Movie Night 4

Movie Night 4 (Mf, Incest, exhibitionist, Young)

Summary – Chad tries to behave. Samantha is frustrated.

Previous Chapter Summary – Samantha and her father have been enjoying ‘special bonding’ moments during their weekly movie nights. Last night was very special.

Note – This is a work of Fiction. You must be 18 or over to read this story. In real life, incestuous relationships, particularly when an under-aged person is involved with a parent or adult, often causes deep psychological damage. This story is provided for entertainment purposes only. The author does not condone any sexual activity with persons under 18 in real life.

*** It is OK to have fantasies, but turning a fantasy into reality can destroy lives. Don’t be a dick with other people’s lives!

Samantha woke the next morning feeling happy and refreshed after a long, deep, sleep. She stretched her firm teenage body and yawned on her comfortable bed, slowly clearing the cobwebs from her head. She suddenly flinched, feeling small twinge of discomfort and soreness in her pussy. ‘Why does my pussy hurt?’ she wondered. Then, the memories of the previous evening flooded her mind and she grinned wickedly. “Daddy and I fucked last night…” she said aloud softly, instantly remembering everything.

Samantha loved her father even more now, if that was possible. She loved his tall strong body, his handsome face, twinkling eyes, his loving touch, and most of all, his gorgeous cock and big, heavy balls! He was so much different than her. She was soft and round and he was firm and hard; especially ‘down there.’ She loved playing with his cock and thought it was so cool to stroke it and feel it get hard and leaking, knowing she was the one making him so aroused. Her handsome daddy had let her experience all she ever needed to know about sex and even let her watch a dirty movie with him. ‘Best movie night ever!’ She smiled.

Samantha felt very grown up and very sensual. She slipped her hands under the blanket and discovered her naked body. She noticed her teddy in a crumpled heap at the base of her bed. Her panties were nowhere to be seen. She touched her teenage breasts, remember her daddy sucking on them. She slid her hands down and gently rubbed her tired pussy. She discovered she was still wet inside. She brought a finger to her mouth and tasted herself. ‘I can still taste his cum,’ she realized, remembering the unique aroma, texture and taste of his ejaculate. She put two fingers deep inside of her pussy and then tasted herself again. “Mmmmm,” she sighed and closed her eyes, feeling very content.

Last night, she learned what it felt like to have her pussy licked and stuffed full of long, thick cock. She watched girls licking pussy as well as men. She briefly thought about boys sucking cock and fucking each other’s ass. She imaged some of the boys in her class doing that. She giggled out loud.

Samantha was beginning to feel very horny again. She reveled in the feelings coursing through her young body. She felt alive, sensual and horny. She slowly writhed on the bed, stretching, rolling, curling her toes and enjoying her nakedness and the erotic feeling of the crisp, clean sheets rubbing on her bare thighs, soft ass and tender breasts. She cupped her firm, ‘amazing’ tits (as her daddy called them) and began rubbing herself all over. She remembered her dad’s promise to fuck her ass the next ‘Movie Night.’ Well, he actually said ‘We’ll see,’ she remembered, but considered his words close enough to a promise. She knew she could whine and beg, say pretty-please, and maybe get his cock like, really, really hard before she asked him. She snaked a hand around her hip and reached downwards towards her ass-crack. Samantha pressed a dainty finger against her asshole and pushed. It didn’t go in as easily as into her wet pussy. She pulled her finger to her face, sniffed it, then licked it real good to get it wet, and pressed it inside her puckered hole, just like her father had done.

“Mmmmm,” she moaned. She decided that she loved her asshole played with. She wiggled her finger around a bit and then tried to fuck her ass with it. She didn’t know how her daddy’s big cock was going to fit back there! So very horny, she started to play with her pussy, clit and ass-hole, intending to give herself a nice, morning orgasm.

Suddenly, she stopped, realizing she could be having sexy fun with her father instead. She glanced at the clock next to her bed. Her dad would be awake by now and her mom would still be sleeping. ‘Perfect!’ she grinned. They should have enough time. Samantha whipped off her covers and jumped out of bed; her perfect, naked body ready for another sexy fun-filled day of playing sex her dad.

