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By [email protected] A horny dad manipulates his way into a sexual adventure
I’m a divorced dad with sole custody of my 13-year old daughter, Lexi. Lexi is a hot, mini-version of my ex-wife. Tight, curly black hair, small orange-sized tits, a great ass, and a brown eyes you could swim in. I’m constantly fighting the urge to bend Lexi over the table and take her roughly. I have let my hands wander a little inappropriately when giving her a massage, though I don’t feel I’ve crossed the line too far. Needless to say, when I’m stroking my hard cock at night, it’s often Lexi that is fueling my fire.
A few days ago, Lexi returned home on a Sunday afternoon from a sleepover at her friend Sasha’s house. Lexi was quiet and I could tell she had something weighing upon her mind. With two cups of coffee in my hands, I sat next to her on the couch.
“Penny for your thoughts,” I said as I took an opportunity to peer down the neckline of my daughter’s loose fitting t-shirt. For a fleeting moment I was rewarded with the vision of the top swell on my daughter’s breast. Instinctively Lexi brought her hand to her throat to block my prying eyes.
Lexi took a sip of coffee from the mug I’d placed before her. “Dad,” she said with a worried, wrinkled brow. Lexi moaned at my rubbing allowing her breasts to reappear as her shirt billowed.
“I can tell you things…right?”
“Sure, baby…” I responded as I let my hands slide down my daughter’s back.
“Last night was great. Sasha and I had fun. We watched horror movies, and made s’mores on the back porch, and practiced putting on make-up.”
My hands kneaded my daughter’s sides. “I’m glad you had fun with your friend, honey,” I said as I continued my massage. “But, why do you seem sad?”
“Not sad, Dad.” She said with a moan as my hand inched around to her rib cage continuing to press and rub her olive-colored skin. “Confused? Yes. Shocked, even.”
I debated letting my hand rise to her breasts. I’m certain that she would have let me, but I knew I wouldn’t be able to stop once I went that far.
“What shocked you, baby?” I asked.
“Well,” she said as she leaned into my arms, “after we fell asleep I was jolted awake for some reason. Maybe a bad dream caused by the horror movies…but I dont remember.”
I leaned my daughter toward and repositioned myself so she sat between my legs. My cock always became engorged when massaging her and the idea that she would feel it but not say anything about feeling it pressed against her excited me.
“I’m sorry you had a bad dream,” I said.
“But that’s not what confused and shocked me, daddy.”
“Oh,” I said and brought my hands to her hair, moved it exposing her neck, which I gently kissed.
“Sasha wasn’t in bed. I whispered her name in the darkness but she didn’t answer. I got up and peeked down the hall. A light was on in her dad’s study and I could make out faint murmurs of conversation.”
I lifted my daughter up and lay her against the arm rest of the black leather couch. I lifted her right foot and placed it against my cock and lifted her left foot and began pressing my thumbs into the soft flesh that was the sole of her foot. She gasped softly.
“I quietly approached the door to the study. I could make out Sasha’s voice. She said, ‘yes, daddy” several times.”
I placed Lexi’s right foot against my now steel-hard cock and began to massage her left.
“I peeked through the door, daddy.” I swear as Lexi told me this I felt a subtle flex from Lexi’s foot increasing the pressure against my cock.
“What did you see, Lexi?”
“Oh, I don’t think I can say, daddy…”
Dropping my daughter’s foot, I slid my hands over her shins and halfway up her thighs.
“You can say, Lexi. Trust your father.”
Lexi averted her eyes. “Come on, baby…what did you see that shocked you?”
Lexi pressed her eyes shut and I sent my hands back up her thighs, this time just past the hem of the loose cotton shorts she wore.
“Dad, you cannot tell a soul! Do you promise?”
As I nodded my solemn word, Lexi began describing what she saw the night before.
“Mr. Stein was sitting in his leather office chair. You know, the kind with wheels like a teacher might have. Sasha was on her knees between his legs. He had a tight grip on her ponytail. And…and…”
“What, Lexi?” I insisted.
“Sasha was doing things to her daddy with her mouth…bad things.”
I slid my hands up my daughter’s thighs again. This time not stopping until I felt the silky fabric of her panties. I took a deep breath and stood up.
“Lexi. I will keep your secret. And, in a minute I want you to tell me more about how you’re feeling. But, I need a moment to think. I’ll be right back…okay, honey”.
I turned and left the room certain that my daughter had taken in the sight of the massive tent in the crotch of my pants.
In the bathroom, I pulled my cock through the fly of my pants, spit in the palm of my hand, and began stroking. My daughter had watched her cute friend Sasha suck her father’s dick. I imagined my Lexi peering into Mr. Stein’s study and could see through my daughter’s eyes as Sasha’s dad pushed down on his daughter’s head, forcing Sasha to take more and more of his penis. But what did Lexi feel as she watched. Disgust? Arousal? Did my hot little girl’s panties fill with damp girl juice? Did Lexi turn and run in horror? Or did she let her fingers slip between her thighs and diddle herself in delight? It must have turned Lexi on this sight. I imagined my daughter’s fingers dancing over her clit and it made me cum. Long ropes of sperm erupted across the bathroom sink.
“Oh, fuuuuuuk!” I yelled as the intense orgasm overwhelmed me.
“Daddy?” I heard from the other room.
Part II soon. [email protected] for constructive criticism or story suggestions.
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