I'm Scared, Daddy !

It was marriage second time around for both Frank and Yvonne, and in truth they were best booster with benefits, rather than being in erotic love. But they had been together for four yr, and the relationship worked ; as well as having cargo in rough-cut, he earned really skillful money - more than Yvonne's maiden husband ever had, so she was happy with her vastly-improved life-style, and she was a with child cook, which was significant to wiener, as he couldn't cook toast ! They were fold to each other and had a moderately active sex life, so boilers suit, it was a successful relationship.

Yvonne's seventeen-year-old daughter, Gillian - or Jilly as she preferred to be called - still lived with them. She was a typically cute thirteen-year-old when Yvonne and Frank first met, and wienerwurst had taken to her immediately, even though she had apparently gone off the rail in a major way after her Father-God had walked out, and it took a good couple of eld for to settle down. She had recently taken to calling him ‘ Dad'instead of dog, and he was secretly delight, hoping he was having a electropositive influence on her.

He was also very aware that she had grown from a girl into a woman while he had been with Yvonne. She was pretty and curvy in a way that he was struggling to disregard. Although she was an grownup now, she was Yvonne's girl, and young enough to be his own. As if that wasn't enough to keep him at bay, he was also sure that she would be totally grossed out if ever did come up on to her. It didn't stop him fantasising about her when he was having sex with Yvonne though, and he was almost certainly that Jilly sometimes flirted with him, but he never took it seriously.

One night, when Yvonne was on night-shift, he went to bed betimes to determine football in bed. It was a treat he could only savour when Yvonne was out. Jilly had been in her room all evening. While he was watching the game, he heard Jilly's door open, and then a knock on his door. He thought he heard her sniff. He slept naked, so he checked he was covered up before inviting her in.

She almost burst into the elbow room and leapt onto the bed, cuddling into him, in tears. She was wearing a taut T. H. White tee shirt with no bra, and garden pink knickers. She had decent-sized tit and her nipples were pressing against the fabric of her shirt. Her longsighted blond fuzz was tied in clump above her ears. He entertained a pass crude sentiment about her, and then silently reprimanded himself for thinking that way when she was clearly distressed.

When he asked her what was improper she explained that she had been watching a horror flick, and it had terrified her. She asked if she could catch some Z's in his bed for the night. She was too frightened to go back to her own room. He hesitated, and she apparently took that as a ‘ yes'as she slid straight beneath the comfort with her pass on his chest and an arm around his shank, squeezing tight.

He felt he had no selection but to let her cuddle in to him ; he would finger awful sending her binding to her room in that state, so he just sighed in submission, put an arm around her shoulder, and carried on watching the game, hoping that would deflect him from thoughts he shouldn't be thinking. It seemed to puzzle out.

He felt her relax, and her breathing fell into a unaccented, steady speech rhythm. He didn't realise her arm had moved until he felt her fingerbreadth reach his pubic hair's-breadth. He froze. Had she done it intentionally ? How should he turn back her without hurting her intuitive feeling ? What if it was unintentional and she was just falling asleep ? Suggesting she was deliberately behaving inappropriately when she wasn't would alarm her.

He waited, trying to convince himself it was innocent. Her ventilation was dull and shoal. She was asleep, wasn't she ? She stirred like she was half-asleep and just getting comfy, but then her manus moved down onto his cock. He didn't dare move. He listened to her external respiration. She was asleep, wasn't she ? She didn't move again, and her breathing stayed light and slacken.

He realised he was breathing Sir Thomas More deeply now, and he could finger his heart lacing faster. She was a beautiful, aphrodisiacal, half-naked young fair sex, and her hand was touching his cock. He wanted her but knew it was wrong. She was his step-daughter, and he had a parental province towards her. He should not be thinking about her house young torso pressed up against him, or her fingerbreadth resting so lightly on his cock.

Despite himself, he felt his peter puff up a little beneath her hand. Then a little more. He was willing himself to hold on. Too late. He was getting an unstoppable erection. He was suddenly cognisant of her finger's breadth curling around his cock and gently massaging it, and it immediately stiffened even more.

"Jilly. No. You mustn't,"he whispered, but she massaged a little more firmly and he groaned as his cock rapidly became fully upright. She was masturbating him properly now, but still beneath the quilt. She released him for a moment, pushing the comforter away to expose him, and his erection slapped against his tummy. She took him in hand again, continuing to masturbate him as quickly as she could. He was witting of the fact that her head was still on his chest of drawers, with her face just inches from the tip of his iron-hard cock.

He thought his head was going to blow up - his mind was screaming at him to stop this immediately, but his shaft was begging for more.

Then Jilly spoke, her part strangely young and girly-sounding."You've got such a big willy, pop. Can I suck it ?"

He was stunned. Before he could respond, she took him in her sass, her head bobbing rhythmically. She had gone seriously off the rails when she was younger, judging from her amazing blowjob skills. He groaned with pleasure at the delicious sensory faculty of her soft sassing and wet tongue caressing the swollen head of his cock, and knew that he was beyond stopping her now.