The sunlight streamed thru the pink curtains onto her pink bed. She sighed when she noticed her stuffed animal collection; it was not that long ago she would play with them for hours. Sadly, she felt she was too old for them now (almost). She walked over to her dresser and bent over to open a lower drawer. The sunshine danced on her smooth, pale ass and gleaming pussy-lips. She rummaged around looking for a very specific shirt. It was one of her favorites, though it had been getting very tight on her lately. It was just long enough to cover her butt and she would often wear it as pajamas. It was a pale pink color, slightly faded, with the faint remnants of once sparkling, glittered letters. “Daddy’s Girl!” she read aloud. She smiled. It was the perfect choice to wear this morning. It was tight enough to show off her ‘amazing tits,’ and it would let her daddy know exactly how she felt about him. Samantha wondered if they made a ‘Daddy’s Little Plaything’ shirt. ‘Oh well, I can look for one next time we go shopping!’ She put on her tight shirt and looked down to admire her protruding breasts. She could still remember looking down at this very same shirt when she didn’t have any breasts at all. She squeezed both of her thick nipples and watched them get hard.

Opening another drawer, she looked down sadly at all of her plain, cotton panties. She felt she was too grown-up to wear them now. She decided she would ask her mother to take her shopping for some new, more adult, underpants, She was determined to sneak in a few sexy ones her father would like too. Feeling naughty, she shut the drawer empty handed. ‘Why dirty another pair of panties before my shower?’ she naughtily rationalized, thinking her daddy would want to see her pussy anyway, maybe even lick it again! Wearing only her thin shirt and the perfect body the creator gave her, she walked out of her bedroom to find her daddy.

Chad was having a cup of coffee in the breakfast nook, still contemplating the night before. He was experiencing profound remorse for his un-fatherly actions. He stared out the double-doors overlooking the wooden deck and back yard, deep in thought. ‘I have to stop this,’ he said to himself. ‘I can lose my marriage, my daughter, and probably go to jail.’ He wondered what his wife would say if she found out what had happened between him and their teenage daughter.

‘But it felt so good! Almost worth it!’ he thought. At least, whatever happens now, he would always have the memory of their one perfect night together.

Last week’s humping incident he could explain away and disregard, at least to himself; it was a onetime accident he rationalized. However last night… he had let her seduce him, ‘or did he seduce her?’ He had let his own daughter see his hard penis, touch it and even lick it and suck it. Carried away, and filled with love and lust, he was completely exhilarated by the thrill of it all. He had watched porn with Samantha, eaten her out, and had accidently fucked her virgin pussy as they played naked together on the couch.

He reached into his robe pocket and brought out his daughter’s soiled panties; his prized trophy from last night. They were still wet, heavy and fragrant. He stared at them and fingered the damp crotch. He brought them to his nose for the umpteenth time that morning and breathed deeply. They smelled so clean, so sweet, and so fucking sexy. ‘Oh my god, what am I going to do?’ His thoughts tormented him. His penis thickened in his underwear. His phone on the table displayed an image of his daughter, her face splattered with his cum.

“Good morning, Daddy!” Samantha said cheerfully, startling her father and making him jump as she skipped into the room. She saw her daddy had been holding something next to his nose, but had quickly put it into his pocket when she had called out to him. She recognized the color and size and knew what it was. ‘He was sniffing my panties,’ she thought. ‘He must really, really like my pussy juice!’

“Uh, good morning, Sam,” Chad said, blushing, and quickly locking his phone.

“What were you smelling just then, daddy?” Samantha asked, teasing him with a wicked smile and a knowing glace.

“Uh nothing, just wiping my nose,” he lied. Chad looked at his sexy daughter. Her fat, hard nipples and the outlines of her small breasts were poking through her long tight shirt. ‘Daddy’s Girl’ he read, and immediately knew why she had picked out that particular shirt. Guilt flooded him, but her bare, long legs looked so good to him. They were the same beautiful legs what were wrapped around his face last night. He was going to hell. No doubt about it. Jail, at least.

“Daddy,” Samantha said, slowing lifting up her shirt, then whispering, “If you want to smell my ‘hot, fucking pussy juice,’ all you have to do is ask me!” She pulled her shirt up higher until her hairless, slick pussy was on display for him. She thrust her hips in a small circle, innocently performing an impromptu slutty dance for him.

“Sam!” Chad scolded her, shocked she had used his own filthy words for her sweet, aromatic essence. He needed to watch his words more carefully! “Did you have to wear that shirt?” he said. “You’ve outgrown that a long time ago!”

“Not that long ago, daddy!” She smiled, “Besides, I don’t have one that says, ‘Daddy’s Little Plaything!”

“Sam!” Chad said. “Shhhhhh!”

“Don’t worry, daddy,” Samantha said. “Mommy will still be asleep for a while yet. I thought we could have some more fun this morning…, you know…, the sexy kind of fun?” She dropped her shirt back down and walked closer to her daddy.

