powerful enough to make her brain melt, and then another just a second later!
“Naaaaaga! Hhh! Daddy! I love it! I love you! I LOVE YOU!”
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Some hours later, after Robin had shot several loads into his daughter…
And after Nah had finally recovered enough to pick herself up from where she’d finally passed out, face-first into the sofa…
The younger Manakete had led her father into the dining room and sat him down at the table while she prepared lunch.
Of course, after everything they’d already done, her sweater had wound up stretched out and thoroughly stained with her milk, so it had been discarded into the laundry on the way. And, of course, given everything she’d planned for their time together, Nah wasn’t wearing anything under it either, so throwing it aside had left her naked. Which left her right now, as she was, utterly captivating the Tactician’s attention as she glided around the kitchen, standing completely bare save for a small white apron tied around her front. The quintessential “naked apron” that had appeared in so many of the ribald tales he’d read from Sumia, and something he had, until this moment, never experienced himself.
“That’s… quite a sight.”
He acknowledged quietly, taking a deep mental note of the contrast between his daughter’s innocent seeming body, the lascivious view he could see of the dried cum and juices soaked all the way down her thighs, and the modest look of the apron just barely managing to hide her remarkable assets from his gaze.
“Hmm, hmm, hmmm!”
Nah hummed happily to herself as she moved around the kitchen, pulling out ingredients, mixing, dicing and simmering, seemingly without a care in the world, as if there was nothing at all unusual about their situation. And, of course, being who she was, despite the seeming innocence behind her movements, she made great pains to ensure her back was facing towards her father as often as possible, and that her hips were swinging seductively from side to side with every passing moment, and with each step she took. She could feel his eyes on her, and it was a blissful remedy for the last week she’d had to spend away from him.
Enthralled by his daughter’s affectionate teasing, Robin didn’t miss a second of this. As he drank in the full sight of the modest white apron straining to hold back her huge chest, with the straps being tested to their limit each time she turned in place, an almost irresistible idea formed in the Tactician’s head. And, of course, being who he was, there wasn’t even a moment’s consideration given towards resisting it! Rather, it took all his patience simply to wait until the cooking portion of her work in the kitchen was done and the flames were extinguished, before he slid from his seat and across to the small, green-haired temptress.
“Hmm, hn-NnAHH!?”
Even having been silently hoping for some more attention from the man she loved, Nah was still shocked out of her concentration by the feeling of his hands suddenly taking hold of her, slinking around and grabbing firmly onto her breasts under the apron.
“W-Wait, D-Daddy … We, nhhaa, we should eat first…”
There wasn’t even a single drop of conviction in her voice and Robin couldn’t possibly have missed the way her soft, round ass pushed back against his cock from the moment he embraced her, even before his hands started roughly kneading her breasts. She always loved pushing him to do whatever he wanted with her.
“That’s fine, we’ll eat soon,” he assured her as he pulled at the apron string with his teeth, sending the light garment to the floor and freeing her mounds directly into his palms, “I just thought of something to make your meal even better.”
“Ah!”
Nah’s body jumped against him, a sudden shiver running down her spine and Robin could practically feel her eyes going wide in surprise. So caught up in feeling him around her, it was only now that she’d caught onto his small sleight of hand… it was only now that he pressed his weight into her, pushing her just a little forcefully right up against the kitchen bench until she was leaning over it, that Nah noticed the massive glass pitcher he’d covertly placed right in-front of her. Specifically, that he had placed right before where she was now being bent over!
“Wh-Hha? You… you can’t mean to actu-” the small Manakete’s words turned into a sudden yelp as Robin’s hands slid around her massive breasts, squeezing and rolling them under his touch, caressing, massaging and stroking them in all the ways he knew drove her wild. Her breathing turned ragged and her face flushed as her will faltered, “You’re, nhh, you’re far too good at this!”
Robin was a fast learner and, even with all the time they’d spent apart, pleasuring his daughter’s breasts was something he had years’ worth of experience with. He’d massaged these mounds from shortly after she’d first arrived, when they’d been small enough to be cupped in just his palms, he’d squeezed and caressed them as they’d grown well past Cordelia, Olivia, Sumia and even Tharja, he’d made her moan when she’d finally been reunited with him bearing breasts larger than even Tiki, and he’d spent many wonderful hours since marvelling at the way her body shook, her voice caught and her chest milked anytime he made her cum.
But this sudden indulgence was something new, a bolt of inspiration that had somehow never before occurred to the Shepherd’s Grandmaster.
Leaning his weight over her, forcing her into place above the jug, Robin dragged his lips up along the back of her neck and around her head, nibbling gently on her long, tapered ears even as his movements grew rougher and her moans grew more ragged.
