1. A Reluctant Daughter 2


    Date: 2/20/2015, Categories: Fiction, Blowjob, Cheating, Incest, Male/Teen Female, Reluctance, Teen Male/Teen Female, Written by women, Author: dirtydiana18, Rating: 91, Source: sexstories.com

    situation and getting a boyfriend would allow me that. In the back of my mind I hoped it would be the cure to saving my family. Needless to say my dad was none too happy with the change. I hadn’t told him that I was going out and by our fourth date, a week after I had agreed to be his girlfriend, I let Mom know, hoping that if she told Dad herself it would prevent the crazy outburst I knew he was bound to have. So that night my Dad found out his sex toy was dating a teenage boy hours after he could do anything about it. I was already off to the movies with Ricky, who just so happened to be one of the most attractive and well-built guys at my school. I had picked him because of his rather bad reputation with the girls. Multiple friends had revealed him to be the best fuck they ever had and that, more than anything else, made me want him. If he could make me cum without thinking about my dad then I would know things weren’t as bad as they seemed. If I could have a healthy sexual appetite away from home there would be hope for me later on in life. I needed to know if I could cum on a cock other than my father’s, and Ricky was the perfect guy for the job. The movie was a drag, some chick flick about a girl with amnesia and her husband who tries to help her through it. I knew the only reason Ricky had brought me to it was to soften me up. He was pulling all the stops: roses, chocolate, a sappy movie, a romantic dinner. This had only been our fourth date but I could tell he wanted ...
    sex. Everything he did was thought out, structured to bring me to my knees with desire. I could see the whole plan mapped out just by looking into his eyes. In it he expressed a tightly coiled desire for sex, a barely controlled lust. You didn’t live in my house and do the things I did without being able to recognize that look, to recognize when a man wanted sex. Ricky’s eyes screamed fuck me, and I was more than willing to oblige. We went to his apartment, his parents were some rich real estate agents who were constantly out of town. They gave him the apartment out of pity, he had told me that on our third date, and he lived it up as the bachelor pad it was meant to be. Walking through the door I could practically smell all the other girls who had been there before me. The living room was nicely made. Couches that perfectly matched the tile on the floor and the painted accents on the walls. Magazines lay on the coffee table along with the remote to the gigantic flat screen TV situated on the opposite side. The place had obviously been designed with comfort and class in mind. I could only be pleased that it didn’t smell like gym socks and old cum. “Do you want a drink?” He asked huskily, placing his jacket on the love seat next to me. He thought that I was nervous, which was cute, any other girl in my predicament would be. But I had been having sex for a long time. Sex didn’t make me nervous, if anything it made me that much more bolder. Shaking my head to let him know I most ...
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