I had one hell of a day; I turned on the shower and removed my clothes. I stepped into the shower, looking up at the water as it sprinkled all over my body. I grabbed my body wash and squeezed it out onto my loofah. The scent of jasmine and vanilla filled the bathroom, and my senses became heightened as I massaged the sponge all over my body. I closed my eyes, letting the heat of the water soothe my tense muscles.
After washing myself and my hair, I exited the shower, wrapped a towel around me tightly, and entered my bedroom. I dried off and grabbed my red short nightie; I left my underwear off and just put on my nightie as I wanted to feel more relaxed.
I got into bed, tossed, and turned for most of the night, lying in bed and gazing at the ceiling. It was only a few hours ago that I discovered my lover had been unfaithful to me for weeks on end. I felt as though something had been ripped out of me from the inside out. Tears began to fall freely down my cheeks and cover my pillow with their briny kiss.
Feeling my anguish, Dad opened the door softly. Wearing a white T-shirt and baggy boxers, I could see the worry in his eyes as he crossed the room. He wiped my tears away as he perched on the edge of my bed.
“What’s wrong, princess,” he said as he moved a strand of hair from my face and placed it behind my ear.
“Oh, Dad!” I cried and threw myself into his waiting arms with my chest pushed against his. He held me close and rubbed my back in circles.
“It’s Johnny…” I started, my voice breaking, “He’s been seeing someone else.” The words came out bitter and raw, and it hurt to say them out loud like each syllable was a knife twisting inside me.
Dad pulled back slightly enough to look down at me; his brow furrowed in that concerned, protective way. “What?” he whispered, wiping one of the tears from my cheek with his thumb.
“He’s been cheating,” I said, my voice trembling. “For weeks, Dad. I had no idea. He lied to me this whole time.”
The silence that followed was heavy. My dad’s grip tightened just a bit, his jaw clenching. He pulled me back into him, hugging me so tight I could barely breathe, but in that moment, I needed it. I needed to feel like someone was holding me together because I was falling apart.
After Dad held me for what felt like ages, he pulled back just enough to look at me, his thumb brushing another tear from my cheek. “You don’t deserve this, sweetheart,” he said, his voice gentle but full of that protective tone.
I sniffled, biting my lip. “I just feel so… dumb, Dad.”
His eyes softened, and he shook his head. “Never say that. You’re one of the smartest people I know. But…” He paused, his lips twitching like he was fighting a smile. “I know something that might make you feel a little better.”
I raised an eyebrow. “What?”
His fingers darted to my sides without warning, wiggling against my ribs. I squealed, trying to squirm away, but he kept at it, tickling me like he used to when I was little. “Dad, no!” I laughed, but I couldn’t help it—the giggles spilt out of me.
He grinned, his hands moving just under the edge of my nightie where I was most ticklish. “Oh, come on, you’re not getting away that easy.”
I wiggled and kicked, trying to catch my breath between bursts of laughter. “Okay, okay! I give up!” I gasped, half-sobbing, half-laughing as I grabbed at his hands, but he was relentless.
Finally, he let up, his chuckle rumbling low in his chest as he leaned back, still sitting beside me on the bed. I wiped my eyes—this time from laughter, not tears.
“There she is,” he said, his voice warm, a little proud. “There’s my girl.”
I sniffled again, but this time, it felt different—lighter. I smiled, still shaky but feeling like I could breathe again. “Thanks, Dad,” I whispered.
I then accidentally glanced down at his boxers; oh my god. His long cock dangling out of the leg of his boxers. It was limp but big.
“Whoa, Dad,” I blurted out, my eyes widening as I stared at his crotch.
Dad looked down, following my gaze, and then chuckled. “Oh shit, I… this is embarrassing, I should’ve put on some pants before coming in here.”
“It’s big,” I said, shocked.
“Princess, you really should stop staring at it like that,” Dad said, his voice a little sheepish as he adjusted himself in his boxers.
“I… I can’t help it,” I replied, still staring at his cock with wide eyes. It was massive, even flaccid. I wondered what it would look like hard.
I blinked, tearing my gaze away from his crotch. I felt my cheeks burning from embarrassment. “I… I’m sorry, Dad,” I mumbled, looking down at my hands.
“It’s okay,” he said, chuckling again. “But seriously, I should get some pants on before this turns into something awkward.” He started to get up, but I reached out, grabbing his arm.
“Wait, Dad,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper.
He looked down at me, raising an eyebrow. “What is it, sweetheart?”
“I… I’m feeling lonely, and you’re here,” I said, looking up at him timidly. I didn’t want to make things weird, but at the same time, I couldn’t ignore the thought that had popped into my head. I wanted that cock.
My dad blinked, a mixture of surprise and concern etched on his features. “You know that’s inappropriate, honey,” he replied, his voice gentle. But I could see something else in his eyes; a glimmer of longing mirrored my own.
“I know, Dad,” I whispered, my eyes pleading. I couldn’t ignore the ache between my legs, the desire that had been building up inside me since I first saw his cock.