“Daaa-Daaaaadddy!” Nah’s hands clawed at the marble countertop, her body shuddering relentlessly against his and her voice rising in pitch! She hated this as much as she loved it! Having her breasts toyed with by him like this turned her on like nothing else, and just the barest strokes was enough to send her body flushing hot. It left her thighs rubbing together and her core aching with need. She loved it, she loved it almost more than anything, but it drove her wild more than anything and it made her want him more than anything! It made her want him to fuck her! But his focus remained entirely on her breasts, and his cock remained in place, agonisingly close against her back. It was an absolutely maddening ecstasy! “You’re, you’re being so rough!”
Of course he was. By now, Robin’s fingers were digging firmly into the pillowy flesh, he was squeezing her mounds forcefully in his hands and kneading them with increasingly heavy strokes; not strong enough to do any actual damage to her, but enough that small sparks of pain twinned with the flush of delight running through her. Teasing and tantalising her, stimulating her with his years of experience, bringing her to the very cusp of ecstasy without ever quite tipping her over.
Of course he was. Because this was something he had never thought to do before.
And finally, just as Nah was sure her brain was about to melt, Robin’s fingers suddenly slid down to her now hypersensitive but previously ignored nipples, the targets he’d been eagerly preparing all this time!
“!”
Clamping down around each of them, rolling them firmly between his thumb and forefinger, he tugged them down, as if pulling on two teats, and aimed them each at the empty pitcher hanging below! Drawn out by Robin’s sure fingers, thick streams of milk erupted from Nah’s breasts shooting directly into the awaiting jug! His fingers pumped back and forth, squeezing her nipples as his hands kneaded her breasts, forcing out a full serving of the creamy white liquid.
Throwing her head back, Nah’s entire body arched in place and her voice cried out in a wild scream. Her legs quailed, her eyes glazed over, her hands scraped uselessly across the polished surface and finally, as her rational mind was fully sundered by the feelings rushing through her… her head tipped to the side and her tongue lolled out with a low moan. She came the moment she felt her milk spray out, and then again second by second as her father mercilessly forced out more and more from her now throbbing breasts! Pain and pleasure and sensations like nothing she could possibly describe flooded through her and the stoic young Manakete’s mind melted happily into delight.
It was amazing, they both acknowledged simultaneously, the difference just a single tiny change could make.
In the time since they’d been reunited, her father had made her milk from orgasming easily a hundred times.
This was the first time she’d ever orgasmed from milking.
“I… feel… like a cow…”
“Mhmm, you’re my adorable little dragon-cow.”
One last, softer, tug on her now thoroughly tender breasts emphasised that statement. Nah’s body flushed, but this time nothing came out. It appeared her father truly had milked her dry.
“Phehehe… that’s not funny.”
Slumping back into his gentle embrace, Nah’s thoughts bubbled away and the steady stream of liquid slowed to just a trickle, enough to fill the pitcher a little past half-way.
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Even in her thoroughly dazed state, Nah had insisted on spending their time together doting on her lover. Which meant, unsurprisingly, that after their fun in the kitchen, it was a short while later before she’d recovered enough of her strength and mental acumen to actually finish their meal and serve lunch. From there, their roles felt far more akin to a comfortably married couple than a father and his recently estranged daughter; despite sitting beside each other, both completely naked, the conversation flowed lightly and the meal passed in good humour, bouncing lightly from topic to topic, passing over all the details they’d each missed from the other’s lives in the time they’d spent apart. His cum was still delightfully warm within her womb, and her juices were still dry around his cock, but their discussion remained light and airy, entirely without regard for everything they’d already done, or everything still yet to do… with- just one exception.
“Phhaa!”
Tipping her head back and making something of a show of draining the last remaining dregs of her glass, before slamming the empty vessel down on to the table with a satisfied sigh, Nah turned a beaming smile up towards her father.
“How was that? Made your meal taste better, I’m sure.”
“Of course, Daddy. It was hand squeezed by you; how could I not love it?”
And indeed, sitting now beside the Manakete was a clear, empty glass, just barely stained with the residue of her milk that had been topped up into it three times now from the large pitcher that now stood just as empty beside the Tactician’s plate.
It was far from the first time her father had gotten her to drink her own breast milk… although, the usual delivery method had typically been him unceremoniously pointing her breasts up at her face in the midst of their passion, never before had she gone about it in as formal a manner as this. It was certainly a strange whim of his, he didn’t seem to have any interest in tasting her milk himself, but he took great enjoyment in watching her drink it. The first time he’d told her that, she’d been surprised, but unusual as it may be, even back then just as she did now, Nah found herself more excited by it than anything else.
Because, as he’d told her then, this was something he’d never told Nowi, or Morgan, definitely not Chrom, or any of his other confidants, it was a secret he’d shared with her alone. In a way, it was a little bond between them. And the thought that something as simple as that could excite him left Nah just as excited herself.
