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As I spoke, I pulled my hand away from my needy mound. My hand darted through the water and quickly found its way to his manhood. To my surprise he was already erect, his cock straining against the thin material of his wet swimsuit. Without any hesitation, I wrapped my fingers around his cloth covered. cock and began moving my hand in a stroking motion. He made no move to stop me. As a matter of fact, he leaned back further and thrust his hips up at my touch.
“Oh God,” he moaned. “That feels so good, Sweetie,”
I couldn’t believe what I had just heard. Not only did he do
nothing to stop me, but Daddy seemed to have wanted this just as much as I did. My heart pounded in my chest at the
excitement of feeling Daddy thrust himself against my hand as I
continued my gentle motion.
“You can’t do this,” he moaned. “Why not, Daddy?” I asked.
“It’s not right, Hon,” came his response. In spite of his protest,
he was making no move to stop me.
“Does it feel good?” l’asked.
“Oh, God,” he moaned. “So good. But you’re mother…”
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“She doesn’t matter this weekend,” I said. “It’s just you and I
Daddy. Let me give you the attention you deserve.”
I sounded so confident but inside my mind was a maelstrom of
emotions and concerns. What I was doing was so wrong. This
was my step–father and while fantasizing about him was one
thing, I had just brazenly strode right past the point of no return.
There would be no going back to the way things had been now.
Even if we stopped at that moment and didn’t go any further Daddy and I would still always know that I groped him in a hotel. hot tub. Daddy seemed okay with it though, so why wouldn’t I
be?
I moved my other hand to my needy mound as I continued to pleasure Daddy through his boxers. His eyes were closed now and his lips slightly parted as he focused on the feeling of my delicate fingers on his manhood. I had only just begun to start rubbing myself again when I felt Daddy’s hand. The sensation of his touch on my inner thigh seemed to send electricity through my body. Then he began to move it upwards, tracing a path with his fingers across my tender skin as he went.
“Oh, Daddy,” I whimpered. He didn’t respond. Instead, he used his other hand to pull my hand away from the ridge of his trunks. Beneath the turgid and bubbling water, he maneuvered around before finally becoming still. When he released my hand, it went right back to his shaft. It was almost as if it was naturally drawn back to Daddy’s length. I let out a startled gasp when I
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realized that the cloth of his trunks was no longer between
myself and him. My fingers were wrapped around Daddy’s bare
cock. His hand stopped on my thigh..
“Please don’t stop, Hon,” he begged. “It’s been so long since I had anything.”
I realized that my gasp had left him with the impression that he had taken things too far. I felt terrible for him. I knew that Mom was always caught up with work, but I had no clue that it had gone so far that she was giving Daddy no attention at all.
“I don’t plan to,” I said. As I did, I began to stroke him at a faster
pace.
“Oh, fuck,” he moaned. His fingertips were teasing at the edge of my bikini bottoms now. “Is it okay if I…”
His voice trailed off as his fingers slid just below the stretchy material of my swimsuit for emphasis on what exactly he was
asking for.
“If you what, Daddy?” I asked. I knew what he wanted, but I wanted, no needed, him to say it out loud.
“Can I touch you?” he asked.
I spread my legs as wide as I could.