I sighed and took off my nightie, completely baring myself in front of my father. His eyes widened as they took in my nakedness, lingering on my breasts and my shaved pussy. I felt a blush spread across my cheeks, but I didn’t look away. I was acting so out of character; not sure what came over me to act like a cheap slut.
“Sweetheart,” he whispered, his voice low and strained. “What are you doing?”
“I… I am horny. Don’t you like my body,” I said as I opened my legs.
“Jesus, honey,” he muttered, his gaze locked on my bare chest. “Of course I do. You’re a beautiful woman, but this… it’s not right.”
I rubbed my pussy a little as I spoke to him, “When was the last time you did it, Dad. Dont you want my pussy.”
“Princess, please. We shouldn’t be doing this,” Dad protested, but his eyes were glued to my bare chest, and his grip on the edge of the bed tightened.
“I’m not a little girl anymore, Dad,” I whispered, inching closer to him. “And I know you want me. I can see it in your eyes and the tent in your boxers” I reached out, placing my hand on his chest.
“I… I can’t deny it, Hannah,” he admitted, his voice strained. He looked down at me, his eyes filled with guilt and desire. “You’re my daughter, and this is wrong. But… God help me, your pussy looks so good and tempting.”
“Then don’t resist it, Daddy,” I whispered, my hand now slowly moving down his chest towards his hardening cock. “I want you inside me. I want to feel your thick rod pulsating deep inside my wet, aching pussy.”
“I don’t have a condom; wait, what am I saying? We… we can’t,” he said as he nearly gave in, or why would he mention condom?
“It’s ok, Dad. I prefer it raw anyway, and I’m on the pill,” I reassured him, my hand now reaching the waistband of his boxers. I gently tugged them down, freeing his thick cock. It stood tall and proud, already glistening with precum at the tip.
Dad’s resolve seemed to crumble as he looked at me, his eyes filled with a mix of guilt and desire. He groaned as I wrapped my hand around his shaft, giving it a gentle squeeze.
“Fuck, Hannah,” he muttered, his head falling back as I began to stroke him. “This is so wrong, but… it feels so good.”
I smiled up at him, my heart pounding with excitement as I continued to pleasure him. I loved the feeling of his hard cock in my hand, the way it twitched and throbbed under my touch.
“Do you want to fuck me, Daddy?” I whispered, my voice husky with desire. “Do you want to slide that big, hard cock inside my tight, wet pussy? Mmm oh, Daddy, I bet you’re good at sex.”
“God, Hannah, I-I don’t know,” Dad stammered, his hips twitching as I continued to stroke him. His hands gripped the sheets tightly, knuckles white with tension. I could see the internal struggle on his face – the conflict between his guilt and his desire.
I kiss the tip of his cock, and lick the precum away as I then take the entire head of his cock into my mouth, swirling my tongue around it. I hear a low groan escape from Dad’s lips as I start to suck on his cock, taking it deeper into my mouth with each bob of my head.
“Hannah, oh fuck,” Dad moans, his hands reaching down to tangle in my hair. I can feel his grip tightening as I take his cock deeper into my throat, hollowing out my cheeks as I suck on him.
“Oh, Daddy, you taste so good,” I say, pulling back to catch my breath. I look up at him with a hungry smile on my face as I continue to stroke his cock. “I want you inside me so badly.”
I start sucking his cock as I take his full length in my throat as I cock as my lips reach the base of the bottom of his cock.
He lets out a deep groan, his hips bucking up off the bed as I take him as deep as I can, my nose buried in the soft patch of hair just above his cock. The sight of me swallowing his entire length makes him lose control; he reaches down and grabs onto my head, guiding me up and down on his cock with a newfound urgency.
“Oh fuck,” he moans, watching me intently as I continue to suck on his thick shaft. “That feels so fucking good.”
I stop sucking his cock as I pull away from him, “lay down, Daddy.”
Dad hesitated for a moment, his eyes wide with surprise and desire. Then he nodded slowly, laying down on the bed as I instructed. I straddled him, positioning my pussy above his cock.
“You’re so fucking beautiful,” he muttered, reaching up to cup my breasts in his hands. His thumbs gently stroked my nipples, causing them to harden under his touch. I moaned softly at the sensation, arching my back slightly to push myself closer to him.
I slowly lowered myself onto his cock, feeling it stretching me open as it slid inside me inch by inch. He let out a low groan of pleasure as I took him in my pussy until I fully sat down on him.
“Ah…” I moaned as I started to rock back and forth.
Dad gasped, his hands sliding down to grab onto my hips as he thrust up into me. I could feel every inch of his cock sliding in and out of my wet pussy, filling me up so perfectly that it made my head spin.
“Oh, Daddy…” I moaned softly as I began to ride him faster and harder.
“Oh God,” Dad muttered between pants, staring at my boobs as they bounced as I rode his cock.
“Oh, Princess,” he groaned, his hands gripping my hips tightly as he thrust up into me. “You feel so fucking good.”