It was that thought that had been forefront in her mind as she’d drained the last of her glass, that reminder that gave her the courage to spur her on to what she wanted next, what she’d been thinking about all the time they’d been apart!
“F-Father!” slapping both her hands down on the table, Nah pushed herself to her full (tiny) height, and faced him with as serious a look as she could manage, “I, I have a request for you!”
She’d always been the good girl, always been the one that acquiesced to other’s whims, and worked to make everyone else happy. Something like this would be simple for her sister, but Nah had always struggled to be impetuous, especially with the man she loved. It was only the lingering aftertaste of her own milk down her throat, and the warmth of his seed within her womb that pushed her to do so- this was important!
“Of course, how can I help?”
“R-Right! Well, then, here!”
So saying, she shuffled quickly across the room, gesturing towards a chalkboard she’d hung on the far wall of the kitchen. A previously unused decoration that Robin hadn’t paid any attention to, assuming it was simply somewhere she could write a reminder for shopping ingredients, or to list off daily chores. Instead, he raised an eyebrow, watching as Nah plucked a piece of chalk into her hands and made a great display of putting up six tally marks in the top left corner.
Six. The meaning certainly wasn’t lost on him. That was the amount of times they’d had sex already, the amount of times he’d unloaded inside her.
“Oh?”
“Tell me! *Ahem* Er, I mean… I want to know… That is, please, this last week, while you were away with mother… How many times did you have sex?”
Robin couldn’t help but chuckle. For as quiet and studious as Nah was, she certainly had a strong competitive streak, or perhaps it was a possessive streak. She’d accustomed herself to the fact that he was married and that neither of them were interested in breaking up their family, she had accepted that she had to share him with Nowi. But this was far from the first time she’d pressed him for explicit details about their love life.
“I, I told you before, I won’t lose to her! You’ve been married to her for so long, I need to catch up! So, I promised myself, this weekend, while it’s just the two of us… Daddy! I’m going to fuck you twice as much as she did!”
Leaning over the table, Robin rested his chin on his hand, favouring her with a bemused smile.
“Fourty seven times.”
“E-Eh?”
“I thought you might come up with something like this, so I made sure to keep an accurate count. And of course, I didn’t hold back, it won’t mean anything if you don’t surpass her fair and square, will it? This last week, I fucked your mother, fourty seven times.”
Nah’s eyes went wide, after a moment she swallowed heavily, “Nine… Ninety four?” clearly this was outside the realm of her predictions.
“Come now Nah, you just made a very bold promise, are you going to back down so quickly?”
“But, I, well…”
The young Manakete’s voice trailed off. If they’d had a week that wouldn’t be a problem at all, even just four or five days, she was sure she could manage it… but she didn’t. Her father couldn’t be away from Ylisstol for so long and she didn’t have an excuse she could use to justify keeping him to herself for longer than this, a weekend together was all they had, just two days, just today and tomorrow. She’d just swore she would have sex with him almost one hundred times before then.
“My body won’t… there’s no way I can take that much…”
“That’s the same as hers,” he shrugged, “She usually passes out after the fourth round or so.”
That news at least broke Nah’s shock enough for her to scoff, ‘Four times mother, really? How pathetic.’ She prided herself on being able to last twice that. But even in her small moment of superiority, she understood what her mother had realised, what she’d missed; if the only thing holding her back was worrying about her body not being able to keep up, then she should just not worry about it. Given how nonchalantly he volunteered that information, she guessed that Nowi had come to that same conclusion a long time ago, and she had to admit there was still more she had to learn from the elder Manakete. Despite how she acted, she wasn’t a child, and she knew a lot more than she sometimes appeared.
“That’s fine then!” she answered confidently, throwing away her worries as she understood the simplest answer of all. All she had to do was give herself up entirely to her father, to the man she already loved submitting too, “Go ahead and do whatever you want with me, whatever state I end up in! You owe me that much, at least, after leaving me all alone for a whole week!”
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After finishing and tidying up from lunch, Robin was left lazing around in the living room, while Nah disappeared into the bathroom.
She’d been gone for a long time now. And, given the usually hectic pace of his life, as well as the very reason he was for being here, without any of his work for him to do, it had taken quite a bit of effort on the Tactician’s part to keep from going in after her. He was sure he’d be welcomed, of course, but he’d seen the look in her eyes as she’d dashed off, clearly she had something specific in mind.
“Daddy…”
A soft voice purred at him from the entranceway, immediately capturing his attention and Robin was instantly aware of just why she’d taken so long in the bathroom, and just as instantly aware that he’d made the right choice not to follow her. Drinking in the sight of his daughter leaning seductively against the doorframe, he swallowed heavily.
