1. Earning her tuition


    Date: 11/14/2016, Categories: Fantasy, Anal, Erotica, Incest, Reluctance, Young, Author: Unknow user, Rating: 93.9, Source: sexstories.com

    otherwise. So far does that sound like something you can do?” So far it didn’t sound too bad, but he hadn’t told me how I was supposed to act. “And what is this part Professor Connors?” “You will be my daughter Miss Lehman. But please do not think I want you walking around here in baby doll dresses or a school girl’s outfit. I want you in your normal clothes; I am not into having you play a little girl. I want my daughter fully aware of her body and what it does to men.” Of all the things that he could have asked me to do, this is one of the things that I liked doing. I have slept with older men before and I enjoyed calling them daddy. Only they had made me wear little girl’s clothing and I had found that a little odd, so his request was something I could most definitely do. I felt myself grow moist thinking about it. “Have I shocked you Miss Lehman?” He asked as he sat back in his chair. “No sir, you haven’t shocked me. I was thinking about how much fun it sounds. Do you have a scenario or do you just want to spank me and have me call you daddy?” I blushed at my question, and how breathy my voice sounded even to my own ears. Oh yeah, this was something I could do. He walked around the table, sat in the chair beside me, and turned it so we were facing each other. Our knees were touching and he took my hands. “I want you to be my daughter, the temptation that I’m trying to resist. Your mother left us, we are both grieving that loss, we both know it’s wrong, but we can’t help ...
    it. I will not touch you inappropriately, until you finally break me. Do you understand Miss Lehman? Your job is to be my destroyer. You will make me want you without being obvious. You will be the destruction of all of my morals. I will need you to be bratty at times, lash out at me so I can yell, and punish you. I in turn will be your daddy in every possible meaning. I will provide for you, feed you, clothe you, listen to your problems with school, and of course comfort you at the loss of your mother.” He rubbed his hands up and down my thighs. He was so close to my face, a few more inches and I could have kissed him. His hands slid up my hips, and pulled me closer to him. He rubbed his face along the side of my face, and with the slightest brush of his lips he whispered in my ear, “Can you do it, can you make daddy fuck you?” I moaned and leaned into him. I was so hot and wet for this man, I would have done just about anything to get him in my pants. “Yes.” I breathed. With that he pulled back and walked around the table. “Good. Now I will go make dinner. Read this and sign it if it sounds good to you.” And just like he does in the classroom he dismissed me. I was left crossing my legs and needing to touch myself. The contract was pretty self-explanatory; he really wasn’t going to touch me until I broke him down. Upon signing this I was required to move all of my stuff into the provided bedroom. What wouldn’t fit he would provide a storage shed for. Once we left the house ...
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