Lily had been impossible since morning. That little smirk when I told her to pick her shit up. The way she muttered “whatever” under her breath and walked away in those tiny shorts. Angela caught my eye across the kitchen and didn’t say a word. She just watched me watch our daughter.  
By evening I was done being patient.

I found Lily on the couch scrolling her phone like she owned the place. I took it out of her hand. She rolled her eyes and started with that mouth.

“What, you’re actually going to parent now?”

I pulled her up by the arm, sat on the ottoman, and put her over my lap. Not a quick spank. I took my time. Palm on the back of her thighs first, then higher, then under the edge of those shorts until she was squirming and trying to act like it didn’t get to her. Angela stood in the doorway and watched. I pulled Lily’s shorts and panties down just enough. Warmed her ass until it was red. Slipped two fingers between her legs and found her already wet.

“Still talking, Lily?”

She wasn’t.  
I stood her up, turned her around, and made her look at her mother while I slid my hand into her shirt and played with her tits. Slow. Pinching. Rolling her nipples until her breathing changed. Angela came closer. I told Lily to open her mouth. Angela put two fingers on her tongue and held her jaw while I kept touching her. I kissed Lily’s neck. Bit it. Reached down and rubbed her clit in lazy circles until her knees started to give.

“On the sofa. Hands and knees. Spread that ass for daddy, you filthy slut”

Lily hesitated. I put a hand on the back of her neck and guided her down. Angela sat in front of her in that corset and fishnets and held her face so she couldn’t hide. I pulled the rest of Lily’s clothes out of the way. Kissed down her spine. Spread her. Licked her from clit to ass while she made those small, angry little sounds that weren’t angry anymore. I spit on her hole. Worked one finger in. Then two. Stretched her while I stroked myself against her thigh. Told her she was going to take it. Told her she’d been asking for it all day.

Angela leaned in and asked her if she was ready. If she was supposed to come. Lily tried to answer and I pushed the head of my cock against her ass instead.

I didn’t slam in at first. I fed it to her. Inch by inch, hand on her hip, other hand in her hair, until she was full and shaking. Then I started moving. Deeper. Harder. The kind of pace that turns a brat into a dripping, gasping mess.

Lily tried to talk. I grabbed her throat and her hair at the same time and used her. Wet slaps. Her hole gripping me every time I bottomed out. Angela held her chin up so she had to look at her mother while her father fucked her ass.

“Did I tell you to come?”

I felt Lily start to clench and I didn’t let her finish. I kept her on my cock and made her take it. Angela pulled her face down between her thighs after that and made her eat while I stayed buried in her, one hand on the back of Lily’s neck so she couldn’t pull off either of us.

I used her until her ass stayed open when I pulled back. Until she was drooling on Angela’s pussy with my cock still stretching her. Until that bratty attitude was just broken little noises and the sound of me fucking our daughter in front of my wife.

Lily’s still my girl. She’s just the one I warm up, stretch, and ruin now while Angela makes her eat her pussy and makes sure she doesn’t look away.

\*\*Kinks:\*\* incest, daddy/daughter, brat taming, spanking, teasing, nipple play, fingering, ass worship, spit, anal play, rough anal, hair pulling, choking, face fucking, orgasm control, forced eye contact, sloppy oral, humiliation, freeuse, breeding, aftercare, dirty talk, name calling, body writing

\*\*Limits:\*\* underage, scat, gore, permanent harm, non-con outside the scene framing, furry, blood, feet

\*\*Looking for\*\* detailed replies, dirty talk, or maybe you jumping in as Angela, not Lily

[MF4F] I spent all evening breaking in my bratty daughter Lily before I fucked her in the ass while my wife Angela watched