It seemed Nah had a lot more than just some spare clothes stored in this little getaway home of hers, in the short while they’d been apart, she’d gone through quite a transformation.
Her sea-green braids were undone, and instead her hair was done up with bright purple ties on either side of her head in a set of green twintails, longer than what Cynthia typically wore but shorter than Severa’s look, reaching down a little past her shoulders. It was far from a drastic change, but when framed with her beautiful long ears and the cute little ahoge that she never seemed to be able to tie, it gave his usually serious daughter a surprisingly fresh, playful look. And, having been the product of several of his private fantasies -ones shared wither neither his wife, nor either of his daughters- it had a powerful effect stoking the lust still smouldering hot within him.
Even more shocking than a simple hairstyle change though, was that -matching with her new playful twintails- Nah was dressed up, not in one of her usual modest outfits, but in the uniform to the Royal Ylissean Girls Academy, a finishing school that all most of the children of this time were likely to attend, but one the Nah of the future had any reason to even know about.
Her lips drew into a seductive smile and she slid slowly across the room towards him, hips swinging wide from side to side and chest bouncing with every step, leaving Robin swallowing once again. By now, he was sitting bolted upright in his seat.
The thin white summer-shirt was stretched to its absolute limits around the enormity of his daughter’s breasts, he could only assume some kind of magic was keeping the buttons in place as the fabric strained to contain her bust. A long, plaid tie done up loosely around her neck served to preserve some small trace of the Manakete’s modesty, but even so, there was no missing the gaps that were pulled open between each button, offering him a tantalising view of her skin directly beneath.
Similarly, thanks to the size of the short girl’s hips and ass, a modest plaid skirt that was designed to cover a teenager’s thighs was stretched up so high that it barely even reached past her crotch. Again, he was afforded an increasingly arousing visage with each step she slunk towards him, as her skirt rode up just enough for him to see all the way up his daughter’s soft, creamy thighs.
And, of course, running all the way up to those thighs was a pair of thin, black thigh-high leggings that perfectly accentuated her thin, slender legs all the way up to the allure of the exposed skin above.
Robin could only imagine the weeping soul of the poor schoolgirl who’d previously worn this modest outfit, this symbol of knowledge and learning. Even with powerful strengthening magic holding it together, it was still just barely managing to contain the raw power of his daughter’s sexuality.
“You always spend so much time with Morgan, looking after her and training her to be your apprentice,” Nah continued in a breathless voice as she moved to just a few meters away. The sight and sound of which was enough to entice him from his seat, walking towards her, his smile matched her seductive grin, with exactly the same purpose, “But… I want you too. I want you to teach me everything you know.”
“Is that so?” He hummed, drawing her immediately into his arms. Sliding his hands across her body, feeling her delight at his caress, he popped open a few of her shirt buttons, releasing the tension and freeing her massive breasts from their tight confines… and right back into place against his own bare chest as his hands continued tracing patterns across her uniform, “Well, you’ve got me all to yourself right now. I’ve got all the time in the world for a private lesson, so what would you like to learn?”
Apparently, his daughter was in the mood to roleplay.
“Nnn… Daddy, I want to learn what it’s like to be fucked enough to cum my brains out! Until I can’t even remember my own name!”
Apparently not.
“Well, you’ve certainly got the right outfit for that.”
It seemed like she wasn’t dressed up like this for any kind of game, but instead just for his sake, as a way to entice him. How she’d hit upon one of his deepest, most secret preferences, Robin wasn’t sure, but he also wasn’t complaining. Judging by the way she was already twisting in place in his arms, pressing herself against him, rubbing her thighs together and gasping in heavy pants, he didn’t think she had anywhere near enough patience to be bothered with something like putting on an act. If he had to guess, he’d say she was feeling lonesome after having washed his cum off her and wanted to have it soaking through her body some more- her mother got the same way at times. Sliding his fingers low enough to cup her full, round ass in hands, Robin snorted out a soft laugh.
“But, what kind of schoolgirl doesn’t even wear any panties?”
She flushed, but her eyes were hot with desire.
“The kind that’s only interested in learning how to become Daddy’s favourite cocksleeve.”
It was amazing just how different Nah acted when she was alone with him, it was something only he ever got to see, and it was something that affected him almost as intensely as the outfit she was showcasing herself in for him. It was all too good, and it left him without even the patience to be bothered pushing her down, or finding somewhere to bend her over!
“Ah!? Ahhh! Yes!”
Rolling his hands over and digging his fingers hard into her thighs, Robin jerked her suddenly upwards, hoisting her roughly into the air! Nah cried out, first in surprise, then in delight, giving herself up entirely to his control as her breasts were dragged up along his chest, and louder still as his now thoroughly enticed cock was lined up directly against her soaked entrance. For just a second, he marvelled at the sensation of her in his arms like this, just how tight and lithe she felt, how deliciously easy she was to carry and how unbelievably salacious she was under her pretence of modesty.