He could smell her scent already. Even her slight body odor from last night’s sweaty escapades was pleasant to him. He sniffed deeply of pussy, perfume, and sweat, but then pulled away from her slightly.

She leaned in anyway and whispered softly into his hear. “It felt so good when we fucked last night, daddy. I want to do it some more. Can we do it again before mom wakes up?” She gave him her best pretty-please face.

Her hushed voice reminded Chad of her soft moans of pleasure last night. He shuddered as his daughter kissed his neck and then stepped back to gauge his reaction to her naughty suggestion.

“Sam, I don’t…” he started, but was quickly cut off. Sam knew what he was going to say.

“Shhh! I know…, but it’s OK, daddy.” She climbed into his lap, straddled him, and kissed him softly on the lips. He froze. She wrapped her arms around him and kissed him again, more determined this time. She wasn’t going to stop until he kissed her again like he did last night. She kissed his lips, his cheeks, his nose and his neck. She looked at him, pouting, because he didn’t kiss her back, and stared mournfully into his eyes.

Chad made a stupid mistake and met her glance. He stared deeply into her gorgeous, sparking, innocent, blue eyes. She was so pretty…, so sexy…, so fresh…, and so young, ready, willing and able. He was trembling. She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed his lips again, then again with more persistent. He closed his eyes kissed her back, very softly. Then, feeling her arms tightening around him and her body pressing against him with renewed passion, as if she knew her victory was near, he surrendered. He kissed her again, this time more like a lover than a father. She mewed and began to get passionate, kissing him hard and wrapping her legs around his waist. She kissed him with her opened mouth and he obediently opened his mouth against her. She slipped her tongue into him, searching, prodding, and yearning for more. He did the same.

This wasn’t right, he knew. He somehow had to stop it! He disengaged himself from her and gently tried to push her away. He had to be strong! All he needed was his wife walking in and catch the two of them making out like horny school-kids. His cock was hard. He knew she was warm and wet. He hesitated once again.

Not to be denied, and knowing she was still very close to winning, Samantha reached down and groped for her father’s cock. Chad felt her fingers slip into his robe before he realized it. Small fingers banged against his hard cock and gripped his shaft through his shorts. She squeezed him and softly massaged his rock-hard manhood. His cock slipped through the front of his boxers and Samantha seized her prize! Too horny and smitten beyond salvation for his young lover, he relaxed, slumping over in defeat. He opened his legs a little while glancing at the doorway nervously. ‘She should still be asleep,’ his mind raced. ‘And, even if Julie came in, she couldn’t see what was happening under the table. It would look like an innocent, tender, father/daughter snuggle!’ He could explain it to his wife, he was sure. Besides, he needed to feel his daughter’s hands holding his hard flesh once again. He had dreamed of it all night long.

Samantha slipped her hand down his shaft and into the slit in the front of his boxers. She pushed them out of the way and then gently pulled out his balls and the rest of his hard cock. She signed with happiness and stroked it softly. She felt her dad’s hardness, knowing it was her that made him this way. “I love playing with your cock, daddy,” she cooed, “And, I love you so much.” She kissed him repeatedly while she stroked him.

“I love you too, Sam, but…,” he said, “But we can’t…, we can’t do this, honey…, if your mother finds out…” He left the threat hanging in the air.

“Shhh! Daddy, don’t spoil it!” Samantha admonished. She wasn’t worried. She would find a way. There was no way she could go back to how is was before.

“We will have to talk about this sometime, Sammie,” he said, wondering why he let her control him so, but, he knew the answer, she was holding it in her hand.

“I know, just not now, OK, daddy?” she asked. She snuggled up against him, sliding her free hand into his robe and letting his body heat warm her.

“OK, Sam,” he sighed, resigned.

They cuddled for a while with Samantha gently stroking him and Chad doing his best to behave. He held her close and only rubbed her shoulders, though, he longed to massage other parts of her soft body. His cock was hard. His daughter stroked him repeatedly and felt his pre-cum oozing from his prick. She smeared it around on his cock-head, wishing there was more, to make it nice and slippery. She brought a wet finger to her lips and sucked it clean as her father watched.

“Can I suck your cock for you, daddy?” Samantha asked, licking her lips and wanting to taste him some more. “Before mommy wakes up?” she added, “If we hurry, we might still have time to fuck too!” She climbed off his lap, preparing to take his cock into her mouth.

Her words excited him, but he heard alarm bells going off in his mind.