It's Not Wrong If....
My dad and I were quite close. When my mother divorced him when I was eight years old, him and I were on our own. The divorce had been an ugly one. She had physically and verbally abused him, and she went ballistic when he filed for divorce,
My dad had always said she was a frigid bitch. Never attentive to anything, as cold as ice. Why they had married in the first place, I don't know. But I was happy that it was over with.
One afternoon, I was sitting on my bed doing homework. My room hadn't really changed since I was a child - I hadn't bothered to do it because I was too busy and maybe just a little too lazy as well. So, my walls were painted a light blue color, my bed still had stuffed animals lying on top of it, and I had an ugly, sparkly pink dresser sitting in the corner of my room. My father knocked on the door and proceeded to enter.
"Oh, hi dad." I said, "You're supposed to knock and wait for my answer."
He smiled, showing off his pearly whites. "I know, hun. But I just wanted to let you know to clean your room. It's a damn pigsty!" He exclaimed, his eyes roaming around the room. I was embarrassed because I had a lacy bralette sitting on the ground, brand new and untouched. He didn't seem to mind, though. Since my mother-figure had very early left me, my father took care of me when I had gone through puberty.
Bra shopping, tampons, you name it. He even gave me "The Talk." He wasn't exactly good at explaining things, instead, he simply bent down, grabbed a charging cord, and plugged the end of the cord into the wall. "See?" He had said, "The prong goes in the hole. Make sense?" He had asked my ten-year-old self at the time. I nodded.
"Good." To which he replied.
It was almost comical now. Of course, my eighteen-year-old self managed to fill in the details of sex over the years, it's just something that happens as you age.
"Ariana, did you hear me?" He said, his blue eyes snapping me out of my thoughts.
I nodded. "Yes, dad."
"Good. And put some clothes on, will you? God!" He said, referring to my low-cut shirt.
"Fine, sorry. Are you done?"
"I suppose. And when you're done, come downstairs for dinner." He replied.
And so I did. I cleaned my room and came down for dinner. I had changed and thrown on a fluffy bathrob. I wore nothing underneath it besides underwear, there was no need to wear anything else. I went to the kitchen counter and started dishing myself up some food, when I felt a presence behind me. Suddenly, I realized that I was feeling a draft against my legs.
And then I felt my dad's warm hands on the back of my bare thighs. "Your bathrobe...was, uh, tucked into your panties. I don't know if you realized it or not." My dad said into my ear.
My face burned in embarrassment, but I continued to dish up my food, trying to act unbothered. "Sorry! Oh Gosh, I'm sorry. I didn't know..."
"Shhh, it's okay." I could feel my dad's warm breath in my ear and suddenly, he was pressed up against me. I could feel his bulge against my ass.
"Dad! What are you doing?" I felt frightened, violated, but curious. Turned on, even. Just slightly.
He thrust his hard, jean-covered crotch into my ass as an answer.
"Dad, this is so wrong...." I murmured. My conscience was screaming at me, but I couldn't help but to not stop him.
"It's not wrong if we don't actually have sex, hun. Shhh that's it." He said, voice low and rough.
His words sunk into me like something else soon would. it's not actually wrong? I suppose he had a point as long as we didn't go too far. After all, what's wrong with a little messing around? It just can't go in me.
But still, I didn't know. Part of me wanted to just mess around, but the other part of me said to visit a mental institution to get my head checked. But as long as anyone didn't know....where's the harm?
"Just let me rub it a little." He whispered gruffly into my ear. I shyly nodded and placed my hands on the kitchen counter as he dry-humped me from behind. His crotch rubbed up and down against the length of my ass, and I stuck my butt out more so that his bulge rubbed down my clothed pussy as well. He pulled my bathrobe out of the way so he could get a better angle, and thrust his dick against my panty-clad ass faster.
It felt hot. The situation. The wrongness. His hard penis against my ass. All of it. Hot.
My clit ached to be touched, and I writhed against his thrusting body, wanting some delicious friction myself. My dad chuckled in my ear, his breathy moans further turned me on.
"Let your dad have his turn, first." He whispered into my ear, licking and sucking on my earlobes, which sent shivers of pleasure down my body. Each one of his thrusts pushed my body into the counter, and he grunted with each jerk of his hips. His muscular arms were placed beside my own, his large hands grasping mine on the counter.
He humped me so hard that my body moved with his. It felt like an erotic dance in which I was captivated in. My tits jiggled and wiggled with each movement, and I moaned when I felt his dick twitch on the underside of my wet, hot, tingling pussy.
I wanted to imagine that we were connected. His penis poking and stroking my clit as he thrust wildly in search of my hole. I wanted to imagine his dick filling me up, his heavy balls thumping against my pink clit when he fucked me from behind. I wanted to feel him throb inside of me. It would be tight and wet and hot.
But we couldn't do that. It was wrong. This was wrong. He needed to cum so we could stop this.
"Oh, dad..." I said, "Give it to me."
He grunted and moaned and thrust faster. His breathing heavy, his hot breaths puffing against the back of my neck.
"Oh baby, I'm going to cum." He moaned.
The thought of his penis throbbing and cumming in his pants turned me on and made me moan.
Moments later, he gasped and moaned loudly into my ear. His thrusts were more powerful as he came in his jeans, and each time he sent out a spurt, he would thrust my body into the counter with force. He caught his breath for a few moments, then put my bathrobe back on. Neither of us said a word for several minutes.
"Thanks baby," My dad finally said, "You will get your turn."
I wanted to ask when. But I think that a surprise will be more delightful.
* * *
That night, when I had gone to sleep thinking about the previous event, I heard my door creak open. I slept in nothing but a t-shirt. No panties, no bra. Just a t-shirt. I was vulnerable to the person entering my room.
