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Daughters	By : GhostHelwig Category: +1 through F > Ed, Edd, and Eddy Views: 5664 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Disclaimer – I do not own or profit from Ed, Edd N Eddy or “Hey Mister”. The Eds belong to the Cartoon Network and the song belongs to Custom. Rated NC-17 for obvious reasons. Reposted because it disappeared the last time this site had problems.
Author’s Notes - Dedicated to darthelwig, cuz she came up with the perfect pairing for this song. Read her smut. “Something Wicked This Way Cums” is the HP story that most inspired what I wrote in this story.
I don’t usually write like this, so to any of my usual readers, I apologize. ^_^
Anyway, enjoy. Peace, all.

Daughters
by Ghost Helwig

“Hey Mister...”
Kevin’s hand was wrapped around his dick, pulling and pumping. His eyes were tightly closed, for behind them memories of the night before were playing...
“I really like your daughter.”
His lips were buried between Nazz’s thighs, licking and sucking at her, her legs clenching around him. He nipped her, gently, and she vibrated around him as her orgasm overcame her. He sighed contentedly and began cleaning her with his tongue...
    “I'd like to eat her like ice cream...”
His fingers moved of their own accord, slipping into her hot ass. She jerked up, crying out in pleasure. He smiled and continued licking her cunt.
   “Maybe dip her in chocolate.”
Kevin nearly hadn’t heard the pounding steps coming down the hall towards them. Just in time he left off his ministrations, hurriedly dressed, and slipped under the bed, leaving Nazz to straighten her clothes and come up with a way to explain her flushed face to her father when he came in. “Hey Mister, on your way to work...”
Nazz simpered and smiled, using all her considerable charms to woo her father into ignoring the obvious. Under the bed, Kevin realized that with the way she purred and sucked up to him, it was almost like she was coming on to her own father.
The thought made his dick throb with need.
“...in your Volvo, suit, and tie...”
He left, and when they heard the car pull out of the driveway Kevin crawled out from under the bed. Nazz was watching him, hair ruffled, lips red and puffed up from his earlier kisses. She looked like pure sex. Kevin nearly growled.
She smiled a little, a tiny, teasing grin, and then with one brain they were racing into her father’s room. They fell onto the bed, pulling at the clothes Kevin had just put back on. Nazz was already naked – she never bothered dressing when her father came into the room, and Kevin never dared wonder why.
    “We'll be crawling in your bed soon...”
Nazz sank down his chest, leaving hot little kisses and tiny sweet bites along his skin. He moaned when her hot mouth engulfed him, dragging him down, into her. As long as he’d known her she’d known exactly how to do this, how to deep throat him without gagging, how to swallow his dick like a pro. He loved every hot second she sucked him off, and he knew she did, too.
“...messing around, maybe getting high.”
He wished he had a joint to smoke while she sucked him – that always added to the illicit, decadent feeling of doing her on her daddy’s bed. class=GramE>But Nazz was ‘smoking’ him, and that was enough... for now.   “It's not what ya did...”
He came inside her waiting mouth, and she moved just in time for some of his hot, sticky seed to splatter her face. She smiled at him from beneath the drops of creamy white, making a show of swallowing, of taking pleasure in his pleasure.
    “It's not what ya didn't...”
She started touching him again, sucking him gently, until he was hard as a rock once more. She was beautiful, sleek as a cat, golden as a goddess, but as depraved as the easiest slut...
    “God gave her a perfect body...”
He pulled her down onto him, and she slid onto his dick with a sigh. He took a moment to orient himself, then pushed even deeper into the hot-wet cavern inside her, groaning. She arched her back, and he reached up to grab her breasts, caressing the firm pink nipples between his fingers. She moaned and impaled herself even further, surrounding him with her tightness.
    “...and now I'm all up in it.”
He pumped his hips upwards, his cock stretching her divinely. She cried out and arched even more, her small, pert breasts filling his hands perfectly. He pumped a little harder, wanting more. “It's not she's a tramp...”
He could feel the walls of her pussy clenching around him, and he nearly lost it. His control was stretched even further when she started to talk dirty to him, using the simple words he liked the best from her sweet voice.
   “It's not she's not pure...”
“Fuck me, Kev,” she cried. “Harder! I want to feel it! Fuck me!”
   “She just likes getting her fuck on...”
He obliged, plowing into her pussy as hard as he could, lifting her off the bed. She groaned and came, spasming around him in short, staccato bursts.
Without warning, she lifted herself off him and turned around, so that he had a perfect view of her ass as she impaled it on his still throbbing cock.
    “...and its good one of that I’m sure.”
He jerked into her ass, using one hand to steady her hips and the other to manipulate her pussy. He rammed his fingers and his cock into her simultaneously, unsurprised when she came again, groaning loudly. He rammed himself as hard and deep as he could into her ass, cumming with a moan that shook the bed. “Hey Mister, I really like your daughter.”
Kevin came all over his hand, crying out and jerking his hips into the air.
   “When I'm horny like thirsty...”
