Sasuke knew that he couldn't fuck Sarada like she was one of his normal girls. Not only was she a virgin, who of course needed much more gentle a hand than usual, but she was his daughter. He'd started Himawari off slow, just like every virgin he'd broken in, but over time he was getting rougher and more intense with her, willing to get vulgar and aggressive with his fun. In time, Himawari, and for that matter her formerly demure housewife mother, were becoming further and further conditioned that in time, they would be getting the exact same treatment as Hanabi was. But Sarada was different, for very obvious reasons, and he wasn't going to be the same kind of reckless or aggressive with her that he would be with any other women; she was his little girl, not a dirty slut to bend over a table.
And she seemed all too excited to be there, practically bouncing about as she leaned happily against her father, her hands at his thighs, as if wondering if she could get to his pants. "I want to get started right away, papa," she said, leaning into his neck and peppering it with a million too quick, too fleeting, utterly inexperienced pecks. But they were so endearing to Sasuke that he couldn't help but love the way she went at him, the overwhelming and excessively affectionate approach she gave him. It was so sweet, so loving, and he wanted to reward that sweetness.
Sasuke nodded, running one hand through his daughter's hair, which may have held his colour but which had her mother's softness. It was a familiar softness, and he caressed her head lovingly as his other reached for his pants, unbuttoning and unzipping his jeans. Sarada was eager to help, her fingers getting into the loops and tugging them excitedly as she helped get her father bottomless, admiring the swollen cock in all of its up close and aching glory. She didn't have long to look at it, though, as he eased her head in toward his gently and gave her another kiss. "Look at how hard I am for you, Sarada. All for my little girl. So don't worry about trying to be as beautiful as the other women who come over are, okay? Because you're even more beautiful than all of them."
"As beautiful as mama?' she asked, eyes wide as her fingers slowly curled around the cock. Her touch carried the clear signs of her virginal inexperience, but she had seen so many women grip his cock in so many ways that even if the way she held him didn't carry much confidence, it was clear that she had been studying the way they touched him, mimicking it as much as possible. Sarada's imitation was a pale one, but it was enough to excite Sasuke, to realize just how much his perverted voyeur of a daughter had see. The ensuing groan into her lips and the firm hold in her hair were sudden reactions, and they were everything Sarada could have wanted.
"Just as beautiful. You two are the girls I love most in the world, and you're both so wonderful." His hips rolled a little, bucking in her grip as he bit down very softly against her bottom lip. He'd known about her watching for quite some time, having caught on the second night when he saw her very briefly, but didn't let on to the fact he was aware of her all that time, enjoying the peering eyes of his daughter on him throughout weeks and weeks of his conquests. Even this whole had secretly been his try at tempting her into making the first move so that he could guiltlessly go for it, and he had not been disappointed.
"And you're the only man for me, papa," she said, smiling as she pulled away from his lips and looked down toward his cock. Her hand continued to stroke the amazing cock excitedly, and she seemed all too willing to touch her father's dick, in spite of its role in her inception. Shifting in her place, she pulled out a little and leaned in, coming from the side into his lap, where she gave his cock tip a big, wet kiss. "I don't know if I'm going to make you feel as good as mama can, or even like all of the other women you know, but I promise that I'm going to do my best."
"I'm sure you'll do amazingly," Sasuke said, stroking Sarada's hair. He didn't follow the supportive encouragement up with some remark about how much of a great cocksucker her mother was and how surely she had it in her, as he had so many times with Himawari. It was very likely that he would never speak to his lovely daughter that way for the life of him. Instead, he was going to shower her in all of the affection and support she could ever ask for. Even now, he leaned back and groaned, encouraging her openly to approach sucking his cock however she wished, not wanting to be even the slightest bit restrictive of how she wanted to take care of things.
The specific route Sarada chose involved slowly pushing forward, kissing and licking all along her father's cock, moving up and down but steadily exploring lower as she felt more confident with it. There was a lot of cock for a virgin to deal with; her father was endowed in ways that left her rather shocked, but she was intent on doing everything she could. "Tell me if I'm doing well, but also let me know if there's something you want, papa,' she said lowly, tongue slithering along the throbbing flesh. Her hand kept working the base over as she tried to show herself to be as undaunted by the intimidating length and thickness of his cock, how much there was for her to work over if she wanted him to get off, but she was dedicated to the task. Nothing would have made Sarada happier than making her father happy, whatever it took.
Sasuke let out low groans as she went at him. He'd been with plenty of virgins before, plenty of girls who could barely handle his cock, and as far as they went, Sarada was probably one of the best. All of the knowledge she'd picked up over weeks of watching him fuck the village's women had given her a rough idea of what to do, and while she would need refining, the way she eventually got her lips around his head and began suck his tip, working him steadily over as her hand worked his base over, was a better move than perhaps any of his virgins had ever mustered. "You're a natural. I'm so proud of you, Sarada. But if you do want to do a little more, use your free hand on my balls. There's so much down there that you can work over, don't focus on just the penis."
