Gold Tier Archive - Father's Day (Patreon)

Father’s Day was Bruce’s favorite day of the year, he and Sherri had a ritual of a ‘Daddy Daughter’ day where they’d spend time together. This year he wanted to show his girl something a bit different than what they were used to, his large arm swung around the girl’s shoulder and protectively pulled her close. “You almost ready Squirt?” He looked down at her as she gave a small pout, it was her nickname growing up but she was all grown up now! 

“Daaaad! Why do you always call me that?” Sherri huffed, looking up at him with a curl to her lips, but his palm quickly came upon the top of her head, mussing it up with a gentle shake of his hand through her hair. “Hay!” Sherri cried out. “It takes forever to straighten it!”

“I know, but it looks so cute when it’s kinda curly.” He smirked and twirled a fingertip through her silky tresses, no matter how old she got she’d always be his little girl. “Anyways, we’re here.”

Sherri took a moment to realize just where they were, all the firearms on the wall, posters, multiple stacks of ammunition, combined with a general still sensation in the air. Sherri perked one of her ears and tilted her head up to her pop. “…A gun store?”

He gave a hearty chuckle and nodded. “Yep, well, a gun range, but I figured this would be right up your alley. I know how you like them Fallout games.” He let go of Sherri’s shoulder and made his way over to the mare working the counter, his digit pointing to the top of shelf. “See they got rifles you can shoot.”

The mare felt her cheeks flush as she caught sight of Sherri, then looked over to Bruce, the bulky male that was always flirting with her. “Wait, Bruce, she’s YOUR daughter?” 

“Wait you know Mary, Mary you know my dad?!” Sherri felt herself get yanked over, the proud papa holding her beside him. “Dad how do you know her?!”

“I have a life outside of you sweetheart. I come up here pretty often, Mary happens to run the rentals at this place, which is exactly why we’re here.” Bruce chuckled and looked up to Mary, his eyes wiggling to the salacious salesgirl he had wanted to try forever. “So, what do you think for my daughter? It’s her first time shooting.”

Mary gave an uneasy smile, it was hard to look a man in the eye with what she had done to his daughter. Immediately all the kinky moments she and Sherri had shared together, the way she had fucked his daughter so thoroughly, every second purged to the forefront of her mind. “Uhh..” She stammered, Bruce was known for being a crack shot, Sherri had a big mouth. She exhaled, surely he knew. 

“Mary?” Bruce lofted a brow then looked down at Sherri, her cleavage was showing off and he gave a little chuckle. “Earth to Mary.”

“Yeah!” Mary almost coughed as she caught her breath. “Right, uh, her first time, I suppose a .22? It’d be lightweight enough for her to get the feel of a gun, not a lot of kickback.”

“Hey wait, I thought I was going to fire the rifle!” Sherri piped up but Mary felt herself chuckle at the thought of Sherri firing off something that large. She’d probably get knocked back flat on her ass! “What’s so funny?” 

“Nothing, nothing.” Mary tried to contain her laughter. “How about you start with the .22 and we’ll try and upgrade it later?” 

Bruce smiled down at her, his palm gently stroking along her shoulder and against her neck with a little shake. “Better listen to her, she’s good at her job.” He leaned his head down smooching at her pretty brown locks. “Maybe you’ll like it and we can do this more often?”

Mary cleared her throat, her cheeks flushing as she tried to divert her eyes. “Well I’ll go get the paperwork started and run the background checks and all that. I’ll be back in a few.”

It was only a moment after that Bruce looked down to Sherri, biting down on his lower lip. “God damn that woman must have a gigantic dick.” Bruce exhaled. “I could smell it from here, fuckin’ thing drives me crazy every time I come here.”

Sherri’s eyes widened. “Uhh..” She looked to the side and slightly rubbed at her shoulder.

“I’m so jealous of you I swear, tell me, is she rough? I love it rough.” Bruce snuck up behind Sherri , his palms pressing upwards underneath her shirt to gently squeeze at her breasts. “It’s these things! This is why she doesn’t love me!” Bruce gave a fake pout while he jostled her jiggly jugs in his grasp. “…These are getting really nice too. God I can’t believe how grown up you are.”

It was an odd moment, to be complimented on her maturity while at the same time having her father’s hands squishing at her breasts. Then again this was her family, her cheeks blushed a deep shade of red, her father leaning over and nipping at her ear. “Mnf.. dad..” Sherri whispered but his thumbs gently dragged over the tips of her nipples, rolling them in circles as he pressed in closer.

