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Daddeee is fucking HOTAttention :All erotic stories I post are written , owned and copyrighted by me. They are pure fantasy and are meant for adult erotic fantasy enjoyment only. In NO way, shape or form are any of the fantasies or behaviors in my stories condoned or endorsed in real life. Read them , Enjoy them , Masturbate and cum hard over and over but they are just FANTASY ! If you can’t separate fantasy from real life , please seek professional help. This should satisfy the xhamster sensors … Now hold on for some fuckin HOT Taboo fantasies…. ENJOY ! Daddeee is fucking HOTMy name is Jenna Clark. I just turned twenty last fall. I have dark brown hair, green eyes and a pale complexion, almost alabaster. I have 36 C breasts. My parents are still together, though I know for certain that they haven’t had sex for at least a year. My mother is usually out late at night, and when she does come home, she smells of sex and cologne that isn’t my fathers, so she’s obviously out screwing around with other men. While she’s out being a whore, my father stays at home, cooks, cleans and is both my part time mother and father.My father is a very handsome man, with an athletic body. Muscular arms, and I’d even go as far as saying he had at least a 4 pac across his chest. He has black hair, and bright blue, piercing, almost neon eyes. He has the type of smile that melts anyone’s heart as soon as they look at him. His large, rough hands looked as if they knew where exactly to touch a woman to give her pleasure beyond her wildest imagination. When I was growing up I had a daddy crush on him and would masturbate thinking that I was his girl friend. Most of my girlfriends told me that they had the same feelings towards their dads and that this was normal. I think some of my girlfriends actually fucked their dads but wouldn’t admit it to me. Even today, all grown up , I often fantasize about him and I together, making love, but I know he would never go for it, because it is so taboo. He does not feel the same way about me as I do about him, so Iwould never even bahis firmaları think of bringing up the subject with him.One night, as I lay in bed thinking about his beautiful, manly hands and his massive cock , which I had seen before peeking on him in the shower, while I touched myself, I heard the front door open, signaling mom was home. Way to go, thanks for spoiling the moment.The next morning was Saturday, and surprise, mom was not home. I woke up around 8:30 and got up to go get some breakfast. I figured my father wouldn’t be awake yet, he usually woke up around 10, so I went downstairs wearing only my thong and a spaghetti strap tanktop. I walked down the stairs slowly,careful not to wake him. I went into the kitchen and bent down to get a bowl of cereal from the cupboard. As I did, my thong shifted in place, revealing theback half of my pussy. I didn’t bother to adjust it, no one was around, and it felt pretty nice anyway. When I turned to place the cereal on the counter, I saw two perfect blue eyes staring back at me. My father had been there for the little thong incident! As I examined his shocked face, I saw something in my peripheral vision. He was wearing only his boxers, which left little to the imagination to begin with, never mind after they were stretched tightly over his enlarged, swollen dick. I stared down at it, and as I did, he murmured, “God, you’re so much more beautiful than your mother.”That was all the encouragement I needed. I practically ran over to the sofa and threw myself on him. He grabbed my wrists and held them away, like manacles. “Jen, he said, We cant, its wrong ! Daddy I know you want to , I see how you look at me, I see how you look at my ass and then turn away and pretend that you weren’t. “Daddy I want this too and no one ever has to know” My dad then said to me, “Jen, I’ve always dreamed of this, but are you sure you’re ready?” He asked me, his voice gentle, his eyes searching my face for an answer.”Well…” I said, teasing him, trying to pull away. He realized what I was trying to do and kaçak iddaa loosened his grip on me. I looked away from his perfect, youthful face for a second. Time to stop teasing. Before I knew it, I was kneeling in front of him, pulling his boxers down over his massive erection. It sprang out at me, and for a minute, I just stood there, gaping. “Wow… it’s so… big…” I managed to say.He gave me a wicked smile and pushed my head gently so that my mouth was at the tip of his dick. I took his impressive member in my hand, planting soft kisses on it teasingly, then lightly licking the head with soft, feathery strokes. He seemed to be enjoying this, I could hear a soft moaning coming from theback of his throat. All his inhibitions left as he then shoved the whole thing in my mouth, making me gag. I slobbered and slurped his dick like the hungry little slut he wanted me to be, the little slut he must have fantasized about when he would check out my ass. The it happened, just as I dream about when I was growing up masturbating to this very fantasy, I heard him growl in theback of his throat, signaling he was coming. I felt his warm love spew into my throat and before I had the chance to swallow any of it, he pulled me up on his lap, facing him, and kissed me passionately, shoving his tongue inside my mouth, tasting his love.He sat there kissing me while massaging my breasts and tweaking my rock hard nipples through my tanktop. I could feel his dick growing erect once more,rubbing against my wet pussy through me thong. I subconsciously started to rock my hips on top of it.He pulled away from me with a sly look in his eyes.He lifted me up and stood, setting me down where he had been sitting moments before. Now it was his turn to kneel on the floor in from of me. I felt his large hands tugging at the strings at the sides of my thong, and the ties came undone. The fabric fell away, revealing to him my fine triangle of hair and myswollen, pink, dripping lips. My father bent his head down, and lifted his hands from the sofa to gently graze over my kaçak bahis pussy, making me shudder in delight. But he did not stop there, he placed his hands on both of my hips, and caressed upwards, until his hands reached the hem of my shirt. He put his handsunderneath the material and resumed caressing me, stopping where my waist was thinnest. The fabric all bunched up there, he brought his lips down to my stomach and planted soft kisses all over my belly. OMG all those nights as a teenager lying in my bed dreaming of this and it was happening.He inched his face lower and lower until his mouth was an inch away from my swollen wet pussy.”You smell so good,” he mused. “Oh God Daddy , please don’t tease me,” I replied, gasping for air.He pulled my legs as wide as they would go and lowered his head down so that his mouth was right in between my lips. His tongue darted out, lapping up all of my juices. ” DADDY , OH GOD DADDY I started to moan “DON’T STOP, YES DADDY , I WANT THIS FOR SO LONG…” He decided to shove one of his fingers inside me while he licked and sucked my clit. When I winced in protest, he gave me a look. “You’re not still a virgin are you?” Dad asked me. “Yes Daddy, I was waiting for marriage… or for you.”I was extremely turned on, and I couldn’t hold out much longer. He needed to fuck me, and he needed to do it now. He went back to eating my pussy, licking and darting his tongue in and out, he would go back to my clit, taking the nub in his mouth and sucking it, or playing with it using his tongue. That was IT !! after a few more seconds, I couldn’t take it anymore, my body was spasming and bucking with his every touch. I grinded my pussy in his mouth. ” Daddy ,,, Daddeee ,,, I’m cummming !!! Yes Dadee , Oh God Dadeee I’m cummming. Euphoria spread through me, and I felt like passing out, but I held on and looked him squarely in the eyes.”Fuck me, daddy, Please Fuck Me” ….. To Be Continued…If this story gets 30 comments, I will post part 2A Challenge for my readers : Guys I dare you to lay in bed with your wives/girlfriends and read it to them as they masturbate… Ladies, same thing , I dare you to read it to your man in bed while he masturbates to you reading him this story …. Love to hear how it works out… Thank for reading, hope you enjoyed…

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