Sarada didn't want to pull back from her father's cock head to thank him, so she let out a happy moan as she did exactly as instructed, reaching her other hand down to his sac and beginning to work his balls over, fondling them excitedly as her head bobbed up and down. She went at his cock as eagerly as she could, sucking on his head while she worked the length of the shaft over with one hand and his nuts with the other. She toyed with them, perhaps the least confident there of all, but with Sasuke enjoying himself, legs spread, back to the couch, with the groans and encouragement all coming freely, Sarada felt like she could do anything, like there was no way she would disappoint him. So she kept at it, moaning as she sucked and stroked and did everything she could think of to make him happy.
As his daughter sucked his cock and showed her incredible talent right off of the bat, Sasuke's eyes had trouble staying on the back of her head as he looked off to the side, saw her hips waving back and forth excitedly, her cute ass in red panties and nothing else. She had her mother's lovely, round backside, and he couldn't wait to see it bounce. Unable to help himself, Sasuke reached the hand not in her hair down along her back, cupping his daughter's rear and slowly pulling the material of her panties aside so that he could get some fingers into her pussy. He pumped slowly back and forth, biting his lip as he felt the clenching, desperate, and sopping wet snatch clinging to his fingers desperately. She was a needy, horny mess, and he could not have been happier about that fact.
Being fingered made her suck her father's cock harder, made Sarada moan and wiggle her hips as she felt so much affection, so much pleasure. She felt like the happiest girl alive as she received the attention she'd wanted from Sasuke. It was a twisted fantasy come true, and she felt no shame or hesitation about it being her father. She was happy where she was, on the receiving end of the best form of pleasure a girl could possibly have asked for, and her only thought was how she was going to find her way into even more of it. Her top priority was to get Sasuke off as many times as she could, knowing how stiff the competition was and how may women vied for his affection. She wanted to not only get her cut, but to beat all of them out for as much as she could, to become just as regular all over as her mother was.
And it was working. Sasuke shivered as her mouth found its pace, getting more and more adept with each bob of her head at sucking his cock. He had something special on his hands, and he wasn't going to give it up for anything. But, that said, the last thing he wanted was to just leave Sarada sucking his cock; she was his little girl, and she deserved something so much more than that. "Pull back, baby," he said, hand reaching down to caress her cheek. "I want to take you to bed."
Sarada yelped at the promise, perking up excitedly. It was the only thing he could have said that would have been so sweet and excitement inducing that she would gladly pull away from his cock to obey his command. "Of course, papa!" Some strands of saliva connected her lips to his head ,but they all quickly snapped and dropped as she pulled back and stared adoringly at Sasuke, who reached his hands down to pick her up.
He picked his daughter up like a princess, his cock bobbing as he showed off his strength, effortlessly hauling her up and carrying her with him. "Do you know why I'm carrying you like a princess?"
"No, papa, why?"
"Because you'll always be my little princess?"
The girl whined and buried her face into Sasuke's neck. "I'm twenty years old, papa!" She shivered about in his touch, but soon enough was letting out a happy noise as she kissed at the hickeys she'd left him, as he made those last steps to get into his bedroom.
Once he had Sarada on his bed, Sasuke did quickly away with what his girl still had on, her white blouse unbuttoned and hanging halfway on her shoulders, followed by the short skirt that covered virtually nothing.. Then the red bra and matching red panties, exposing almost all of Sarada's lovely body to him; she looked like her mother did when she was her age, but with a distinctly different face, something that held its own kind of beauty, especially with her glasses fogged up and askew. All he kept on were her stockings, which left her looking quite adorable as he left her on the edge of he bed. "You look so pretty," he said, smiling down at her as he leaned forward, his swollen cock pressing against her virginal snatch as she lay on the bed. "I love you so much, Sarada."
"Oh papa, I love you too! You're the only man I could ever want, and I hope we can love each so much more from now on." She chewed her bottom lip, staring up at her half-naked father, more handsome and charming even at his age than any of the men she knew, the ones she grew up with or even the mysterious and unattainable slightly older boys who all the other girls she knew idolized simply for being a few years older. Now she understood why none of those boys had ever done it for her; even if she never realized, there was only one man she loved, and his name was Sasuke. Her eyes gazed appreciatively down his body, not stopping until she was looking at the amazing cock between her legs, aching as it prodded her entrance.