It was dark, the room was only lit by traces of silvery moonlight, but when I felt a body dip into my bed I knew who it was. I could tell by the cologne he was wearing.
It was my dad.
My stuffed animals were laying around me, scattered in various directions. Some were on the floor, but others were beside me as my dad mounted me. I immediately opened my legs wide, letting him lay over me. My naked pussy brushed against the shirt that was hanging off his body, and he settled himself between my legs.
I could feel the rough, unrelenting sensation of the fabric of his jeans against my pussy when he lowered his hips down onto mine. My pussy lips were spread open because the wider I spread my legs, the more my pussy unfolded like a flower.
I willingly exposed my sensitive clit to the fabric of his jeans and moaned.
"You like that, baby? I knew you would." My dad whispered.
When he thrust, it felt really good. The hard seam of his pants continuously rubbed my clit in ways I hadn't experienced before.
"Oh, dad! Ohh please don't stop." I couldn't help but beg.
And he didn't. I even let him pull my shirt up and suck my little pink nipples that were attached to soft, wiggling tits.
Feeling him hump my raw, open pussy made me extremely wet. I could feel my cunt throbbing and pulsing sexily with need.
My mouth hung open and I let out moans. "Oh, oh...."
"Yes baby. That's it, that's it." My dad whispered huskily in my ear. I knew he had to feel my wetness against his pants.
I wanted to feel more of him. With haste, I started unbuttoning his jeans.
"What are you doing?" He asked sternly, scolding me like a naughty child.
And maybe I was a naughty.
"I want to feel more of you." I gasped. The thought of his rock hard penis caressing my clit through his boxers turned me on like nothing ever has before.
"I am keeping my boxers on." My dad replied, to which I was fine with. Well, I was fine with at that moment.
Because once he took his jeans off and spread my legs open again and positioned his clothed dick between my legs, I moaned loudly. I could feel his cock against me better now, sliding over my clit and stretching my lips wide around the fabric.
His thrusts were hard, jolting my body each time his hips surged forwards and pressed his clothed cock against my bare pussy. The fabric of his boxers felt hot against my wet pussy, and I clenched and unclenched my cunt with the need to cum.
He thrust away between my legs, grunting and groaning. His face swooped down to suck and lick my tits, which were warm and wet from his tongue. I watched as he sucked my pink nipples till they were hard and standing up straight, and I threw my head back in pleasure.
But then I felt skin against my clit and pussy. It didn't feel like fabric was touching me down there anymore.
I caught a glimpse of down below and saw that his penis had come through the hole in his boxers and was now repeatedly sliding against my pussy, spread open and willing for dick.
But neither of us cared. We both were too lost in pleasure to even care.
Each time he drew back his hips, the head of his penis brushed against my wet hole and pushed through my pussy lips, parting them. My pussy lips cradled his cock like a vice, and the fleshy head constantly moved my clit up and down against the length of his shaft each time he moved back and forth.
I moaned and so did he. He was easily sliding against me as he humped my pussy. His balls thumped against my winking asshole and they started to slap against my pussy hole when he moved his hips to thrust up.
The friction of his hard penis sliding against my wet clit was becoming too much. I was going to cum, and I was going to cum hard.
"Dad, your dick against my clit is making me cum. Oh! oh yes!" I exclaimed. To which, daddy thrust harder against me, solidifying my orgasm.
"Ohhh, oh daddy!" At the height of my orgasm, I could feel myself pulse and throb against his dick. It felt like it lasted forever, and my eyes rolled back as my pussy oozed more lubricant and rolled down his shaft.
It was the best orgasm of my life.
"You're so wet," My dad said, "You make daddy so hard."
"Ohhh, dad.."
He wildly started to thrust now, but upon the drawback of his hips and as he started to surge forward, the head of his dick caught on the entrance of my pussy.
His eyes widened in realization and he stared at me, as if asking for permission.
When all I could do was stare back and nod slightly, he nudged it forward and pressed his cock into me. It sunk into me at once, stretching me and filling me. I was stuffed with my dad's cock.
"You're so tight, god...oh..." My dad moaned aloud. He slid his hands under my ass and ground into me hard.
"Your pussy is so wet, baby. So hot and wet." My dad muttered. I could hear the hot, wet sound our connected parts made each time he thrust in and filled me with his dick once more.
He rapidly pulled his dick out until just the head remained inside before thrusting hard and filling me all the way back up, until his balls were tightly pressed against my asshole. He repeatedly did so, again and again.
His balls lewdly slapped against me, they were drenched in my juices so the sound was even louder. He was really railing into my throbbing pussy now, and I wrapped my legs around his hips, pushing him forwards.
He felt hot inside me. It seemed like his penis was swelling up even bigger. I could feel him throb rapidly, and he began to let out low moans.
"Take my cock!" He thrust, my pussy wetly scwelching, "Take it! Oh yes!"
And that's all I could do. Let him dominate my pussy as he used my pink depths to get himself off.
"I'm going to cum. I'm going to cum in your pussy, baby." He gasped. I moaned.
"Daddy, please...." I begged.
And he did. His mouth opened in a silent scream and he thrust his hips hard, sinking himself deep within me. I could feel his balls contracting against my asshole as his dick pulsed inside of me. As he bred me like an animal.
He kissed me passionately on the lips as his penis shot off inside of me. One squirt. Then three. Then another and another. He held himself tight against me, pulling back and thrusting in hard one more time to deliver another pulse and load.
And then he collapsed on top of me, the both of us breathing heavily.
It was extremely sexy.
And so father and daughter fell asleep beside each other that night. Naked and tangled like lovers.
His softening cock still inside of me.
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