“!”
And then, without bothering with even the barest warning or hesitation, just like a beast thinking only of his own desires, Robin slammed her down, spearing Nah’s wet pussy open in an instant and driving himself full force all the way through her tunnel, until his cock crashed brutally into her deepest walls!
Her scream choked out into a breathless wail, and her hands scraped wildly to his chest, as she bucked and writhed in his hands. By now, of course, Nah was well used to such rough treatment and her pussy warped delightedly against his thrust, already pulsing and shivering around him even as her innermost walls were stretched wide around him, and even as her womb was pushed back, forced to accommodate a cock that was far, far too big for her tiny body. The fact that she could take his entire cock, even when it was thick enough to leave her entrance stretched out unbelievably wide, and especially when by any stretch of the imagination there was room for less than half of his length inside her, was just another part of what made the Manaketes Robin loved so much, so incredible. Anytime he stopped to look, it made for a ridiculous sight, an entire pillar of meat buried within this tiny girl’s body… and the girl in question crying out in delight, trembling through and immediate orgasm, and begging for more!
In contrast to how forcefully he’d slammed her down his cock, Robin was almost agonisingly slow in how he lifted her back up. Nah’s voice rang out in wanton gasps, first in blissful delight as she felt his cockhead dragging back out through all the most sensitive areas of her tunnel, and then in urgent need as he steadily ground her all the way up his length.
“Y…YES!”
He was even faster slamming her down the second time!
And then the time after that, again, and again!
Grunting aloud and clenching his fingers harshly into the soft flesh of her ass, Robin continued his methodical fucking, drawing out his own pleasure and driving her even further out of her mind with each passing second! His pace sped up slowly, but steadily, drawing her just a little faster up the length of his cock with each new thrust, but the way he slammed her small body down onto his length increased in strength just the same!
The sound of Nah’s waist crashing down into his own echoed around the room in thick, solid slaps… but even that was only barley heard over the sound of his daughter’s ecstasy ringing out loud!
This trip was the first time since they’d begun their relationship that they had a chance to be completely isolated, and thus the first time Nah hadn’t had to hold back her moans at all. From the moment he’d first laid hands on her, she’d been gasping louder than ever, and when he’d fucked her into the couch, pulled her into his lap, or bent her over her table she’d filled the room happily with the sounds of her bliss. But now, with moans turning from begging him to fuck her faster, to screaming in joy at the heavy impact of his cock against her womb, the usually quiet little Manakete was screaming -full of delight- louder than ever!
The feeling of his methodically increasing power, as well as the sheer leverage this position offered him- with absolutely nothing she could possibly do to resist him, with no choice at all for her but to simply give herself up to him, to have her body used however he wished- had left Nah’s head in a daze almost since the first moment she’d felt his cock spreading her walls forcefully open. She squeezed herself around him automatically, instinctively applying all the skills she’d gained even just in their short relationship so far, her pussy coiled and pulsed around him, pressing across every last millimetre of his length, delaying his every withdrawal with all her force even despite how utterly (delightedly) helpless she was against his every entry.
He fucked her harder, stronger.
And she came, harder, louder.
A score more minutes passed and Robin’s force and pace increased all the while.
He fucked her faster, more violently!
And her came desperately, crazily!
Her words were a garbled mess and her head was full of nothing but the sensation of his cock inside her. She’d long since lost track of how much time had passed, how many orgasm’s she’d surrendered to, or even where she was even being held right now. The only thing that still existed in her mind was the instinctive need to squeeze herself around his length, and the faster building tension she could feel running through him, the way his cock was swelling thicker and fuller inside her, stretching her out even further and telling her sundered mind that she was drawing out his own release, faster and faster with his pace and with her own efforts in reply.
Clenching his teeth, Robin squeezed his eyes shut! By now, he could feel the throbbing ache for release surging almost unbearably within him! He’d drawn this out as long as he could manage, used every drop of his strength and power to drive his beloved daughter completely out of her mind -just as she’d requested- but every passing moment was a battle he could feel slipping away from him! The intensely wet heat of her pussy washed over him each time he buried himself inside her, the feeling of her walls shivering around him sent his mind spinning each time he slammed her down, and by the time Nah’s head was lolling around limply in the air behind her, shaking back and forth with each thrust without even the strength to hold herself upright, he had already roared past the limits of what he could possibly restrain!
Slamming her down, right to the base of his cock, one final time, Robin stretched the full length of her pussy out around his shaft, driving himself brutally into her womb and pushing her deepest walls back until her entire tunnel was wrapped vice-tight around him! And then, with a raw gasp slipping between his lips, and with his cock twitching violently inside her, his world turned to white, and everything he’d been holding back finally erupted!
