Sara’s Awakening Part 2

This part is through the eyes of Sara’s father Mark.

Mark Smith stood at his daughter’s bedroom door. He wondered to himself for maybe the millionth time what the hell was wrong with him. Mark had always been insatiable in the sex department. He loved the ladies and back when he was younger the ladies had loved him. He figured even now he could hit the bar and have his pick of most of the women there. So why the hell could he only think of one woman and of all women his own daughter. His conscience tried to correct him by having the word girl flash through his mind. “She’s not a woman Marky ol boy. She’s a girl. Your little girl” it mocked to him. “She’s eighteen now” Mark half heartedly retorted back. “Ah yes… how could I forget? The body of an eighteen year old but in the ways of sex she may as well be thirteen you sick dirty old man. Besides even if she wasn’t your daughter, your sweet innocent little girl what the hell would make you think she’d want an old man like you”? His conscience was right as always but as he’d become so very good at he ignored it. At least for now.

His hand reached out to the doorknob and as quietly as possible he cracked the door open slightly. There she lay. Only a sheet covering her body. So soft and sweet. Her dark hair spilled over the pillow that she held tightly to her. He could see the outline of her slender back as it led down to her hips. Her hips always got him. What it would be like to have his hands on those perfectly curved hips as he pulled her to him. The thought caused him to slowly pull his cock (now rock hard) free from his pajama bottoms. He let his gaze continue down as his hand started out its familiar stroking pattern. Her ass was a thing of perfection. The thin sheet that covered her there was dark enough that he couldn’t see through but he could tell she was wearing panties only tonight. His speed increased now thinking about spanking her. Squeezing each deliciously firm cheek as he thrust in and out of her. He was about to check out her impossibly long legs when he she rolled over to face the door. She shifted slightly and he could see her breasts pressed firm against the sheet. He looked closely and was sure he could see a nipple erect against the cotton sheet. He had to leave he realized.

Mark walked back to his bedroom and finished stroking himself till he came. The feeling was so incredibly intense that he nearly fell out of bed. His orgasms were always this good. At least they had been ever since he started watching Sara. He would not allow himself to cum at her door anymore.