“Jeeze.. so lucky, I bet Mary just gets to tiddyfuck you all the time huh?” He leaned in deeper and one palm left her breasts to drag down her navel. His middle fingertips swirling along her tummy, he knew how sensitive that spot could be from personal experience. “You’re not the only one who dreams of getting knocked up with that big fat horsedick.” 

Sherri trembled, her thighs slowly pressing together as droplets of sweat dripped down her brow, but his fingertips weren’t satisfied just teasing her. His large palm pushed between her tight jeans, slowly stalking his prey to find that tight mound damp with her juices. His fingertips were careful to touching her body, his palm just stroking up and down along her mound before lightly touching his padded digits against her slit.

 “Hahhh.. Daddy!” Sherri moaned out as her father’s thick fingertips teased along her wet folds, his digit curling between her lips and rubbing so sweetly. Sherri gulped down her throat, her legs going numb as his thick fingertip stirred its way into her pussy, spinning around with an achingly slow motion. “Hnnh, we.. hahh.. but..” Sherri’s train of thought was continuously interrupted with the slow twirling motion, Bruce holding his little girl close and letting her body lay back against the table.

“Shhh, they know me here.” That was the truth, how many times he’d been caught being bent over in the shooting range he had no idea, but this was daddy daughter time and he planned to savor it. He pulled his large t-shirt from his body, tossing it to the side. He wasn’t the man he was in his twenties but he was still somewhat in shape, even if he had a bit of belly to him. “C’mon.. shirts off.” He teased and Sherri slowly obliged. At the same time Bruce peeled off his loose jeans and the tight pair of women’s panties that covered his pussy. 

He relished the freedom he felt with his mound on full display, he was dripping wet and the nectar from his snatch was starting to trail down his thighs. His hands reached out and gently pulled those high heels from his daughter’s paws. His eyes focused on her as he kissed gently at those cute little pawtoes after he pulled her shoes off and gently dropping them to the ground. “You ready Squirt?” Bruce murmured as he slowly peeled her jeans from her body.

“As ready as I’ll ever be.” Sherri murmured as she felt her thighs spread for her dad, most fathers were blessed with a hung dick, or a fat knot, however Sherri always felt surprised when she saw Bruce’s pussy. That puffy swollen pair of folds that looked so similar to her own, the coloration, the shape, Sherri bit down on her lower lip as she felt their bodies touch. The soft pressure of their vaginas touching together made Sherri gasp at the warm sensation. “Mhhh..” 

“Mhnn.. this.. this is just what I wanted today..” Bruce groaned as he felt the sticky nectar of his daughter mix with his own, slowly he pushed his hips forwards letting their pussies squish together in a hedonistic grind. It was a slow rubbing of their folds but Bruce had clearly done this quite often as shown by his expertise. He started with a push of his hips upwards, letting their folds kiss and then he rolled his hips causing them to squish and slip against each other.

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His palms held onto her leg and grasped at her thigh while he rocked his hips back and forth, he could feel his clit starting to poke through as their bodies danced together. It wasn’t a hard thrusting like Ellie would do, but more of a subtle pleasure that focused not on depth, but the surface areas of pleasure that their bodies shared. “Mhnnn..” He huffed, feeling his tongue start to dangle from his maw as he shifted his hips back and forth. 

Sherri felt her pawtoes start to curl, her breasts jiggling with each shake of their bodies. “Mhff.. Daddd” Sherri cooed, her hands reaching out and gently curling her fingertips into her father’s broad chestfluff, holding onto it while he bounced her body back and forth, letting the soft pressure of the impact send vibrations along their bodies.

At first he was just holding her legs for leverage, but their bodies grinding and rubbing together he could feel his face warming up as the pleasure compiled in their bodies. His left leg held firmly on the counter while his right helped press their bodies together. “Mmahh.. Yeah..” He groaned, this was just what he needed for Father’s Day. His daughter, all cute and grown up. 

Sherri clutched her fingers into fists as she looked up at him, her eyes widened as she saw his tongue and felt it dragging upwards against her insole. “Hahhh.. Dad.. I didn’t know you liked paws!” Sherri gave a little squeak as his lips pursed and kissed against her cute little pearls. She wasn’t used to guys playing with her paws, normally something that she reserved for girls, but this… didn’t feel so weird. Maybe it was because it was with her dad, or because at the same time his hips was continuously mashing their pussies together. 

“What?” Bruce perked his brow in honest surprise as he gently nipped at her pawtoes. “Where’d you think you got this little kink from?” He chuckled and gave a little buck of his hips, letting their folds slip in between each other his eyes trained on her footpaw and watched her toes curl. He loved that.

