1. Meeting Daddy in the Past


    Date: 8/29/2017, Categories: Fiction, Cheating, Incest, Male / Older Female, Oral Sex, Young, Author: geilkoekje11, Rating: 90.8, Source: sexstories.com

    "Well, you probably don't know her yet..." "Yet?" I need to shut my mouth. "I'm sorry. I can't tell you, daddy." His jaw drops open for a moment, then he snaps it shut. "Why do you keep calling me that?" Damn it. I might feel comfortable with him, but he doesn't know me yet. I can't forget that. "Just an accident. Um. What's your name?" His eyebrow goes up again and he doesn't remove his hand from my waist. He rubs it gently, comforting me. "My name's Cole." I frown at him, feeling a bit hurt. "Tell the truth." His eyes snap to mine. "So you know my name?" I swallow. "Yes." His hand tightens around my wrist. "Who are you?" I swallow again. He's kinda scaring me. "I can't tell you." He backs me up against the alley wall. "If you know who I am, you know what I'm capable of," he growls. "Now tell me who you are." The change is frightening in him. I've never seen my dad look this way. He stares down into my eyes as if he can force the truth out of me. He probably can. And now I've really messed with Dr. Samuel's rules. Thinking fast, I say, "Okay. Hugo sent me." His eyebrows lower slowly. His eyelids droop low, making his eyes look black. A grin forms on his lips. This is definitely a face I've never seen on him. "I thought so," he says. His hand releases my wrist and his fingers trail down my cheek. I shiver. "Yeah," he says, pushing me more firmly against the wall. "Hugo knows what I like." He runs his fingers through my curly black hair. "Um," I say. "Wait." His hand trails ...
    down my neck, over the frills on my top. "Why should I wait?" he asks playfully. "Well..." I swallow thickly and shake my head to clear it. "Well, I think you're going to do something you'll regret." I hear his breath escape. "You mean like fucking you." That breath soared right past my ear. His body's pushed up against mine, he's practically my age now, and I can tell he wants me. My dad wants me. "Oh," I moan. This is not good. "You have to stop, daddy." His breath escapes across my ear again. His hand wanders across my breast, flicking my nipple with his thumb. "If you want me to stop, you'll have to tell me why." His other hand leaves my waist, runs over my hip and down my thigh. When he brings it back up, it's on my inner thigh. Up it goes, trailing over my skirt, right over my most sensitive place. I gasp. "Wait, please," I moan weakly. But he doesn't wait. My strength fails as his hands both fondle my breasts and his hips grind into mine. He's hard. "Um, daddy, please," I murmur. I'm not even sure what I'm asking. "Mmm," he hums into my ear. "I actually like that. I never thought I'd like being called that." "No, you don't understand," I beg. "You don't want to do this, daddy." "Oh, but I do." His hand runs under my shirt. "But... But, I'm someone you can't do this to." "Oh?" He shudders and his hand runs under my bra over my breast. "Mmm," he murmurs. "Actually big. No padding." I shudder. His hand is on my breast! I should fight him. I should try to escape even though ...
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