A Fathers Passion
A Fathers Passion
Sex Story Author: | Bunnymcfufu |
Sex Story Excerpt: | I love her absolutely more than I ever thought I could love another human being. Her eyes are absolutely piercing, |
Sex Story Category: | Consensual Sex |
Sex Story Tags: | Consensual Sex, Fiction, Incest, Male / Female Teens |
My name is Brad. I am a typical guy I guess. I like to hunt, fish, watch football, and waste some valuable sleep in between the sheets. Divorced 7 years, though I still see my ex wife pretty much everyday to pass our daughter back and forth. Sitting in front of her house like this always enrages me slightly, I paid for this house. I paid for everything because a judge told me I had too and I’m still made to wait a half an hour to an hour behind schedule to pick Megan up. I flip through radio stations, agitated, not really looking for anything in particular. I am a decent looking guy I would say, for being in my mid 40’s I haven’t found a single gray hair yet. I’m of an athletic build, not extremely ripped, but just enough to attract the ladies occasionally still. I have numerous tattoos, a number of my piercings have disappeared over the years. I don’t have a single one left anymore. Fidgeting in my seat I happen to catch a glance at the front door of my ex wife’s house and my jaw just about hits the ground. My beautiful daughter, a senior in high school, walking out of the house wearing the smallest black dress I’ve ever seen in my life. Her ever curve accentuated by the small layer of fabric keeping her delicate parts a mystery. Fuck, she’s hot.
I wave goodbye to her mother before leaning towards the passenger side door and popping the door open for my little princess. Oh how time flies, and day by day it feels so bittersweet. Megan slides into the seat next to me, carefully crossing her legs in the most lady-like manner I’ve ever seen. Good girl, I think to myself. I am so proud of the woman that she has become. I put the car into drive and begin driving away from her house.
“Hi Megs!! How are you? What’s new in your life?” I asked inquisitively.
She rolls her head across the armrest to look me in the eyes as I glance up from the road for a moment at a stop sign. Her honey brown eyes dancing across my face as she smiles softly, her cheeks immediately blushing as they always do when she looks at me. It’s one of her little quirks. Her love for her father can never be doubted, she’s always been my biggest fan, as I have hers. Last year she got into some trouble with her boyfriend, she was caught in the public restroom at school with his cock in her hand. Her mother flew over to my home in a rage and together we walked into the school and I could tell that my baby had been crying. Her boyfriend sitting across from her in the office with his backpack uncomfortably laid across his lap. I just know that his cock was still stiff when we got there, but I couldn’t help but wondering why my Megan had got so adventurous after all. Ever since I can remember she has never had one toe out of line, and yet there I stood in the principal’s office because she had a teenage cock in her hand. The sound of her voice startles me back to reality as I merge onto the highway, I tune in intently hoping I didn’t miss too much of what she’s said.
” and it really sucks dad, because you know, like, ugh! I never did that before and I just can’t go to his house and like hang out with his mom before like sucking his cock. I mean like…”
“MEGAN!!!”
”What dad??” She snaps at me sharply.
“Why are you talking to me about cock sucking??” I nervously answer, my hand on the back of her seat as I turn around to check for cars as I merge onto the highway.
Her face turns a bright pink at my question and she opens her mouth to reply, but instead of words she just starts laughing hysterically. Immediately I start cracking up, her laugh is just so contagious. Everything about her just radiates confidence and self esteem. She’s humble, but she knows how fucking hot she is. She’s smart, but knows how to play the dumb girl card to her advantage. She’s going to be very successful one day, I just know it. We sit in silence on the way home, nothing too unusual for us. We don’t talk all that often, we enjoy each others company without directly interacting with each other all the time. Both of us are strong and independent, that’s the best trait in her and she got it from me. I probably should push the sucking cock comment, but I just really want to get home. Hopefully she’ll change that dress, because I should not at all know what color her sweet areolas are, yet there they sit, light brown and soft sticking out the top of her white bra. I think I’m going to need some alone time when we get home, I can already feel the tingle up my sack letting me know that my cock is beginning to stiffen in my pants. Great, Just great.
We pull up into the garage and climb out of the car, gracefully, she walks up to me and slides her arms around my waist. Hugging me tight, before kissing my chin and walking inside. Her brown hair flowing down her back beautifully as she walks. I smile to myself and begin to follow her up the stairs and into the living room. In the distance I hear the home phone ringing and I rush to my office to pick up the call. Of course, it’s my date from last night, wondering if she could come over for round two, perhaps another time I tell her. Can’t be banging someone with my daughter here, Right? Maybe I should, I don’t know. I’ll think it over during supper, at least by then my cock will have gotten bored. While picking up the phone and ordering pizza a thought comes to mind, a troubling thought at best. What if she’s having sex with this guy? I know she’s a good girl, but yet she gives hand jobs in the school bathroom, I don’t know how to feel about this. I shake off the thought and order the food and put my feet up on the desk, relaxing into my computer chair. It’s already been such a long day for me, and I’m just ready to pass out.
I hear a knock at the door and quickly wake from my half in half out slumber. I retrieve the pizza from the delivery guy and set it on the table. Megan walks into the room in her soft fluffy pajama pants and a tank top. Phew, much better. We visit for close to an hour and a half, catching up on each others lives and enjoying one another’s company. Her cute little giggles, and the way she hides her mouth nervously as she talks is just absolutely fucking adorable.
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