“Harder, Daddy, harder. I want you to fuck your baby girl harder!”
I couldn’t control myself now. I was shaking wildly, my knees knocking. together from pleasure. Sensations I had never known were flooding me. The idea of my own father fucking me was the greatest, the hottest, the dirtiest feeling I had ever known.
I reached a hand behind my head and tangled my fingers in my father’s hair, arching my back and tilting my hips so that he could drive his cock. in deeper. He was thrusting more forcefully, each stroke more powerful, sending shockwave after shockwave through my young, inexperienced
body.
“Harder, harder,” I begged.
My father pounded his cock into my tight pussy. His slippery shaft felt incredible against my engorged lips, my juices wetting my thighs, each thrust creating a loud slurping sound as my cunt sucked at his cock. I could feel a second orgasm welling up within me. All I could think of was coming together with my father. As the first waves of my second, more
intense
orgasm gripped my body and my pussy tightened around his thick cock, I screamed out to the ceiling, possessed by pleasure:
“Oh, Daddy! Come in me, come in me! Fill me with your come, Daddy! I want to feel your come deep inside of me!”
My father’s body tensed against mine, though his hips did not slow. As my labia slurped at his shaft, I felt his cock quiver and he growled and gave a particularly powerful thrust and then a hot spurt of semen shot into The feeling of his warm come exploding deep into my womb, the
- me.
feeling of my father coming inside of me while I came on him,
immediately redoubled my pleasure. It felt so good I thought I was going to pass out.
“Oh, yes, Daddy!” I screamed. “I’m coming for you. I’m coming for you.”
My father thrusted again and again, with each stroke another spurt of semen shooting into me. Hot rope after hot rope filled me, juice trickling from between my labia and running down the back of my thigh onto the bed. My father held me tight against him as he thrusted, pressing hard to keep his cock inside of me as I contracted tight around it..
“Baby…” he moaned. “Oh, my darling Leah…”
His orgasm lasted for almost thirty seconds. I didn’t think he would ever stop coming, nor did I want him to. I loved this feeling of father and daughter coming together, of our bodies joined together as the most powerful sensation I had ever known ripped through me. Finally, my father gave a final thrust, his hips grinding to a halt.
Aside from the storm raging outside, the only sound that could be heard. as we lay still in the dark apartment was our heavy breathing. I smiled, jerking every now and then as the last of my orgasm coursed through me.
My father’s body relaxed against mine, his hand cupping my breast but no longer massaging it. I wiggled my hips and we both gave a jerk and I giggled
“Daddy, that was amazing.”
My father raised his head and kissed my cheek. I turned my head back until my lips met his and our tongues swirled together. I kept my ass flush against his pelvis, wanting to keep him inside of me forever.
“Are you sure you have to leave tomorrow?” I asked, breaking away from our kiss and nuzzling his check. I wriggled my body against his, reaching a hand down between my legs to stroke his tight ball sac and feel where
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his cock disappeared between my tender lips. My father laughed quietly.
“I think I can stay another night, darling.”
“I never want you to leave. I want to spend every night just like this. Oh, I
love how you feel inside of me.”
I stroked his testicles again, pleased with the way he groaned as I did. “I never want to leave either, sweetheart.”
“You’re my dream, Daddy.”
“You’re my dream too, darling. I love you. Thank you for giving me your first.”
“I wouldn’t have it any other way, Daddy. I want you to be every other time too.”
I relaxed my body against his and closed my eyes, yawning as I did so. My father’s arms tightened around me and I felt his head fall against my pillow. As the rain pounded on the roof and lightning flashed through the room, we began to drift off to sleep, our bodies fitted perfectly together. I smiled to myself and snuggled into him, happy and content. Tomorrow, I knew. I would make love to my father again.
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Pleasuring My Ex’s Daddy Chapter 1
The blaring music throughout the building along with the chatter of strangers aren’t enough to drown out the pounding of heartbeat between my ears. I try to blink away the tears welling in my eyes as I’m frozen in my place near the bar.
Across the room in a dimly lit corner is my boyfriend, Jason. And the curvy blonde locking lips with him makes it apparent why he couldn’t come out and celebrate my twenty–first birthday with me tonight.
Though, of course, he blamed it on having to work late yet again.
My heart sinks to the pit of my stomach while I watch their hands. roaming all over each other’s bodies. I feel like such a fool, stuck in place. and unable to turn away similar to a deer caught in approaching headlights.
I can barely muster the strength to blink away the sight of them. I feel like I’m suspended in time, being forced to watch the two of them for what seems like an eternity while warm tears begin to streak down my cheeks.
I sense the gentle touch of someone’s hand on my shoulder. It takes me a moment to realize that it’s my best friend, Amy.
I spin around to meet a concerned expression washing over her face. “Are you alright?” she asks me as her eyes dart in the direction of Jason and his new piece of ass.
Or maybe she isn’t so new. What if he’s been seeing her the whole six months we’ve been together?
I take a shuddering breath as I realize what a fool I’ve been. I’m twenty- one years old and a virgin. Although Jason reassured me that he was fine
with waiting until I was ready, obviously a young, arrogant man like him. didn’t truly want to wait.
Still, a part of me wanted to believe that he actually cared about me.
I look at Amy and shrug my shoulders, not knowing what else to do or
say
“Forget about him.” Amy says with a sympathetic smile. Our other friend, Claire, moves next to her, gasping when her eyes land on Jason across the
room.
“What an asshole!” Claire says loudly with venom in her voice. Her eyes grow wider, and she lets out another gasp. “Are they leaving together?”
I glance over my shoulder and notice Jason heading toward the exit, hist hand tightly gripping the blonde’s hand. They’re both smiling and laughing as they’re leaving the nightclub. Not a care in the world about anyone else.
My heart sinks even further and it takes all my strength to not allow the tears to keep coming.
But the truth is, I’m not even heartbroken over Jason. I knew deep down. that he wasn’t going to end up being the love of my life or anything too serious. It’s been evident for a few months that he wasn’t the type to fully settle down.
I think I’m just saddened by the fact that he could betray me on my birthday of all days. It hurts to know just how little I meant to him.
Not to mention, I was already feeling pretty low after having a terrible shift at the coffee shop where I work. And getting yelled at by my boss. If I didn’t need the money to cover my rent and nursing courses, I swear I would’ve quit weeks ago.
So, seeing Jason is just the cherry on top of an already shitty day.
“Come on, you need a drink.” Amy tells me while turning toward the bar. “Then we’ll go out to the dance floor, find a few hot guys, and you’ll forget all about that prick.”
I stay frozen in place, shaking my head. “No, you two go ahead. I think I need some air.” The only thing on my mind right now is getting as far as possible from this place. But I don’t want to spoil my two best friends”
fun.
“Are you sure?” Claire questions me, placing her hand on my shoulder.
I nod my head, appreciating her concern. “Yeah, I just need
some time to clear my head. I’ll be fine, you two have fun.”
Amy hugs me and they both hesitate for a moment before finally agreeing and heading off to the bar. My legs are trembling as I make my way to the exit. pushing past the crowds of people.
The cool night air hits my face when I step outside, and I take a deep breath, trying to calm my racing thoughts. My mind is swirling with endless images of the two of them together; naked and writhing without a care in the world for the devastation they’re causing me.