Later that day he cornered her alone in her last class, and lifted her skirt. He spread her docile form over the teacher’s desk and buried his face in the juncture of her thighs. He loved going down on her, sucking up her hot, musky juices. She moaned, lay back, and let him.
    “She's a bottle of water.”
She came quickly, and he rammed his cock deep inside her still convulsing pussy. He rode her hard, fast, thrusting out in a violent rhythm that shoved her a little higher on the desk every time he thrust forward. He came just as hard, feeling her orgasm hit her a split second later. “Hey Mister, how'd it get so bad?”
He took her out of the cul-de-sac that night, parking on a low rise that overlooked their quiet neighborhood. In moments like that, with her sitting quietly beside him, he could almost forget the way she rode him like an animal, the time she jerked him off under his desk during study hall, the time she buried her face between an older girl’s thighs simply because he’d mentioned a desire to see her pleasuring a woman...
   “You raised her so well...”
She pulled off her shirt and crawled into the backseat. Kevin could do nothing but strip off his shirt and follow her.
   “Now she's calling me ‘dad’...”
He was buried to the hilt inside her when he heard her call out a name that wasn’t his. That didn’t bother him – he’d called her many things over the years, and it hadn’t bothered her, either. She’d even dressed up for him on his last birthday, wearing those purple shorts and ‘accidentally’ showing him her hot ass...
That it was her father’s name she moaned didn’t bother him, either. He had some fucked up fantasies himself...
As long as she kept letting him fuck her, what did he care?
   “...in the back seat naked of a new Volkswagen...”
He grabbed her slim hips, using her hipbones as handles as he drove his cock into her wet hole. She wrapped her legs around him and pulled him deeper, pulled him down for a hot, surprisingly sweet kiss.
“...the perfect little gift for high school graduation.”
He pulled his lips away to cry out as he came, and even when he reached down to finger her to orgasm they didn’t return to hers. “It's not what ya did...”
He returned her to her house, watching the envious stares he got from the dorks as he drove up in his Volkswagen with Nazz in the seat beside him. He grinned smugly at the short dork as he deliberately brushed Nazz’s breast with his hand while opening her door for her and helping her out of the car. class=SpellE>Dorky’s cheeks grew pink, and Double Dork went to comfort him after he stalked off in a huff. Only the big dork was left staring at them, his eyes focused for once. Unnerved, Kevin ignored him.
   “It's not what ya didn't...”
He gave Nazz what looked like a chaste kiss, discretely filling her mouth with his tongue. She moaned and pressed herself into him, and he pulled roughly away.
   “God gave her a perfect body...”
He lay in bed that night, remembering her heat, her moans, her tight pussy wrapped around him. He took his thick cock in his hand and started to stroke.
    “Now I'm all up in it.”
The next night she snuck over to his house. He and Rolf were waiting for her. When she got to the bedroom, Kevin pulled her inside and closed the door. “It's not she's a tramp...”
Kevin sat in a chair beside his bed, watching a fairly uninterested Rolf lay on the bed with Nazz between his legs, sucking him off. She focused completely on her goal, ass in the air, and Kevin unzipped his jeans, touching himself.
    “It's not she's not pure...”
Only now did Rolf seem to perk up a little, moaning and thrusting his dick up into her mouth. With a more willing participant Nazz, too, perked up, speeding up, her head bobbing rapidly. Kevin couldn’t take it anymore, and walked up behind her.
   “She just likes getting her fuck on...”
He slid into her ass with no warning, and she jerked forward, inadvertently swallowing even more of Rolf down her throat. He cried out and started rolling his hips upwards, fucking her mouth, his eyes on Kevin’s body moving in and out of hers. Soon he and Kevin were in rhythm, rocking her hard between them.
   “...and its good one of that I’m sure.”
Kevin rammed his fingers into Nazz’s snatch, working her roughly. She groaned, and Rolf shoved himself even further in. She was fully impaled, being fucked on each side. Kevin yelled and shot his load deep inside her, Rolf following suit a mere second later. “I eat all the food in your fridge...”
Rolf knelt between Nazz’s legs, ass in the air, making her cum repeatedly with the flicks and swirls of his tongue inside her dripping cunt.
   “Call my friends around the world...”
The day after that found him with Nazz at her house, with her father at work and her mother home but cooking in the kitchen. They sat in her parent’s bedroom, and he was idly stroking between her legs with the handle of a hairbrush he’d taken from her mother’s nightstand.
   “Rack up your long distance too...”
When Nazz made to get up he pushed her back onto the mattress, reached back between her legs, and began wriggling her panties down.
“Breakstands, neutral drops, wreck all your cars...”
He went downstairs to steal a bottle of rum from her parent’s liquor cabinet, and started swigging from it as he walked back upstairs. Once back with Nazz, he poured a little rum down her waiting, willing throat, licking any stray drops off her peach-flavored skin.
   “Drink all the booze in your cheesy ass wet bar...”
From underneath the bed he pulled out the secret stash of sex toys he’d found there months ago, and pulled out a large dildo. She watched with big blue eyes as he held it out to her. Obediently she took it, lubing it with her mouth, her tongue.
   “Order stuff on your credit cards...”
