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

    he's really cute and my age... "I'm... your daughter." He chuckles. "Oh really?" His other hand slides up my back and undoes my bra. His fingers glide down my back. "We should really be doing this inside." I gulp. "Doing what?" He looks into my eyes. "You know what." "Oh," I whimper. This is bad. I'm really getting turned on. I have to stop him. Now. "Daddy, I'm your daughter. You can't fuck me." He rams his hips into me. "Holy shit, that's hot." "Oh, daddy, please," I beg. His lips come down hard on mine. My eyes fly open. This is no innocent kiss. His tongue forces its way into my mouth, warm and wet, enticing my tongue to play. He tastes good. Like cinnamon. So he's been chewing that same gum for all these years? He pulls away from the kiss, leaving me dazed. "You're a naughty daughter," he teases darkly. "Oh, daddy, I'm sorry. I should be resisting you better." "Damn. You're really good. How many guys have you done this for?" "Um, french kissed? That was my first one." The fact embarrasses me and I cover my mouth with my hand. His tongue was so warm. He licks his lips. "No. Not french kissed. Seduced like this. Called a guy daddy." "I've only ever called you that, dad." "I don't know why, but I believe that. Come on." "What? Where?" "Something this good has to be savored. I'm taking you to a hotel room." "Um," I murmur, fixing my bra. "I have a hotel room." He smiles at me. "Let's go, then." We have plenty of time until we get to the hotel, and now that he's not groping ...
    me, I have a clearer head. Maybe I should just run away. But he's so cool, I want to get to know him a little. I can't believe my straight-laced dad has this kind of past. "So, you don't want to be a lawyer yet?" He shoots me a curious grin. "You sure seem to know a lot about me." "Of course." "Because you're my daughter," he supplies. I nod, smiling, glad he gets it finally. "Exactly." "Well, tell me something about you, then," he says. "I'm studying Physics and I've just traveled back in time from 2015." He laughs. "Twenty years back in time. What, just to see me?" "Well, no. I'm actually supposed to be observing only. But I was curious what you were like back then. I mean now. So I popped over to your law firm and—" "My law firm?" "Well, okay, just grandpa's law firm for now. Anyway, I saw you get tossed out and I just had to follow you." He watches me. "You're pretty creative." "Not at all. That's one of the reasons I'm a science major." I smile at him. "So, keep going. You followed me." "Yeah, and then your goons grabbed me in the alley and then you started, well..." He licks his teeth. "Touching you?" "Um, yes." "What's your name?" "You mean Huntra Jackson?" "Is that your real name?" "No, daddy." I bite my lip. He watches my teeth on my lip with fire in his eyes. My daddy would never do that in the future. I feel a thrill. "Tell me your real name." "Danielle McArthur. I was born in 1996." "Right," he says, looking at my chest. We arrive at the hotel and take the elevator ...
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