Story Excerpt

Daddy’s Little Sweetheart, by Jezebel Rose

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As I walked into the room, she stood there by the door, wearing nothing but a thin white cotton shirt and her silky, smooth, pale, olive flesh visible.

My daughter was petite, with jet black hair and floorless skin. She took my breath away, and I could feel my cock, throbbing at the thought of her.

Serene looked at me as I walked over, a smile on her face in anticipation of what was to come.

I stepped back to admire her slender curves, my daughter’s dark nipples pressing through the fabric of the shirt and barely visible areola showing through the thin material. I ran my fingertips around the curves of each small breast, circling into the nipple, brushing over them, pinching them softly. Watching her face as her lips parted and she licked her lips.

Serene moaned with pleasure as I squeezed her nipples a little harder, watching as they puckered up under the shirt, watching how the fabric draped and creased over them. Her hand reached down to my pants and stroked over the large bulge that had formed against my hip.

I took her hand and led her to the bed. I knew she would want to prolong the anticipation. I unfastened my daughter’s shirt one button at a time, kissing her flesh as it was exposed. She arched back for my mouth, aching to feel her nipples in my mouth. I lowered my head and took slow, deliberate licks across each of her hard nipples. Taking each one in my mouth and making sure I teased them, sucking them hard enough to make Serene moan out in pleasure as they went even harder between my lips.

My hand wandered down to her firm thighs, feeling her smooth, waked mound between them.

Her pussy lips were swollen and wet.

My fingers were feeling daughter’s slippery nectar as I teased them carefully apart, pushing slowly between them, up over her clit.

My finger, sliding with ease as her wetness lubricated its path. I kissed my daughter gently as I massaged my eager digits between her snatch, her smooth mound under my palm. My lips traced down Serene’s neck to her collar bone, tasting her porcelain skin.

As I moved down over her stomach, I lifted one of her small feet onto the bed. Her legs now parted, opening my daughter’s pussy up for me. I paused to study its perfection.

Between the perfectly smooth outer lips of her pussy, her labia had opened like a lotus, slightly darker olive skin, swollen, misted in her juices. I pushed my face into her, between her legs, and took a slow lick, flattening my tongue as I pushed it against her. Her taste was sweet, her folds moving as my mouth pushed her labia aside. I lapped at her like she was filled with honey. I pushed my tongue as deep as possible inside of her, thrusting and swirling, then moving up to her clit. My daughter dropped her hands to her mound, holding herself open for me. I took my daughter’s clit in my mouth and sucked it, gently at first but then harder, my tongue flicking over it. I could feel the build-up against my mouth as she pushed her hips against my face in time with my tongue. I stopped just as she was about to cum. Her hands pushed my mouth away from her aching pussy. She wasn’t ready yet. All I wanted to do was feel her gushing against me. I wanted to taste her cum.

I slid the shirt off her shoulders, and she laid herself down on the bed face down. I needed to get myself undressed, so I removed my clothing, almost falling as I took my pants down. Once naked, I kneeled next to her, picking up the bottle of warm oil and drizzled it all over her body. I watched as it ran over her back, between her ass cheeks, and pooled in-between her shoulders. I rubbed my hands together to warm them then I slowly spread the oil all over her small, tight body. I made sure the scented oil-covered every spot of visible skin. I straddled her and started to massage her back. I could feel the tension under her skin as I pushed into her muscles. She relaxed as my hands and fingers manipulated and soothed. I then moved down to her feet, using long strokes with my hands, feeling her legs, noticing that they were just as smooth as her mound.

I pushed oil around her butt and down between her thighs, brushing lightly over her dripping, wet pussy. I ignored it as best I could, my cock straining, reaching the sky. Massaging each calf, each thigh, first the outside, then working towards the inside. Each time, brushing over her sweet, wet pussy, her hips lifting each time, my fingers brushed her pliable, sort labia.

I eased open her legs wider. Her pussy was so swollen and wet that all I wanted was to feel that tight pussy grip my hard shaft as I slid deep inside. I reached between her legs, putting my fingers against her smooth skin, and massaged her wet labia and clit. Her sweet juices were running out, oozing at her tight entrance, and running slowly between her lips, over her hard clit. I pushed two fingers inside of her as she lifted her ass, welcoming the gentle invasion of her cunt. I pressed into her, curling my fingers, feeling for the spongy softness of her g-spot. I made slow circles and moved back and forth against the front wall of her pussy.

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