Story Excerpt

I Love Daddy, by Jezebel Rose

 

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Sarah loved her father so much that she had a surprise for him. It wasn’t for any special occasion, it was because she felt like she wanted to. Excited after school, she came home and went to her father, hugging the large man. Her hands couldn’t get around him as she looked up at him and smiled, “I had such a great day at school today!”

Han looked down at his daughter. She was so beautiful. Looking much like her long brown haired mother, with a stunning face…

“Dad, I have a surprise for you, but you’ll have to come upstairs.”

Han came out of his thoughts and smiled at his loved daughter, “of course honey. Whatever you want.” He always liked to spoil his daughter despite his wife telling him no. Always loving his daughter with his full heart, he also had a darker side, a side that liked to set up cameras in his daughters room, then masturbate to watching her undress.

Sarah giggled as she jumped up the stairs in her casual school outfit. She had on a white t-shirt with a logo on it, along with a small black skirt that barely covered her toned ass. From time to time she would tan at the salon, enjoying time with her mother, but for the most part, she was a daddy’s girl.

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I watched as my daughter hopped off the high school bus. It was her last year there. Being a senior, she still had to take the bus. I would have gone to get her, but she said to stay home and relax, so I did.

“I’m coming, I’m coming,” I said as I took the stairs one at a time. What could my daughter have gotten for me? I was confused, she was rarely this excited. With her mother being away on a business trip, I assumed she would be sad.

“Don’t come in my bedroom until I say so,” I heard my daughter holler down the hall as I finally reached the top.

Her door shut.

“What are you doing?” I said, walking to the door down the long hallway. We had family pictures lining the wall with Sarah, me and her mother. I made certain we had the most fun vacations I could think of, especially water parks and warmer climates. My daughter had this two piece pink swimsuit that made me hard just thinking about it.

I was at the door. “I’m here, waiting whenever you are ready.”

“Okay, come in,” my daughter said a few minutes later.

I opened the door to see the room dimly lit with candles. My daughter was on the center of her bed in pink frilled lingerie and red lipstick. Her breast mounds were perfect just barely visible under the piece.

Feeling my cock harden, I immediately looked away, “What are you doing babe?”

“I want you daddy, I want you inside of me… I’ve been waiting a long time for this day,” she replied with a giggle at the end.

Turning around, I saw her stunning body against the bed. God I wanted her desperately, but it was so wrong. I shouldn’t be doing this with my daughter. My wife would kill me. The light and dark angels fought in my mind.

“Come to bed with me,” my daughter cooed, “I won’t tell momma, I promise. I’ve been wanting you for so long. Tonight is the perfect night… please, please come take me like you do mother.”

I was wholly hard in my pants as I closed the door behind me. I was going to do it. I was going to have sex with my begging daughter.

Feelings tore at me, thinking about cheating on my wife, or fucking my daughter. It was incest, that was so wrong, or at least I thought it was. My cock knew what it wanted though. I could feel him throbbing against my pants, begging just like my daughter.

I walked into my daughter’s bedroom, mind made up.

“Come over here and let your daughter take care of you,” Sarah said, smiling at me as I sat on her bed. I laid down and then watched her take off my pants, then pull my shirt over my head. She kissed across my hairy chest, then my stomach. I felt her soft pecks on my neck, then my ear as she threw my shirt on the floor.

Her hand moved down to my boxers. I could feel the heat of her hand on my cock, wrapping around my girth and tugging on me. Feeling her mouth against mine, I felt a sort of high as we made out, my hands going to her breasts, feeling her supple, soft nipples. My cock hardened as she stroked me, then pulled off my boxers, feeling my dick with her hand.

She moved slowly, feeling my girth rather than quickly jacking me off like my wife. Her other hand cupped my balls, massaging them in warmth as I felt her body press against mine. “Fuck me daddy, please,” she begged, pulling on my cock, wanting me inside of her.

“You can’t tell your mother,” I said, staring at her.

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