Even after all the times he’d already cum so far today, the Tactician was far from spent, and within an instant, Nah’s already cum-stained womb was flooded once more with his seed! Rope after thick rope of his release crashed into her innermost depths, forcing her walls out even further and filling her to the brim once again!
“GhhHHHAAA!”
Already well past her own limits, Nah gave an ecstatic howl the moment she felt his release thundering out inside her! Crashing deeper through an already hazy bliss of orgasms, her legs kicked out behind his back, locking instinctively behind him as her hands clung to his arms and what little vestiges of her consciousness still remained were scattered entirely to the white-hot bliss!
A thick river of seed spilled out across her thighs and onto the floor below, matching with yet another stream of milk flooding from the Manakete’s now hypersensitive nipples, heavily staining the once innocent schoolgirl’s shirt and pooling down across her stomach.
“Hhaa….”
“Nnn-NNnn! Hhh, hhaaaa…”
Several minutes passed just like that, with the small girl still held aloft in the Tactician’s arms, with his hard cock still pressed up fully inside her, driven right to her womb, and her body still shivering from aftershocks of bliss even as she slowly regained her thought and blinked herself back to reality.
“D-Daddy…” Nah murmured, looking up in pure adoration at the man she loved more than anyone. With a little effort she was able to get her body to listen to her enough to unlink her legs from around his back, letting her collapse forwards, leaning bonelessly into his chest as she purred with thoroughly satisfied delight. He’d only cum inside her once this time, but he’d fucked her so hard it was as if she’d been struck by a thunderbolt, or even a Mjolnir spell. Even now, after having some minutes to catch her breath, the usually brilliant young girl could barely even think straight, and the feeling of his cock, still rock-hard inside her was doing little to help that, “I can’t… that was amazing… you were incr-AH! NH-hhan, Wa-wa, HHNNNGGG!”
Nah’s body was abruptly thrown back into motion!
Right when she was starting to recover, she suddenly felt herself dragged back up along the length of his cock! “D-Da-Daddy!” she could feel his cockhead applying pressure to each of her most sensitive areas, but more than that, and more than that, she could feel the same powerful strength in his arms holding her aloft.
“Wa-wait, give me, give me jus-just a minute! I-I’m still, I’m still sesiti-Hhaa, I’m cumming!”
It was too much, far too much! She was already peaking just from feeling his cock move inside her, her body was trembling just at feeling him withdraw, if he fucked her now, she couldn’t possibly take it! Her mind would snap like a twig!
“YES! YES! DADDY!”
She wanted that more than anything. Almost as much as he did.
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“Ah…huh?”
Groggily beginning to come back to reality, Nah blinked herself out of her blissful daze, even as she felt her body still shivering tremulously. Feeling herself lying on her back, she slowly rolled her head upright and with just a little more effort than it should have taken, drew her tongue back into her mouth from where it had been lolling open in what she could only imagine was an absolutely fucked stupid look… a task that was not helped by her returning consciousness filling almost immediately with the incredible sensation of her womb stuffed full with her father’s hot, thick seed.
“Nnnaa…”
Dimly, she realised she’d completely lost track of how many times she’d had sex now. It had all passed over her in an incredible marathon of pleasure. Her muscles ached lightly at the exertion, but more than that, her body thrummed with heavenly satisfaction, deeper and more encompassing than she’d ever felt before. Almost enough to leave her eyes rolling back in her head once again.
Focussing a little more, Nah’s internal clock told her a little more than an hour had passed since she’d last been thinking at all.
As the world swam back into focus, she realised she was lying down now, atop the grand king-sized bed in the master bedroom. She also realised that her outfit was a complete mess. Her shirt had been ripped open and was now hanging from her shoulders, her tie had been lost somewhere, her skirt had been flipped entirely up over her waist leaving her entirely exposed, and she appeared to have discarded one of her leggings at some point. Surprisingly though, her pigtails seemed entirely undamaged.
But… none of that information registered with any urgency in the young Manakete’s mind.
Because, more important than any of that, she realised that she was being held cradled in her father’s arms. That her hands were wonderfully secure around her, his muscular body lying right atop hers with just enough force to hold her in place, and his incredible cock pressing rock-hard against the entrance to her pussy. A flood of warmth rushed through her and a dizzy smile returned to her face. Before she became aware of anything else, she understood that what had roused her was this feeling, the sensation her body couldn’t help but react to- the man she loved pushing into her, opening her walls up around him, spreading her still over-sensitive pussy wide around his length before she’d even recovered enough to think straight!
Her legs kicked out with what little strength she had, wrapping tight around him as her body jolted in delight.
Her lips met with his, and her excited moan reverberated into their passionate kiss.
