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

    murmurs with a chuckle. I whimper as his hand runs up my inner thigh. "Yes, daddy." He pushes my panties aside and swipes a finger up my slit. It feels tremendously good. "Good God, you're wet." He grins devilishly. "Wet for your own father." "Uh! No, daddy!" I cry, utterly embarrassed. "Don't you lie to daddy," he croons, running his finger along my clit, making me shiver. "You have to stop," I moan, not at all forcefully. "You can't do this." "Oh, I think you want to do this," he says. He yanks his pants open. "How many times have you thought about daddy's hard cock inside you?" I watch with my mouth open, waiting for him to pull his dick out of his fly. I've never seen daddy's dick before. "Answer me," he says firmly, exactly the way he will a thousand times in the future. It shocks me. "Never. I swear!" He pushes his pants down and his long, hard cock springs free. I swallow harshly. I can't seem to breathe. I try to squirm away from him but he grabs my hip firmly with one hand. "Don't lie," he warns, taking his dick in his other hand. "You lie and I'll slap your pussy with my cock. How many times have you thought of me fucking you?" I lick my dry lips. "Never, daddy," I whisper. He slaps his fat cock head against my wet slit. "Oh!" I cry. "Be honest, baby." He yanks my panties away. "You're not even resisting anymore. You must have thought about it." He leans forward, his mouth at my ear, his throbbing, leaking cock, pressed against my clit. "How many times did you ...
    think of me while you rubbed at your hot, wet pussy?"Oh, daddy, please," I whine. "Please!" He gasps and dips lower, rubbing himself against my wet lips. "It sounds like you're thinking about it now, Princess." He's called me that so many times in my life, it's almost like he remembers me. I squirm against him, forcing his smooth, slippery head against my clit again. "Please, dad." "Oh, but I can't," he says teasingly. "I can't fuck—" he presses against my opening and pulls back "—my daughter." My head is swimming. All I can think about is having my dad's plump dick against my clit again. "Yess," I hiss as he rubs upwards, swirling his tip around it. "Daddy, your dick feels so good." "Oh, baby, you feel so good. I can't hold back much longer, you know," he whispers in my ear. The shivers I feel almost make me come. "If you don't want to be fucked by daddy, you better run away." "Daddy," I whisper back, bucking my hips to make him rub me more. "I told you," I whimper. "I'm a virgin." He pants, putting his cock against my pussy, spreading me apart. "I thought you were just playing." I meet his eyes. "Are you going to take my virginity, daddy?" He jerks, thrusting into me, causing me to scream as he tears me open. "Holy fuck!" he cries, pumping into me, not seeming to care that he's hurting me. "Dad!" I shriek. He's supposed to be gentle to me. He's never, ever supposed to hurt me. I whimper quietly. "It hurts me daddy." He looks into my eyes, slowing. The mad lust clears for a ...
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