He coaxed her into lying back, and at his urging she spread her legs and slid the dildo into her waiting pussy.
    “Leave boogers in the Skippy jar...”
He smiled, watching her work herself with the toy. God, this girl was hot.
    “Smoke your cigars...”
Her face was getting more and more flushed. He reached out to wipe a drop of sweat from her cheek, bringing it to his lips. He sucked her sweat off his finger, and her blue eyes opened, looked at him.
   “Answer the phone...”
She bucked her hips upwards, taking as much of the dildo inside her as she could. Kevin nearly came in his pants.
He pulled the dildo out of her and brought it to her lips. As she sucked, getting her own juices in her mouth, he quickly undid his jeans.
  “...tell your boss you moved to Mars...”
The phone rang. Without missing a beat Kevin answered, greeting her dad with cordial aplomb as he watched her continue to suck the dildo.
When asked where Nazz was, Kevin felt the lie slide easily off his tongue, as it had many times before.
“She’s showering, sir. I’ll tell her you called.”
   “When you call in late from work, tell your wife...”
He would conveniently ‘forget’ to mention this call to Nazz’s mother. He always did.
“You're at the titty bars.”
He hung up, and got on the bed. With barely more than a few warning strokes on her breast he entered her, moaning at her exquisite tightness, at the heat of her. “It's not what ya did...”
He started working the dildo in her mouth as her fingers slid into under waist band of his jeans. She pressed her fingers against his hole, circling gently, while he rammed her hard.
   “It's not what ya didn't...”
One finger slid inside him. He swallowed a scream and thrust deep, causing her to bite down on the dildo to withhold a scream of her own. Sweat dripped off them both, and Kevin grinned down at her.
    “God gave her a perfect body...”
He fucked her hard and swift, and when he felt the convulsions begin around his pushing cock he really let go. Her fingers continued to work him as he thrust harder and harder, knowing he must be hurting her a little-
And that thought made him shoot his hot cum deep inside her.
“Now I'm all up in it.”     He had her lick him clean, class=GramE>then sent her into the bathroom to clean up. When she found him again, he was downstairs, flirting with her mother.
“It's not she's a tramp...”
Her parents were gone for the weekend, and Kevin was in the mood for some serious kink. Nazz’s parents thought her a perfect angel and him a true gentleman, so no real care was taken. Kevin and Nazz were implicitly trusted-
Which Kevin knew just how to class=GramE>exploit.
“It's not she's not pure.”
Only he wanted something new, something different, something he would actually remember after he moved on to college and other, prettier, sluttier girls.
He saw two of the dorks filing dejectedly out of the big dork’s house – probably they’d been kicked out by the big dork’s bitch of a sister.
Perfect.
   “She just likes getting her fuck on...”
He called the dorks over, knowing they’d be too scared to disobey. They were. He bade them wait in Nazz’s living room, looking around them like the stunned dorks they were. Only Double Drip looked suspicious, but then, he was the only one of the dorks who had more than one brain cell he could rub together.
   “...and its good one of that I'm sure.”
He told Nazz to strip and wait in her bedroom. She did. He went back downstairs, and basically had to drag the two dorks upstairs with him. He couldn’t wait to see their faces when they realized he was about to do the nicest thing any of them had ever had done for them.
He was going to give them their dream girl. “I can't lie; I have to tell the truth...”
The dorks stood inside the doorway in stunned silence, neither moving. Kevin wasn’t sure either of the two dumb dorks was even remembering to breathe.
Not that he couldn’t understand their reaction. Nazz looked so sexy, spread out and just waiting, waiting for someone to mount her.
   “Man to man, mister, it's all a total spoof...”
He could see a muscle working in Double Dork’s cheek, but Dorky still wasn’t moving at all. Kevin gestured, and Nazz rose gracefully to her knees, making both dorks take a nervous step backwards. She stepped off the bed, and reached towards Double Drip’s hand-
He recoiled.
“Your daughter's a freak...”
Kevin did not understand. Couldn’t the dorks see what he was offering them? He let loose with a few choice swear words, but for the first time ever, his bad temper went ignored.
   “Your daughter's a pro...”
He watched Double Dork’s eyes meet class=SpellE>Dorky’s in a silent communion he couldn’t hope to comprehend.
   “When I'm done with her...”
“Fuck her,” Kevin finally growled. “This is your last chance.”
“She'll do one of your bros.”
Double Dork met his gaze squarely, and over his shoulder he could see Dorky looking at him, too. In unison, they shook their heads. “I hope I never have a daughter...”
Kevin didn’t bother watching them go. As soon as they were heading out the door he was on Nazz, his anger driving him to take her, and take her hard.
   “I hope I never have a daughter...”
He rammed her down into the mattress, her rapid, almost pained breathing the perfect soundtrack for his anger. Fucking dorks thought they were better than him, he could read it in their eyes. They thought he was doing something wrong. Stupid fucking dorks.
   “I hope I never have a daughter...”
He slammed into her, reaching between them to deliberately manipulate her pussy, forcing her to come as he spilled his seed into her.
   “I hope I never have a daughter.”
Stupid dorks.
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