Sasuke pushed forward slowly, groaning as he pressed very, very gently into his daughter, deflowering her with the utmost of affection and love. He was gentle with her in ways he had never been gentle with a woman before, even the sweetest of virgins. There was nothing but patience in the way he eased forward, watching carefully at the way that Sarada winced and drew in sharp breaths. Many woman had trouble handling the size of his cock, virgin or not, but those women hadn't been ones that he had an innate desire to protect and make happy the way he felt with Sarada. She needed a different handling, and he showed only the gentlest touch and greatest discretion as he pushed into her. "Do you feel okay?" he asked carefully, hands running down her sides gently, fingers caressing every inch of smooth skin he could find as he made sure that he was being as careful and considerate as he could be. Sarada was not someone to be fucked senseless, she was a beautiful bright spot in her life, and she deserved to be treated with as much care as he had in him, and then probably more still.
The pressure was intense. Never had Sarada felt so full as when her father had pushed most of his cock into her. She tried to breathe steadily, but it was shaky, inconsistent as she twisted about, trying to get used to it while very uncertain that she ever would. It was a lot. "You're so big, papa. Mama is a very lucky woman. A-all of your 'friends' are. But, you don't need to go so slow. I want you to..." She whined, head rolling back as her jaw quivered. he was almost all the way inside of her, and she didn't even know how it could all fit. "I want you to love me, papa." Although not the clearest sentence, the way her legs wrapped around his waist were more than enough explanation for Sasuke to understand.
As his daughter tried to pull him in closer, Sasuke understood perfectly what was being asked of her, and he would not disappointed. He nodded, hands squeezing firmly at Sarada's hips as he drew back and then pushed forward, beginning to thrust into his tight, shivering princess. She was so tight, so needy, and although he certainly pulled his punches, he didn't want to hold anything back. He was going to give her whatever she wanted, but he started off slow, working in and out of her sopping wet pussy as he helped loosen her up a little bit, the friction making father and daughter alike gasp and twist happily about on the bed as he worked her over. It was paradise, even if her body was a bit sow on taking it.
Soon though, Sarada's body had gotten used to the girthy invader, her pussy stretched out a bit more, comfortable around her father's mammoth cock, and only pleasure followed. "This feels amazing," she whined, staring up at her father as her hands found her breasts, toying with them steadily. She'd given up on trying to fix her glasses as every attempt to straighten them out didn't last very long until he thrust into her hard enough to shake her body and leave them falling loose again. She had been leaning up a little bit off of the bed, until Sasuke grabbed her stocking-clad legs, unwrapping them from around his waist and holding them out so that he could come in better, fuck her deeper and quicker as a result.
It wasn't his fastest, but it was more than enough for the two of them to moan and writhe in bliss, panting heavily as the foreplay of the blowjob and the fingering caught quickly up with them. It wasn't very long at all before they were losing themselves to the paradise of each others' warmth and affection, heated bodies gasping and twisting as the tight friction did them swiftly in. Sarada held tightly onto her father's shirt as he clung to her hips, suddenly pushing forward. They told each other that they loved them at the same time, voices overlapping messily in their desperation as they came in sync. Sarada's tight pussy clenched down tightly around the cock stretching it out, and Sasuke held nothing back as his pent up load emptied itself right into his daughter's womb, which left him gasping and shivering as he pitched forward, breathing heavily as he stood over Sarada.
"Thank you so much," Sarada purred, biting her lip as her fingers traced down to her stomach, rubbing at the warm feeling she felt where his cum lingered. "It felt so good, papa. Can we go again?"
"Tonight, you're the only woman for me," Sasuke said happily, drawing slowly back. "We can make love for as long as you want, and then once we're done, I promise to cuddle for as long as you want, too. You're sleeping in here tonight." Sarada was so happy to hear those words as she watched her father get onto the bed properly. She scrambled after him as he petted his lap. "One of my favorite positions with your mother is to have her sit on my lap backwards and ride me, because I get to watch her ass bounce. And you have the same amazing butt that she does, so why don't we do that next?"
Sarada nodded happily. "Of course!" She turned around, clumsy and over-enthusiastic as she scrambled to get into position, wanting to make Sasuke as happy as she could through whatever means were at her disposal. Her hand gripped his cock, slightly sticky with her nectar, and brought her now much more ready and durable pussy right against his tip. Looking back over her shoulder, she bit her lip as she sank down, gasping and crying out in delight as she felt her father's cock once more sink into her pussy.
The speed with which Sarada began to move would remain a source of misplaced pride for Sasuke for a long time to come. He watched in amazement as Sarada bounced atop his lap, so wound up that she fucked herself eagerly atop his cock, whining and shivering all the while. She'd picked things up so quickly, and already was bold enough to go for it all, pushing down deep and not showing any signs of worry or agony; she wasn't afraid she would lose it or break, and the moans spilling from her lips were both genuine and utterly free of struggle or exertion. Sarada was having the time of her life atop her father's cock, which was good, because as he leaned back, he felt much the same way from his position.
