Anon x Hope (satyr): Father-Daughter bonding

--- Prologue ---

You are Anon. After a freak accident stranded you in Equestria, you met a friendly mint mare who seemed to take an unusual interest in your unusual interest in your "exotic" human body.

Her name was Lyra, and it didn't take before the two of you fell in love. Some time later, you discovered to your surprise that despite your mismatching species, Lyra was pregnant with your child.

She eventually gave birth to your daughter, Hope, whose body is half human (top), half horse (bottom) - or for lack of a better term, a satyr.

That was 15 years ago. She has since grown into a beautiful young girl - or mare - or whatever you call a female satyr of 14 years.

 

--- Hope ---

Her equine lower body is covered in mint-colored fur reminiscent of her mother's, and her striped mint hair is tied up in cute pigtails.

 

--- Father-Daughter Bonding ---

"Pheeew!" Hope exclaims, a weary expression on her face as she wipes the sweat off her forehead.

The two of you have just finished a meal, and are sitting on opposite sides of a small cozy campfire in the forest.

After a while, she grabs the hem of her dirty white shirt and pulls it over her head, baring her upper body in all its glory, her supple breasts glistening with sweat in the firelight.

You open your mouth to speak, but she beats you to it.

"Oh, come on dad! It's not fair that you get to go around shirtless all the time, while I'm stewing in my own sweat! And there's noone but us here anyway."

You let out a deep sigh. She is friendly, but a bit tomboyish and sometimes stubborn - not unlike her mother - and much to your frustration, has taken a dislike to wearing clothes, preferring to go naked like her pony friends.

The ponies don't seem to be bothered by it, seeing as they are normally naked, but as she grew into a young woman, seeing her strut around topless started giving you thoughts that were inappropriate for a father to have about his daughter.

 

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The day is nearing its end, and it is almost dark outside.

You decide it's time to call it a night and retire to your tent, and Hope nods in agreement, yawning loudly.

Tired from having spend most of the day hiking in the forest, you fall asleep quickly.

 

Suddenly you are awakened by a hand on your shoulder, and turn around to see Hope, an expression of discomfort on her face.

"What's wrong?" you ask her.

She hesitates for a bit, before mumbling a reply. "I have to pee."

"Just go outside behind the bushes or something." you say, and turn around to go back to sleep.

She pulls at your shoulder again, and you turn around. "What is it?" you ask again.

She looks at you with big pleading eyes, blushing slightly. "I don't want to go outside in the darkness alone..." she mutters after a while, visibly embarrassed.

You sigh and chuckle a bit. "Aren't you a bit old to be afraid of the dark?"

"I'm not afraid!" she bursts out, pouting angrily at you. "I'm just..." she trails off, trying to think of an excuse and seemingly failing.

You chuckle again. "I'll come with you. Now that I think about it, I think I have to pee as well." you say.

Her frown turns into a weak smile.

 

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Hope clings to you closely as you leave the tent.

Deciding that going into the pitch black forest is a bad idea, you take her a bit off to the side of the campsite where the area is still dimly lit by the glowing embers of the campfire.

You unzip your pants and are just about to start pissing when Hope tugs at your shirt again.

"It's cold. I can't go when I'm cold..." she mutters. "Can you hold me?"

She is shivering visibly. No wonder, really, going out into the cold night air bare chested.

"Okay, sweetheart. We'll pee together." you say, smiling at her. She smiles back.

Putting one leg under her haunches and the other around her waist, you lift her up, resting against your chest with herlegs slightly spread.

You relax your bladder and start pissing.

Soon, she lets out a sigh of relief as a warm golden jet of urine erupts forcefully from her marehood, spraying messily down your crotch and trickling down your legs.

She's too carried away with euphoric relief to notice, and just keeps going.

The sensation of her warm piss spraying your cock as you pee feels amazing, and although you feel a bit guilty, you can't help finding it greatly arousing.

The sweet musky scent of her body, the pleasant warmth of her back pressing against your chest does nothing to help the fact that you are starting to develop a massive hard-on.

 

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After going strong for a while, her stream slows to a trickle, and then to a drip.

She wiggles her rump back and forth a few times to shake loose the last few drops.

"You can put me down now." she says, snapping you out of your inappropriate thoughts.

You do as she says.

 

Just as you are about to try to shove your python back in your pants, Hope lets out a gasp of surprise as she sees it.

"Wooow..." she whispers, apparently in awe. "Now I'm starting to see what mom saw in you."

"What's that supposed to mean?" you ask, mildly hurt at her remark.

 

"Oh, don't take it that way! You're my dad, and I'll always love ya! I just mean you're considered a bit weird around here, not being a pony and all." she says, giggling.

"Then again, so am I..." she adds, thoughtfully.

 

"Can I... Can I touch it?" she asks after a short pause, blushing a bit.

"That would hardly be appropriate. You're my daughter, and you're too young to be thinking about such things." you say, trying to keep a straight face while suppressing your inappropriate thoughts.

"Oh, come on! I'm not a kid anymore!" she says, rolling her eyes.

