1. It Was an Accident, Honest!


    Date: 5/30/2015, Categories: Fantastic, Male / Females, Oral Sex, Romance, Written by women, Young, Author: geilkoekje11, Rating: 85.3, Source: sexstories.com

    forgive . ." I put my fingers to his lips to stop him from trying to talk; he wasn't managing it well, anyway. "Dad," I said softly with a tender tone, "I know what a man looks like . . . like that." I put my arms around him and hugged him. My heart seemed about to bust with love for the dearest man in my life, and the nearest man in my world too. Indeed, we were so close that my pubic hair was tickling his erect penis. I put my cheek on his, so I could whisper in his ear, "I know what you look like . . like that too!" My father put his arms around me then, and hugged me back. His hard-on was pressed firmly into my pudenda. "So that was you! I thought I might have imagined it, it was so surreal, the timing, just as I released my ejaculation. It was the ride; I haven't been able to not think about it. You look so much like your mother when I met her. I guess that's what the psychologists call transference. If I didn't know better, Happy, I would think you tipped that can of paint on purpose. Why am I in the shower, naked, with my incredibly sexy daughter?" "Because I wanted you to be." I kissed his lips. "Because I want you." "Hap . . ." I stopped his mouth from talking, with my mouth. I gave it something else to do, by sticking my tongue in it. He let our oral digits dance. His hands slid down to my nether globes and squeezed. My breast swelled into his chest with a deep breath and my left hand went up to the back of his head and caressed his hair. "Daddy, I love you too. ...
    Like the way you meant it, when you were cumming, thinking of me. That made me hotter than you can imagine. I want you to make love to me." My other hand reached down and grasped his manhood; it was a marvelous mass of muscle. "Fuck me, Daddy, Please?" Then, I could sense a change come over the masculine being in my arms. Like the sunlight returning after a cloud has passed, the energy and spirit were filling him. The grief that had haunted him since mom's death seemed to pass; the shadow no longer covered him from the shade of her loss. He was now dominate, not in any cruel or crude way, but he took charge of our situation. It was not anything he did specifically, but somehow a mental adjustment which I was aware of had come upon him. His hands were running over my body, up the spine and round to the twin globes of my bosom, fingering my points. His mouth was firm and purposeful, in the lips as they kissed in a caring way. It was altogether thrilling!The water still ran, the soap had long been rinsed. But I was wet and slippery down there, and ready to be screwed. Dad turned me around a few moments after the shift of the fresh new man had taken control. He made me bend slightly at the waist. Flexing his knees, he reached between my legs and made sure of his target, then moved his hips so that his member entered me. He didn't thrust hard, but it was a steady penetration, a movement knowing of angles and tissues. Flesh firm, met flesh yielding and made its way in, not even using ...
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