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“I hope you do more than just touch me, Daddy,” I said, teasingly.
With no hesitation, his fingers shot beneath the fabric and quickly found their way to my aching pussy.
A lusty moan escaped my throat as Daddy touched me for the first time. His fingers began to run up and down the length of my slit sending waves of pleasure through my body. He was wasting no time! Each time his fingers went downward the tip of one of them teased at my hole. I couldn’t believe what was happening. Here I was, with my own step–father, living out one of my wildest fantasies and it didn’t seem like it would be stopping any time soon.
“Oh, Daddy,” I moaned. “Mmmm.”
I couldn’t find any other words for how good he was making my pussy feel. I was floating through a sea of ecstasy and Daddy was doing it to me. I was shaken from my reverie at the realization of just how ragged his breathing had become. I realized that his bucking against my fist had become more frantic and wild over the last minute. I froze for a moment. I was
going to make Daddy cum.
“Daddy,” I cooed. “Are you going to cum for your little girl?”
All he could do was grunt in response. I sped up my pace as felt his cock beginning to spasm in my hand. He was close now.
“Cum for me Daddy,” I moaned.
He groaned in response as his entire body went tense. I felt his cock jump in my hand and gasped as he finally came. My only regret was that I wasn’t able to feel Daddy’s hot seed spill down across my fingers. I continued to stroke him regardless. The look of pleasure on his face was fulfillment enough. Of all of the years I had imagined doing something as illicit and lewd with him, I had never believed that my step–father, in the throes of pleasure, would be so arousing to me. As his orgasmic bliss wore off though, I started to see worry replace it across his face.
“I’m so sorry,” he said as he pulled his hand away from me.
“For what?” I asked.
“I shouldn’t have let that happen,” he said. He was staring forward now.
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I pulled my hand away from him and quickly spun myself to straddle him. With one leg on either side of his, I lowered my body until I could feel his deflating cock pressing against me wanted him inside of me so bad at that point. Surely I would have been able to get him hard again if I wanted to. I imagined riding him in this exact position, his massive cock filling me up.
Those fantasies I would have to fulfill later, though. Right now, I
needed to be reassuring him that what he did was exactly what I wanted.
He was unsure of what to do. I could tell from the look of worry in his eyes. Here was his daughter, who had just given him a hand job sitting in his lap.
His body was likely at war with his mind. Something that I would have still been experiencing if not for the years and years of playing out this exact scenario in my mind preparing me for this. I leaned in, and for the first time, we kissed in a way that no daughter and father should ever kiss. He was hesitant at first, but soon our tongues were darting around each other’s mouths. I felt his cock stirring back to life and moaned as it pressed harder and harder against my wanting mound.
“Daddy,” I said when I finally pulled away. “I have wanted this for so long.”
“Really?” he asked. “Really,” I assured him.
We hadn’t gone any further in the hot tub. I could tell that he
was still unsure of if we should go any further. The champagne. in combination with our horniness had gotten us over the initial
uneasiness of what had happened, but I knew that it would take
time for more to happen. That wouldn’t be an issue though. It
had all the time I needed on this Edenic island paradise to make
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that happen. After we got out, we decided to take a walk around
the island just to take in some of the sights.
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The odd looks from couples, mostly closer to Daddy’s age than mine, was humorous. To them, he was an older man, and I was his young trophy wife or an adulterous affair. By the end of the weekend, I had hoped that they would have been right about the latter. Daddy felt a little more uncomfortable about it at first.
“This feels weird,” he said as we passed a couple who had been staring at us particularly hard.
“Why?” I asked.
“Because they think we are a thing,” He said. “Well,” I teased, looking around to make sure nobody was near. “I think we officially are now Daddy,” “Shhhh,” he scolded. “Don’t say that.”
“Oh my god, Daddy,” I responded. “Nobody is around. Plus people will think it’s just a weird sex thing. Which I guess it kind of is.”
He blushed at that and went silent.
“Oh, lighten up,” I said. “Nobody is around.”
“It’s not that,” he said. “We just shouldn’t have.”
“Why?” I asked.
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“It isn’t right,” he responded. “We’re both adults,” I said.
“But your mother,” he trailed off.
“Doesn’t seem to care about you like that anymore,” I spat without thinking.
He recoiled at the words. “Which is stupid,” I continued.
We had followed a long sandy trail off of the sidewalks and were
now standing in dense vegetation. From the main concrete
path, we would have been barely visible to anybody passing by. Daddy seemed to be considering something as his eyes stared along the winding dirt trail that led deeper into the vegetation.
“Look,” I said. “I’m not saying that Mom doesn’t love you, Daddy.
We both know that she does.”
I walked around him as I spoke until we were standing face to
face.
“What I am saying,” I continued. “Is that it seems that she isn’t
taking care of you the way that I have imagined taking care of
you for years.”
“Years?” he asked, his eyebrows rising.
“Years, Daddy,” I told him. “And I’m not going to be the one to get between you and Mom in any way. I am just offering you a solution to a problem that you have.
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I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled myself close to
him.
“I am offering to be yours for whatever you want, whenever you
want,” I said. “If you want that.”
It was all out on the table now. I had offered myself entirely to
my step–father, and it was up to him if he would take me up on it
or not. I wanted him to, of course, but I couldn’t make that
happen.
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“So what do you think, Daddy?” I asked in a husky voice.
I already knew his answer. I could feel it in the form of his firm manhood pressing against my stomach. He could put up all the verbal resistance that he wanted, but it was quite evident that Daddy wanted me just as much as I wanted him. I pressed my body in closer to his, reveling in the feeling of that monstrous
cock between us.
“Daddy,” I said. “I think I know what you want.”
I reached down and pulled his rock–hard manhood out of the top of his shorts. Leaning close, I whispered into his ear.
“Will you put this inside of me, Daddy?” I asked.
Something changed inside of him at that moment. I could almost see his expression change to one of primal need. Pushing my arms up, he pulled the sheer cover–up off my body
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and threw it to the ground.
“Right here, Daddy?” I asked. Butterflies rose up in my stomach as I glanced back to down the dirt trail towards the concrete sidewalk. A couple wandered by through the treeline, and the neediness between my legs became a throbbing hot desire.
“Right here,” he said. His voice was lower and dripped with sexuality. Something I had never heard from him before.
His fingertips traced their way down my sides and hooked into the waist of my bikini bottom. In quick succession, he pulled it down to my knees and spun me around. Pulling me close to him, I could feel the hot steel that was his manhood nestle its way between my legs. Instinctively, I ground myself against him and let out a low whimper. His strong arms wrapped around me and he lifted me off the ground as if I weighed nothing, carrying me several feet toward a tree before putting me back down.