She rolled over so that she was lying on his peg, gazing up at him with big round inexperienced person eyes as she continued to fellate him, her bunches swaying rhythmically. He was amazed he didn't cum in her mouth instantly.

After a yoke of minutes, she stopped, but held his regard, as she slowly raised up onto her articulatio genus. She peeled off her tee-shirt, then stood straddling his legs and removed her knickers. She was shaved. He didn't dare move. He just stared up at her as she began to rub down her bosom. She let one hand wandered down between her legs, and she licked her lips provocatively as she slid a digit inside herself.

She giggled."Ooh Daddy !"That impossibly sexy, girly spokesperson again."You've made me so wet !"Another giggle."Energy Department daddy desire to play with Jilly's boob ? I bet he does !"

She dropped to her knees, kneeling astride his thighs, and reached for his hired hand, pulling them up to her breasts. They were ardent and business firm, and her neat, pink little teat stiffened with arousal at his legal tender touching. She was stroking his dick again.

She leaned forward until she was almost nose to scent with him, gazing into his eyes. as he gently squeezed her breasts."Jilly wants to take on ponies, and ride on Daddy's big stiff willy,"she whispered playfully, and swiftly lowered herself straight down onto him. He groaned aloud as his whole length slid deep inside her, and she began to worm back and forth, grinding herself off against him.

His head was a hurricane of thoughts : this was so wrong but the feeling of her sozzled wet kitty gliding up and down his arduous beam was exquisite ; he was the adult here and should immediately take control and stop her, but letting her stay in care and use him for her own gratification was too big a turn-on ; he was committing adultery and felt guilty but didn't want it to kibosh ; this was probably incest and illegal, but he couldn't assume his centre off her beautiful body and desperately wanted to cum inside her as her tight young cunt muscles continued to rhythmically stir his rigid cock.

She was extraordinarily gymnastic and rode him at a phenomenal step, grinding her Whitney Moore Young Jr. clit against him until she came, long, hard and loud. She leaned forward and kissed him on the lip for the number 1 fourth dimension, severe and passionate, and he responded, his deal roaming all over her lithe untried body.

She broke away, fluttered her eyelashes, her caput cocked to one position."DOE daddy want a ride on Jilly, now ?"He nodded."Yes, I do,"he breathed.

She rolled off him and onto her rachis, with her knees up near her chest, fully exposing her pussy to him with its soft lips parted and waiting for him, still glossy from her coming. He couldn't resist feasting on her, probing her deeply with his tongue and teasing her button with rapid flicks and gentle suck. She gasped, moaned and bucked, pushing her hips up to meet his face. He ran his spit down the full duration of her cleft, from clit to anus, the tip of his glossa massaging the tight little rosebud for a few moments before returning to her button, sucking it until she squealed and gasped and came again.

He lapped her juices from her and then tenderly kissed his way up her stomach to her Thomas Young bosom. He sucked each nipple before kissing her on the back talk. She could taste herself on him and yearned for him to fuck her. Gazing into her eyes he pushed himself bass inside her in one swift sluttish thrust."Ooh Daddy ! What a big hard willy you've got !"she squealed, as he penetrated her."ride me hard, Daddy. Ride me as fast as you can !"

He didn't need a s invitation and began ramming her as voiceless and as fast as he could. She loved it and yelled her girly boost."piece of tail me, pa ! Fuck me unvoiced. Cum in me, Daddy. Cum in your short girl. squeeze out your cum in me !"

She was scrambling his Einstein. All this ‘ dad'business enterprise was freaking him out. It felt so wrong, and yet it was so incredibly sexy. He rammed her for all he was worth, squeezing her Brigham Young bosom firmly, and feeling his balls slapping against her teen ass until he just couldn't hold off any longer.

She sensed he was on the edge."Cum in me, Daddy ! Squirt in my pussy !"

That blew his mind, and as he came in her he yelled"Oh god, Jilly ! Daddy's cumming in you ! Daddy's cumming in his niggling young lady's pussy !"

As soon as he was done, they collapsed in fits of laughter. He had to ask."What's all this girly ‘ Daddy'business, anyway ?"

She grinned at him."Because I was only thirteen when I first realised I wanted to fuck you. I've been gagging for it ever since ! That's why I put my pilus in Bunche, as if I was 13 again."That made them jape again."And I hadn't been watching a repugnance film. I fibbed. I'd been watching erotica, and it got me so steamy I had to happen a way to come and have sex you."

"Well, I guess it worked !"

They laid together recovering for a while, and then he turned to her.

"What have we done, Jilly ? This is wrong."

She looked back at him."Yeah, but we've both wanted to do for a retentive clock time. Right ?"

He nodded and sighed."I guess."

"It doesn't have to stop here, does it ? I know it was as good for you as it was for me. Anytime I want you, I'll let you know by casually slipping ‘ dada'into the conversation. Mum's already used to me calling you ‘ Dad'now, so she won't notice."

"And how do I let you know that I want you ?"

She laughed."Oh, I've always known what you're thinking about me from the way you look at me. combine me, I'll know when you want to lie with your little girl, Dad. ”