Daddy Teaches Well (Pt. 1)
Daddy Teaches Well (Pt. 1)
Sex Story Author: | DaddyslilDream |
Sex Story Excerpt: | Not being one to be denied, I walk over to him and remove his hand from his |
Sex Story Category: | Blowjob |
Sex Story Tags: | Blowjob, Consensual Sex, Fantasy, First Time, Incest, Male/Teen Female, Romance, Written By Women |
Hi. I’m Kayla, and I’m 17 years old. My daily routine consists of
eating, bathing, going to school, “learning,” driving home, eating,
computer, bed. I have no life. I guess it’s because I just transfered
here about three months ago and I haven’t really made any friends yet.
Anyway! My mom died back in September (about four months ago). My
older brother had been watching me for about a month before he moved
his girlfriend in and started treating me like shit. So I called my
dad and had him come and get me.
Dad helped me get my license and a car so that I could make it to and
from places safely. Thank God he lives in the middle of nowhere.
Seriously.
It’s mid January. I woke up in a daze and walked to my bedroom window
to take a look outside. My heart skipped a beat as I realized there
was about 3 inches of snow on the ground! I put my fluffy pink robe on
and went down stairs in a hurry. Mind you, I sleep naked. It’s just
more comfortable, and I don’t have to worry about clothes constricting
me. It’s kind of hard not getting swallowed to death by a pair of 32 D
tits when you’re 17 and 5′ even. As I approach the table, my daddy
looks up and smiles, a slight blush appearing on his cheeks as his
eyes glance about my breasts. I smirk and loosen the tie of my robe,
exposing just a little more of my supple, heavy breasts to him. “Is
coffee ready?” I ask him in a low, dulcet tone. God this felt weird,
trying to seduce my dad! I’d seen him multiple times, fucking the hell
out of my mother, making her pray to gods I’d never eaven heard of.
Those were the nights I went back to my room and finger fucked myself
until I came, squirting all over my bed and hand.
Regaining his composure, he gets up and gets a cup of coffee for me
just the way I like it. As he comes back with the cup, I couldn’t help
but notice a slight swelling in his shorts. “Daddy, what’s that?” I
ask, quite plainly even though I knew what it was already. His hands
automatically moved to guard his hardening cock from view.
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