And her world exploded once more into white-hot bliss.
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“Nhg…?”
Moaning weakly as the haze over her mind slowly thinned, Nah breathed out a shuddering sigh. Waking back to reality with the sensation of her body utterly soaked in her father’s cum was almost as blissful as the feeling of it dripping wet down her thighs, a reminder that she’d earned so much of his release that her body couldn’t even hold anymore.
By now, she realised she had no idea how much time had passed.
But as she lifted her head up, she saw that they must have moved back to the dining room, because she was lying flat across the dining room table- her head lying limp on the wood and her body cushioned by her massive chest squished beneath her.
Looking at her right hand, laid out ahead of her, she could see that for some reason she was holding onto the thin plaid skirt she’d been wearing earlier. Her shirt was still hanging open around her shoulders, but it seemed the skirt had been ripped off at some hazy point in their transition.
But that thought was discarded just as quickly as it was registered, forgotten entirely against the far more important realisation that her father’s hands were holding tight around her hips, “Ahhnnn!” Nah moaned happily, understanding somewhere between thought and instinct, that he was positioned behind her, and that it was the feeling of him tugging her back across the table towards him and towards the cock she could now feel pressing in its rightful place against her entrance once more.
A shiver of anticipation ran through her, entwining with the rippled of pleasure still thrumming through her, and the fog across her mind thickened once more.
Moaning happily, Nah raised her hips up towards him.
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“Ah..?”
Nah’s mind cleared slightly, and a sliver of rational thought returned.
A moment’s inspection told her she was back in her living room, sitting propped up on one of her couches. A blissful ripple of delight washed through her at that, warm shivers running up her spine and hot sighs slipped from her mouth, but little else made it through the haze of pleasure that was wrapped tight around her, none of that mattered, all that mattered was how good she felt, and how important it was that she made her father feel just as good!
“?”
As light returned distantly to her eyes, she noticed something strange; a sheet of patterned white cloth hanging from her left arm. It had appeared to have been wrapped around her, but was already half taken off, covering now only one shoulder and otherwise halfway down her arm. Her eyes rolled across it, but no connections fired in her mind, it was something she should recognise, but it was somehow too unimportant and too meaningless for her to take any note of.
“Ah!”
Even that consideration was instantly lost as her body jolted suddenly in delight!
A deeper moan fell from her open mouth as Robin’s cock pushed forcefully between the heavy mass of her breasts, the thick length smoothly rolling through from where he was reaching down and squeezing her chest together, until it slid all the way out the top and just a few centimetres from her face.
“Mmm!”
The dizzy smile returned to Nah’s face as her jaw opened wide, and all other thoughts or concerns faded away as she dipped her head forwards, wrapping her lips warm around his cockhead. Yet another thrill rippled through her body as his taste spread across her tongue once more, and she suckled instinctively on his glans.
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“Nng?”
The light returned to her eyes once again.
This time, Nah realised she wasn’t sure exactly where she was. The room looked familiar, but nothing seemed to click in her mind.
She did know however, that she didn’t care in the least. Looking up, she could see her father’s face above hers, to the side she could feel his hands clasped with both of hers, and between her legs, she could feel his cock pushing through her depths, reaching all the way up to her womb.
Her head rolled back, and her voice moaned out in ecstasy once again.
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“Hhhuua…?”
A soft rapping on her ass roused her somewhere back to consciousness. Gurgling out a moan, she lifted her head up from where it had been laying and with some effort, looked back over her shoulder. A beaming smile spread across her face, and a comforting heat washing through her body, as she drank in the sight of her father smiling gently down at her.
“You’ve done well,” he commented, the words passing over her without comprehension, “But it looks like you’re just barely hanging in there now.”
She blinked in confusion. Any attempt at thought was drowned out completely by the shudders of delight still spreading from her core, the wet hot desire thrumming through every millimetre of her body.
“Hmm… you’ve really become a broken whore, haven’t you?” a wry smile lit up on his face, “Do you even remember what your name is, right now?”
Name?
She blinked again.
Again, the words passed through her without meaning. Her mind was full right now, far too full to make room for anything else, there was only one thing she could possibly care about right now.
“Hha,” she breathed, raising her waist up into the air, pushing herself back towards him, to where she knew his cock was waiting, “Nng, mo… more…”
Robin laughed.
“Good girl.”
His hands took hold of her waist, and her world was scattered into white light once again.
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“Hhna…”
It was the warm sunlight shining down on her the next morning that finally begun to slowly bring Nah back to reality. Distantly, she could hear the sound of birds singing out the new day, and as her vision slowly swam back into focus she could see that the entire house was now lit up with the gentle summer morning glow.
