1. Earning her tuition


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

    little surprise. I wasn’t wearing any panties under my shorts, and he had a straight shot view to my cunny. In my most innocent voice I said, “Yes daddy?” I rubbed my foot up his length while he was focused on my now glistening pussy lips. The hand on my thigh was slowly moving up, so I lifted my hips to give him easier access. He didn’t speak and his breathing was heavier. I added more pressure to his cock, and he bucked his hips into my foot. “Amy,” I heard him whisper. I raised my hips a little higher, and his hand was at the bottom of my shorts. “Yes daddy?” I groaned, almost begging him to touch me. Something in him snapped because he knocked my legs off his lap in his haste to get away from me. “Damn it Amy, what the hell do you think you’re doing? That was so inappropriate and, it will never happen again,” he yelled. “Get your ass upstairs and for God sake put some underwear on.” I looked at him, and allowed tears to invade my eyes. “But, daddy.” I started, but he point up the stairs and yelled again. “Now, God damn it Amy don’t push me. Get up those stairs young lady and go to your room!” I cried as I ran up the stairs to my room. I even slammed my door. I couldn’t quite explain it, but my tears were real. He had hurt my feelings. I know we are role playing, but I’ve never had a man yell at me before and it didn’t feel very good. I must have cried myself to sleep, because I was startled awake by a noise. Someone was sitting on the edge of my bed. “Professor Connors?” ...
    I mumbled, disoriented. “Amy.” His tone was a warning. “Sorry daddy.” “Amy sit up I want to apologize.” I sat up and hugged my knees to my chest afraid to touch him. “Aw Amy don’t pull away from me. I’m sorry I yelled at you. I panicked. It’s been so long since your mother and I have, well you know, it was months even before she left. I shouldn’t have let it get that far and I’m sorry.” He held his arms out for a hug and of course I dove into them. “I’m sorry too daddy.” He held me for a few more minutes than tucked me into bed. Time to regroup my efforts. Two weeks had gone by since the great couch incident as I like to call it. Two whole weeks of me stretching in front of him, hugging him, and rubbing up against him. I had even accidentally flashed him a time or two. Professor Connors was a stubborn man with what appeared to be an iron will. I was starting to feel like I was not the woman for this job. I had decided that if I didn’t make any more progress by Friday I was going to sit him down at dinner, and tell him I was leaving. Because obviously I was not what he wanted. Then on Tuesday while I was in the shower I caught him spying on me. That was just what I needed to re-energize my efforts. I lathered my hands and rubbed them gently over my breasts, squeezing them, and then pinching my nipples. I pinched them again, and it made me gasp as it sent a rush of moisture to my pussy. I leaned my back onto the wall so I was facing the door and propped one leg on the side of ...
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