1. A Perfect Thunderstorm


    Date: 9/24/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Incest, Author: ChantalXXX, Rating: 90.9, Source: sexstories.com

    sliding along the loose edge of her boxers, as if positioning to explore further, deeper, to seek eager young wetness. My breath ruffled her hair. She turned her head slightly, her lips brushing the stubble on my cheek. She kissed the tip of my nose and giggled. Her tongue darted out and licked my nose, and then brushed my lips, which opened in response. Suddenly we were kissing in a way that broke all the rules. Her hips were now humping against my erection. I knew how wrong this was, and that this was the last moment to stop things from getting out of hand. Turning my face so that I broke the kiss, I said, "Daddy will hold you but as the adult here, I have to draw a line at that." "Silly Daddy, I'm an adult now too," she giggled, writhing harder against my hardness."Don't you think that when I'm off at grad school, I'll want someone to hold me during the thunderstorms?" She paused, looking me straight in the eye. "And that person will want to fuck me, just like all the guys I already fucked at college, and working life-guarding." I suppose I had assumed my baby was no longer a virgin at 24, but the casual frankness startled me. "I like to fuck, and I like being fucked, and that seems a fair trade for being made to feel safe." She continued talking, and twisting her pelvis against my groin. "since no one makes me feel safer than my Daddy. I think I'm ready to fuck him too." "Are you sure? Because that's a line where once we cross it, there is no undoing it. Even if w just ...
    fuck this one time, it will change our relationship forever." "I can feel how badly you want this Daddy. Don't fight it" Another flash lit the room as she tiled her torso away from me, hands grabbing her tank top, freeing those firm young tits to my gaze for the first time since my daughter's puberty. The nipples were rock hard little pebbles of pink bubble gum. Her hands clasped behind my head, dragging my mouth to her left tit. I tasted heaven, and then licked across to the right nipple, drawing it more slowly more deeply into my lips, testing her tolerance with a quick nip of teeth. Her groan told me that she had inherited her mother's lust for pain, and I bit harder. She responded with a gush of wetness into my lap, right through her boxers. "I better get out of these wet things," she giggled. I released my grip and she slid swiftly off my knee, standing in front of me as the sky lit up once again. The noise a second later made her jump a bit, allowing me to enjoy the teeny wobble of those ripe melons. I barely noticed her hooking a thumb in either side of her shorts and edging them down her hips, but the stripper wiggle grabbed my attention. My baby was clearly no innocent. Stepping free of her last scrap of clothing, my daughter started as if to fling the boxers across the room, but then she chewed her lower lip just like she had since she was two. "I can see the smoke coming out your ears you're thinking so hard." I joked like I had a thousand times before. She stepped ...
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