“Hahhh.. Hnnh.. Dad.. you sure?” Sherri gave another whimper, her body being pressed firmly against the counter while her hands tried to catch a grip her head tilted back. It felt so good, her pussy was swelling with pleasure and she could feel her juices dripping and mixing with her father’s twat.

Bruce looked down at Sherri giving an all too serious look. “Am I sure? Why.. I’m completely PAWS-itive!” He gave a chuckle and nipped at Sherri’s toeknuckles while her daughter let her hand fall back over her face. Dad humor never took a break after all. “Gosh I even love this toe-ring. Where’d you get it from?” His fingertips stroked along Sherri’s other leg, clasping his digits between her pawtoes and rubbing against the gemstone with the stem of his finger.

She could feel her heart pounding, her blood pressure starting to raise with each passing second, it was becoming harder and harder for her to focus as he teased at her every sense. “Mahh… Cause.. Cause Warcraft..” She gasped, she could feel the sensation starting to build up in her abdomen as his hips started to push down a little bit harder. The smacks of their pussies creating a sticky wet SHPAP with every press of his hips.

“Oh yeah? Whatcha think, maybe I should get one too!” He smirked and pinched so gently at her pawtoes to watch her yip in surprise. She was slowly losing it but he loved making her squirm and squeak. “Maybe I’ll join up in WoW too.. Your mom says I’d make a great Warrior! …And I bet there’s plenty of guys who’d love to see a pic of a real person’s pussy for free gold!”

Sherri’s eyes widened at the prospect. “Ohmygod! No! Dad pleas- Hyhhnh!” Sherri whimpered his hips were starting to go faster now, the pressure was building in her body as she bit down on her fingertip. It was so intense she felt like her body was going to burst! “Ddaddyy!” She felt her breasts heaving as she took in deep breaths of air, she was starting to shake from the intense vibrations of her father’s massive body smacking into hers. 

He saw the way Sherri’s eyes were squinting, she was close, call it fatherly instincts but he knew when his babygirl was on the verge of cumming. His left palm slipped from her leg, gently pressing it atop of her mound he would roll his thumb against her clit in little circles while their lips squished up and down. “Come on baby.. Come on.. Cum for daddy.” He groaned, he was on the verge himself but he loved the little face Sherri made, her eyes shutting tightly. He knew that look, it was so familiar to himself, she was on the verge of squirting. All she needed was just a bit more, his thumb pressed against her clit like he was pushing a button, her back arched upwards as she let out a squeal.

“Nyahhh Daaahhhd!” Her voice cracked as she pressed her hips upwards as if trying to pull away but his palm followed her, relentlessly filling her body with pleasure. His fingertips curled into her mound and his lips smooched at her cute little footpaw. Sherri’s other leg was trembling, shaking a little as her pawtoes curled so tightly. “I’mgunnah..”

His mouth opened, gently pinching his teeth on her padded insole, their bodies creating a sticky mess together as their juices mixed. “Goon..Doit princess..” He muttered against her footpaw, his ears folding to the side as he let himself go, the vigorous sensation of their pussies squishing together was sending him over the edge, he couldn’t stop now. 

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Sherri tried to scream out, but her voice seemed lost in her throat, her jaw opened and her tongue hung out at the side as her pussy contracted and a squirt of juices slipped from her body. The intense pleasure that was shared between them caused both parties to tremble. Bruce heaved for air as his body locked up, the cute little pup beneath him spasmed. It was all he could do to keep from falling forwards onto her and squishing her with his weight. “Mhhh.. hahh..” He gave a slight grunt as he looked down to his sweet little girl. 

Bruce gave a slow grind of his hips, riding out his own orgasm and surely doing the same for his precious pupper. The waves of a vaginal orgasm were intense, his entire body twitched and quivered as he slowly rocked himself back and forth with his daughter. Droplets of sweat dripped down his brow and from his chest to spill on his daughter so shamelessly. 

Sherri’s cheeks were flushed as she looked up to him, he was smiling back down at her and she couldn’t help but feel her tail give a slight twitch. “That.. that was a lot of fun pop.” Sherri tried to catch her breath, her breasts heaving up and down with each passing second. 

“Heh, but our day has just started. We still have a lot more fun planned.” Bruce gently caressed his large palm along Sherri’s cheek, the way she blushed. He leaned in and gently pressed his lips against her forehead. “By the way, that’s why I call you Squirt.”