 

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You sigh. You're probably gonna regret this later.

"Okay, but only touching." you give in.

 

She wastes no time in putting her hand on it, dragging her fingers across its urine-soaked skin.

"I guess I sprayed you abit, huh?" she says. You nod.

After examining it for a while, she puts her hand around it and squeezes it lightly.

You groan from the pleasure of her soft fingers feeling their way around your foreskin, and immediately feel a bit guilty about enjoying your own daughter touching you in such a way.

She is now pulling back the foreskin and dragging a finger across the smooth sensitive tip of your penis.

If you weren't rock hard before, you certainly are now.

Suddenly, you feel something wet against your tip, and look down to see her licking it.

"Hey, I said you could touch it, not lic- uuh!" you cut off as her tongue slides across your tip, sending a jolt of pleasure through your body.

"I AM touching it. With my tongue." she responds, a wry smile spreading across her face.

 

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You can tell from muffled moans escaping her that she's started playing with herself while "touching" you with her tongue.

After a while she stops and speaks up again. "I want you inside me, dad. Please take me." she says, putting on her most pleading expression.

Your mind is torn - one part of you wants to just pick her up and gently ravage her sweet little satyr pussy, while another tells you it's wrong to feel that way about your daughter.

"We shouldn't do this, sweetheart." you say. "It's not right for a father and daughter to-"

 

She interrupts you before you can finish your sentence. "Why not!? I'm a mare too, dad! All the other colts and fillies in school are doing it, but none of them are ever interested in a weirdo like me!"

Her eyes are beginning to tear up. You embrace her in a tight hug.

"I'm sure that's not true. Your mother was interested in me. I'm sure you'll find a colt who will love you for who you are one day." you try to reassure her, feeling bad for her.

You weren't exactly the most popular kid in school back on earth either.

 

"But dad..." she whispers into your ear. "I want YOU."

 

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At that your mind is made up. "Allright, sweetheart. If you're really sure you want it."

"I'm sure!" she says instantly.

 

Sticking your arm down between her furry thighs, you part her lips with your fingers and start rubbing it, eliciting a moan of pleasure from her.

"Yes, dad! That feels so good!"

 

She's already dripping wet with a mixture of urine and natural lubricant from playing with herself before.

Placing an arm around her waist, you lift her up once again, this time facing you. She places her arms around your neck and her hooves around your butt, holding on tightly as you position your rigid member at her opening.

She lets out a low gasp of pleasure as the tip of your cock slides into her opening, and starts lowering herself down onto it, her moist furry crotch grinding against yours, and her soft breasts brushing against your bare chest.

You can feel her inner walls clenching you, and her clitoris winking excitedly against your cock as she rides you.

 

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Her breathing quickens and her moans intensify as you grab hold of her equine tail flicking back and forth behind her back and tug it lightly.

Lyra always loves it when you do that, and judging by her reaction, so does Hope.

"Yes daddy! Play with my tail!" she manages to mumble into your ear between moans. The sound of her voice sends a shock wave of arousal through your body.

You softly stroke her tail, gently rubbing its base and pulling at it.

Your can feel your body almost shaking with pure arousal, and you know you won't be able to last much longer.

Intent on getting her off before you, you move your arm down a bit, firmly gripping her soft furry butt and gently teasing her butthole with one finger while continuing to tug a her tail with your other hand.

Tightening your grip on her, you begin to thrust harder against her, causing her to gasp with pleasure with every thrust.

"D-dad! I think I'm gonna-" she suddenly bursts out, just as you feel a blast of fluids spraying your crotch and her insides clenching down on your cock.

The warmth of her fluids gushing out around you and the euphoric look on her face as she climaxes sets you off almost instantly, and you begin to shoot load after load deep within her gushing cunt.

"Yes! Daddy! Fill me up!" she screams, her voice cracking up.

The power of your orgasm almost causes you to fall to your knees, but you barely manage to hold yourself together as you unload inside your daughter's tight pussy.

 

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As she comes down from her orgasm, and the flow of what your presume is a mixture of marecum and urine slows to a trickle, she stops moving, resting her head on your shoulder, her arms around your neck.

You can hear her breath in your ear and feel her chest heaving against your body.

Without saying anything, you head for the tent, your legs still drenched in a mixture of her piss and cum.

It would no doubt make a mess in your sleeping bag, but right now you don't care.

Carrying Hope inside, you crawl into your sleeping bag with her on top, your cock still inside her.

"How was it?" you ask her, gently brushing her hair.

"It was... better than I had imagined in my wildest dreams..." she replies, smiling exhaustedly up at you.

As the two of you lie there, you realize that your feelings for Hope have changed. You still love her like a daughter, of course, but there is also a new feeling that haven't felt for her before.

You remember when you last felt that way. It was when you first met Lyra. It was the feeling of being in love.

 

You feel yourself starting to drift off to sleep, happier than you've been in a very long time.

[?]And then a loud snore erupted from the body resting on top of you, startling you wide awake. It was going to be a long night.[/?]

 

THE END