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Reluctantly Pleasurable

Date: 8/3/2017, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Incest, Reluctance, Author: MarkMitchell, Rating: 92.2, Source: sexstories.com

replaced with only the pure lust a father had for his own daughter. How hot was it that her father probably wanted to fuck her. She could feel it building deep inside her, a few more minutes and she would explode all over the chair, not caring if her father were there or not. A she approached closer and closer to the familiar feeling, young Katie was snapped back into reality again, forcing her to take her finger from her pussy, still slick with her juices, and look up. "That's enough!" the masked man said. "This isn't just for you." All the sudden, guilt came over Katie as she remembered the danger of the situation, that there was still a man with a gun, and worse yet, she'd masturbated, and gotten wet, and gotten close to an orgasm in front of her own dad. "You! Drop your pants!" the man commanded as he pointed the gun at Randy, who began to protest, but only to give in, as he shot a guilty look at Katie. The man probably wanted her father to masturbate in front of her now, Katie thought to herself, and all the sudden, was brought back to the feelings of shame and embarrassment she felt when the whole ordeal began. Standing up and unbuckling his belt, Randy unsnapped the hook to his pants and got out of them, as Katie kept her eyes on the ground, remembering that Randy, after all, was her father, and no matter how hot a situation she'd mistakenly thought this was, he was still her father. There was no staring at one's father - especially at his crotch, no matter how ... turned on a daughter might be. This wasn't in any social guideline rulebooks; it just was. "Look at how hard you're making him," the man said to Katie. As she brought her eyes up, almost like a scared child peeking into the closet at night and checking for monsters, Katie passed her father's crotch and stared into her father's eyes for a moment, giving him a look of guilt and then brought her eyes back down toward his crotch. With his underwear still on, Katie could see her father's cock poking against his gray underwear, his sexual excitement evident by his cock creating a tent in his underwear and a large, wet spot where the head of his penis rested. Katie couldn't do anything but take in a sharp breath - lightly enough as to not disturb the quietness of the room, yet loud enough for both her father and the masked man to hear. Randy, her own father, the very man who'd raised her, taught her to hit and catch baseballs, ride a bike and eventually drive a car, was turned on by her. Randy, her own father, the man who'd been there for her first date, who had dried her tears when she was a child, and who had driven cross country to Washington, D.C., to drop her off for college, had gotten hard watching her masturbate. She felt something inside her. Was it guilt? "Come over there and sit on him! Kiss him," the man commanded, perhaps ordering Katie to do what she would have done by herself anyway when at the highest peak of sexual excitement. Yet, something got the better of her; Katie ...