Not only did he have an exquisitely tight pussy holding tightly onto him and a beautiful girl riding his lap, but he got the treat of seeing Sarada's incredible ass, round and plump and just like her mother's, bounce with each slam down onto his cock. There was so much to savour, so much to take in, and he adored all of it. His hands held onto her waist tightly, although he couldn't help but reach down and squeeze at the jiggling cheeks every now and then for good measure; it was an ass too good to keep his hands off of. Although he didn't slap at it, didn't follow up those slaps with questions about how hungry they were for cock. Didn't do any of the things he would have were she any other women; Sarada remained something special, and even seeing her able to now take his cock did nothing to change how pure and needing the utmost care and attention she was.
Sarada's spine arched back as her hands ran along her body, from her stomach up to her breasts, just wandering and touching herself as she moaned adoringly, "I love how big you feel inside of me. You really are the only man I ever need." Never before had she felt as sure of that fact as now, as she rode atop his cock, frantic atop it as her inexperience proved to not be an obstacle; she was a quick learner, especially when she was so intent on making sure she did exceptionally. Her hard, ragged breaths and moans spilled out harder and faster, her body growing hotter as she rode him as quickly as she could muster. It was a strange sensation, being so concerned about the pleasure of the man beneath her while also trying to feed into her own pleasure. The two goals were hardly mutually exclusive, but the mere fact that she even had to think about another was quite the surprise, a total change from what she was used to.
Leaning up and pressing against Sarada's back, Sasuke surprised her by changing the position once again. "Don't stop moving," he said, letting her grind against him and fuck herself atop him as he pulled her back slowly, scooting up to the headboard. He snuck a hand under her leg, pulling it up as he spread the other one out, guiding her stocking-covered feet to the bed as he then urged her to start rocking up and down upon him, all with steady physical encouragement, never ordering or commanding her. He didn't interrupt the groans or the kisses he peppered her shoulder with; it was all gentle and physical. "You're not going to need anyone else again, Sarada. I promise that if I'm the only man you ever want, you'll have me whenever you want it. Anything for my little princess."
Sarada's toes curled against the bedding as he spoke. His hips were picking up the pace now too, thrusting upward into her as she heaved her whole body up and down, his strong chest against her back, giving her comfort and support. "I love you so much, papa!" she cried, frantic and twisting as he reached under the leg and began to rub circles against her clitoris and her parted, puffy labia. She felt incredible, better than she ever had in her life, and it was all thanks to Sasuke. To his incredible touch and his boundless love. She adored him so much, and this all proof of why that was.
When she came, she came loudly, toes curling so hard they pulled bedding with them as she cried out, head rolling back as she shuddered in delight, twisting happily atop her father's lap. Once more her needy pussy clenched down around the aching shaft pumping in and out of her as she leaned her head back and kissed him frantically, her hand on his head and holding him there as she drew his orgasm from him only seconds later. Another few throbs within her needy hole, another hot spurt of cum filling her up, making her shudder and gasp into his kiss, and she felt like she was in paradise.
"I love you so much, papa," she said again. She'd said it plenty of times, but it never wore out on her lips.
"I love you just as much," he said in return, fingers still slowly rubbing and teasing at her clit as he held onto her firmly. "And you're never going to have to worry about competing with one of 'my girls'. Because you're always going to be important. Just as important as your mother, I promise."
"But what if mama and I both want you at the same time?"
"Then you can share. I'm sure she would be happy to watch her daughter kiss me. And maybe she'd even want to kiss you too. We'll just have to wait and see."
It had become a new ritual for Sarada to always run back home after a mission wrapped up. Even if she hadn't been living on her own very long, she moved quickly back in with her parents, never really offering up much explanation as to why beyond the fact that she didn't feel quite right without them around. Thankfully, nobody found it so strange that they pressed her too much about it, letting the issue slide. Which was good, because telling people that she wanted better, more regular access to her father's cock would not have made for a very good answer.
She hurriedly opened the door. "I hope I'm not late!" she shouted, closing it after her and stopping dead as she looked forward. Bent over the table, a fully naked Himawari was crying out in mad bliss as from behind, Sasuke fucked her like a wild animal, grabbing at her massive, bouncing tits and going all out with her. "Aw, you started without me," she whined, knowing that given the position they were in and the intensity of the way he was fucking her friend, that not only had they started early, they had started quite some time ago. Especially, as she looked closer, and saw some strands of cum over the heaving breasts.
Still, not one to waste time complaining, Sarada bent forward over the table from the other side and began to lick her father's cum right off of Himawari's tits. Better to come in late than not at all.