I leaned forward, pressing my chest against his as I continued to ride him. His cock slid in and out of me with ease, “Oh Daddy. Mmmm.”
“You’re so fucking tight, baby,” he moaned, his hands sliding up to cup my breasts as I continued to ride him. “I never thought this would happen.”
“Oh, Dad,” I gasped, my voice breathy and filled with lust. “It feels so good. Your cock is perfect.”
I bounced up and down his cock as my ass slammed down against his balls.
“Oh God,” Dad muttered between pants, “I won’t last much longer.”
I grinned down at him wickedly; I was in complete control now and loved seeing how much I turned him on.
I climbed off him and laid down on my back.
“Your turn, Dad,” I said as he looked at me with lust. “Get on top, Daddy,” I urged him, my voice sultry and enticing.
His eyes were filled with desire as he positioned himself above me, his hard cock sliding between my slick thighs as he prepared to enter me again.
“Oh God, Hannah,” he muttered softly, staring down at me with an expression equal to hunger and disbelief. “You really want this?”
I nodded eagerly, wrapping my arms around his neck and pulling him closer. “I’ve wanted you inside me since I saw your big cock,” I whispered into his ear before nipping playfully at the lobe. “Don’t make me beg. Now FUCK me.”
In one swift motion, Daddy thrusts his cock back into my pussy with a deep groan that reverberates through us both. I gasp in pleasure as he buries himself inside me until his balls are pressed firmly against my ass. It feels so fucking good being filled up by him – there’s no comparison to any other man out there.
Slowly, he pulls out of me just as slowly before sliding back inside again, stretching the walls of my pussy wide open around his thickness with each stroke. It sends shockwaves of pleasure coursing through my body like electricity; all I can do is let out soft whimpers and moans while urging him on with the words “Fuck” or “Harder!” stuttering from my lips between breaths lost in lustful abandon.
His hands grip either side of my head tightly while pounding into me relentlessly from above – it is clear that this moment was long overdue for Daddy, too, because he takes no mercy on either our bodies or our souls while claiming what rightfully belongs to him.
My begging wet cunt accepting every inch of his meaty shaft without hesitation nor regret!
“Oh yes… Harder, fuck my pussy,” I gasped as my dad thrust his cock deeper into me. My heart raced, and a wave of pleasure washed over me. His hands grabbed onto my hips tightly, pulling me back onto his cock with each thrust.
“Oh, Dad,” I moaned softly, my voice breathy and filled with lust. “It feels so good, ah ah… ahh, d-don’t stop.”
I could feel every inch of his cock sliding in and out of my wet pussy; it was an incredible sensation that made all the pain from earlier seem like nothing more than a distant memory. The bed squeaked as he ploughed my aching pussy.
My eyes rolled back into my head as he picked up the pace, slamming into me harder and faster than before. The sounds of our skin slapping together filled the room around us – along with our heavy breathing and low grunts of pleasure.
He shifted my bottom up a little as he adjusted my legs and placed them over his shoulders. He then starts to pound into me heavily. Omg, I’ve never been fucked so hard before like this.
“Shit, Hannah, I’m going to cum!” Dad growled through gritted teeth, sweat dripping from his brow as he thrust into me with wild abandon.
I wrapped my legs around his waist, pulling him in deeper as his cock hit my cervix. The pain mingled with pleasure, making me cry out with each brutal thrust. “Yes, Daddy! Fill me up! Cum inside me!” I pleaded, digging my nails into his back.
Hearing my filthy words sent him over the edge. With one final, powerful thrust, he buried himself deep inside me and released his hot load. I could feel every spurt of cum filling me up, a burning sensation that only fueled my desire.
“Fuck… Hannah…” Dad panted, collapsing on top of me as we both struggled to catch our breath.
The feeling of his weight on top of me was overwhelming, but I didn’t want him to move. I wanted to savour this moment for as long as possible. Our bodies were slick with sweat, and I could feel the heavy thudding of his heart against my chest.
“That was… amazing, Daddy,” I whispered, kissing his sweaty forehead softly. I knew I had broken my promise not to say those words, but it didn’t matter at that moment.
“No,” he murmured, shaking his head slightly. “Not amazing… incredible.”
I glared at him, but my eyes were not angry. Instead, they were filled with amusement and love. “Okay, then. Incredible,” I conceded, smiling up at him.
We lay there in silence for a few moments, basking in the afterglow of our intense lovemaking. But eventually, reality came crashing down on us.
“I’m sorry, Hannah,” Dad whispered, his voice filled with regret. “I never should have done that.”
“I wanted it just as much as you did, Daddy,” I replied, placing a finger on his lips to silence him. “I love you, and what we just did… it was beautiful.”
Dad looked at me, his eyes filled with a mix of emotions – love, guilt, and desire. “I love you too, Hannah,” he said, kissing my forehead. “But what we did… it can’t happen again.”
“I hope it does happen again; wow, that is the best sex ever,” I said, my voice filled with lust and desire.