Even so, time passed on and on; Nah’s return to consciousness came only in small, trepidatious steps, the haze of lust and the dregs of sleep both only ebbing away bit by bit as her internal processes came back around, seemingly as if from great disuse.
“Wow…” she whispered, her voice turning into something between a moan and a gasp as she blinked herself back awake. With consciousness came sensation, a myriad of pulsing feelings almost enough to make her head spin and send her back under again, “Hha… nnn, f-feels good…”
Predictably, her muscles ached almost from top to bottom from extreme overuse. But Manakete’s healed fast and by now it was just a dull ache, an almost pleasant reminder of everything she’d done and one she knew would pass shortly enough. And entwined with those aches was the remaining pleasure, the phantom sensation as if she could still feel her father’s huge cock inside her, the small electric shocks of bliss she could feel radiating from her still oversensitive nipples each time she moved, and the almost overpowering way his scent and aura took over her senses- even without looking, she could tell she was covered practically head to toe with his seed, she could still taste it all down her throat, and still feel it warm within her womb.
A few moments later, Nah got her bearings enough to realise she was currently lying face-down on the living room floor.
She was lying in a pool of dried milk, juices and cum, one of several staining the carpet beneath her.
Nah shivered.
Not from the morning cold. Manaketes, thankfully, weren’t overly sensitive to heat changes. Instead, she trembled, and then panted, from the full realisation that her father had fucked her unconscious, dumped load after load inside her, used her entirely for his pleasure and then simply discarded her like this, lying naked, flat on the ground in a mess of milk and cum.
Her face flushed and a hot, heavy breath escaped her lips, “Daddy… You’re amazing…” even after all they’d already done, and how completely satisfied she’d been after just a few hours yesterday, she found herself getting wet once again just thinking about the state he’d left her in. It was a true testament to just how completely he dominated her, and just how much she loved that.
The rest of the room, and she guessed most likely the rest of the house, was in much the same state she was. The entire living room absolutely reeked of sex, and as she slowly pushed herself back up to a seated position, she looked around to see stains where her milk, his cum, or both were dried across almost every surface, from the benches, to the tables, the windows, and everything else. Drinking it in, Nah was very glad she knew several very handy housekeeping spells… and even more glad that she could still remember heated snippets of such incredible memories through the haze of the previous day’s lust.
Each new sight, and each new stain she saw brought back more and more memories of all they’d done. Of her body being manhandled one way or another, of her swallowing his cock with everything she had, of her screaming for more as he used her however he wished. Endless wonderful memories of their private time together.
It had been a day very well spent.
“Oh?”
Rising unsteadily to her feet, Nah was taken aback by yet another surprise. Catching sight out of the edges of her vision, she looked down to her bare thighs, her heart pounding in her chest as she made out the marks she could see now covering them. Black scratches, almost certainly inked onto her body by her father’s magic. Row after row of tally marks, set in columns and running all the way down both her thighs almost to her knees.
“Da-Daddy…”
A wave of love strong enough to leave her chest tight washed over the young Manakete.
He’d kept track, of every single load he’d shot inside her. Even long after she’d lost count of all the times they’d had sex, he’d still kept track. Even as he’d fucked her from one side of her house and back again, even as she’d screamed and moaned and begged for more, even when she’d forgotten her own name, he’d still diligently kept track. All for the sake of a completely pointless rivalry she was holding against her own mother. It felt almost silly now, she knew better than to be jealous of her father having sex with his wife, she didn’t doubt his love for her and she knew she would always be his woman.
“I love you…”
But that only meant her goal shifted. It didn’t matter if he had sex with anyone else, she would be the one he loved having sex with the most!
She could feel just how sensitive her body still was from everything they’d done yesterday. Far from milking just at being caressed by him, she could feel her breasts leaking now just from thinking about him. He’d completely ruined her, made her his and marked that ownership down to the very depths of her soul. He’d completely broken her with his cock.
And in reply, as thanks, Nah would make sure she would forever be his favourite. His woman, his personal slut, his private whore, his daughter, everything he ever wanted and more.
It was that thought, and that new promise that filled her mind as she staggered across the room, marking down every one of their encounters on the chalkboard.
More than half the chalkboard was covered in small marks by the time she was finished. Her original goal was still some distance away, but she no longer cared. The entire day lay ahead of her yet, and she knew she would have long surpassed Nowi by the time it was finished.
And, more importantly, she would leave knowing she’d shown her beloved father, the best weekend of his life.
End.
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A/N: And here we go, a pretty specific story this time, and not one I know a lot of you were expecting, but I’ve actually owed this story to the person who requested it from me since about June this year, so it’s been a long, long time coming. That’s how long it takes me to free up time in my schedule! Even when he did me a favour! Gah!
So after I stalled out with ACoT, I thought I needed to finally finish this and get it out, so here it is! I hope you enjoyed it!
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