1. Awakening


    Date: 12/1/2016, Categories: Fiction, Exhibitionism, First Time, Incest, Male/Teen Female, Masturbation, Oral Sex, Author: theloneliest, Rating: 89.3, Source: sexstories.com

    pure release is enough to steal my breath away. Every one of my muscles tenses and contracts causing my legs to straighten onto the bed and my toes to curl. Simultaneously I feel my pussy clamp down around my dads cock as he continues to thrust. This proves to be too much causing him to pull away from me. The vast sense of emptiness causes me to call out, “Nooo,” as I feel him tense and shake on top of me. I’m almost concerned with his convulsing and then it stops. “I’m sorry honey, I’m sorry baby girl but I couldn’t cum in you.” I had been so caught up in the moment that the thought never crossed my mind. Simply put I was only concerned with the intense amount of pleasure I had been experiencing and nothing else. “Of course, right, cause I could get… right,” I gasp between breaths. Dad rolls over, leaving me feeling even more empty, and grabs a couple tissues. The absence of his body heat reflects how I am feeling emotionally I realize. I just want him back in bed with me, holding me, comforting me. After he finishes wiping up his mess he says, “I need some water.” As he steps out of the room it almost becomes to much. Once I hear him fill the glass with water I call out, “Dad, please come back to bed.” He returns from the bathroom, “I’m right here, what’s wrong.” I’m blunt, “I need you to hold me.” “Oh, of course honey,” he sings empathetically as he sets the glass on the nightstand and climbs into bed. Even in light of our cardio session I’m still a bit chilly, so when ...
    he settles into bed I snuggle up against him laying my head on his chest and hook one of my legs over his. I reach across his broad chest with my free arm and hug him tight and then relax as he pulls the sheet over us. “There, is that better,” he asks. “Yes, thank you.” I snake my other arm up in between us and rest my hand on my rib cage. Dad takes the opportunity to grab hold of it interlocking his fingers with mine. That’s it, I feel complete, “I love you, daddy.” “I love you too sweetheart,” I can hear his smile in his voice. I drift off to sleep playing through how perfectly everything went this afternoon. Just before I slip into unconsciousness I realize there is just one more thing I need to be completely satisfied. I awake after nightfall and sneak out of bed. I scurry across the cold floor to the toilet and plop down just as I spray a steady stream. Oooo, that felt good, I’m a bit sore but nothing major. I’m still a little dozy but then I remember what I was thinking about just before I fell asleep. I wipe, wash my hands, and return to bed. As I crawl back into bed dad stirs, “What time is it?” I check the nightstand clock, “A little after five.” I snuggle up against him. “How are you feeling,” he asks in a semi-normal tone. “I feel fine,” I respond, “a little sore but nothing to be concerned over.” He inhales quickly and then holds his breath contemplating his next words, “How about, well… emotionally, are you regretting your decision.” I peer up at him and answer ...