I'm Scared, dad !

It was marriage second time around for both frankfurter and Yvonne, and in truth they were best friend with benefits, rather than being in love. But they had been together for four twelvemonth, and the kinship worked ; as well as having load in rough-cut, he earned really salutary money - more than Yvonne's first husband ever had, so she was happy with her vastly-improved lifestyle, and she was a great Captain Cook, which was important to Frank, as he couldn't cook toast ! They were fold to each early and had a moderately participating sex living, so overall, 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 precious thirteen-year-old when Yvonne and hotdog first met, and Frank had taken to her immediately, even though she had apparently gone off the rails in a major way after her father had walked out, and it took a full couplet of geezerhood for to settle down. She had recently taken to calling him ‘ Dad'instead of Frank, and he was secretly pleased, hoping he was having a positivistic 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 ignore. Although she was an grownup now, she was Yvonne's daughter, and Edward 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 total on to her. It didn't stop him fantasising about her when he was having sex with Yvonne though, and he was almost for certain that Jilly sometimes flirted with him, but he never took it seriously.

One nighttime, when Yvonne was on night-shift, he went to bed early to watch football in bed. It was a treat he could only savor when Yvonne was out. Jilly had been in her way all evening. While he was watching the secret plan, he heard Jilly's door open, and then a knock on his door. He thought he heard her snuff. He slept bare, so he checked he was covered up before inviting her in.

She almost burst into the room and leapt onto the bed, cuddling into him, in split. She was wearing a sloshed White River tee shirt with no bra, and pink knickers. She had decent-sized breasts and her teat were pressing against the fabric of her shirt. Her long blonde hairsbreadth was tied in clustering above her auricle. He entertained a fleeting crude thought about her, and then silently reprimanded himself for thinking that way when she was clearly distressed.

When he asked her what was wrongfulness she explained that she had been watching a horror movie, and it had terrified her. She asked if she could sleep in his bed for the Nox. She was too panic-stricken 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 head on his dresser and an arm around his shank, squeezing tight.

He felt he had no choice but to let her cuddle in to him ; he would feel awful sending her back to her room in that commonwealth, so he just sighed in submission, put an arm around her shoulder, and carried on watching the secret plan, hoping that would perturb him from thought process he shouldn't be thinking. It seemed to figure out.

He felt her relax, and her respiration fell into a calorie-free, steady speech rhythm. He didn't realise her arm had moved until he felt her fingers contact his pubic hair. He froze. Had she done it intentionally ? How should he cease her without hurting her opinion ? What if it was unwitting and she was just falling asleep ? Suggesting she was deliberately behaving inappropriately when she wasn't would alarm her.

He waited, trying to win over himself it was innocent. Her respiration was slow and shallow. She was asleep, wasn't she ? She stirred like she was half-asleep and just getting well-to-do, but then her hand moved down onto his tool. He didn't dare move. He listened to her breathing. She was asleep, wasn't she ? She didn't move again, and her breathing stayed Light Within and decelerate.

He realised he was breathing more deeply now, and he could find his gist beating faster. She was a beautiful, aphrodisiacal, half-naked Lester Willis Young woman, and her hand was touching his cock. He wanted her but knew it was faulty. She was his step-daughter, and he had a parental responsibility towards her. He should not be thinking about her firm young body pressed up against him, or her digit resting so lightly on his cock.

Despite himself, he felt his shaft tumesce a petty beneath her hired hand. Then a little more. He was will himself to stop. Too late. He was getting an unstoppable hard-on. He was suddenly mindful of her fingers curling around his peter 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 erect. She was masturbating him properly now, but still beneath the quilt. She released him for a moment, pushing the comfort away to endanger him, and his hard-on slapped against his belly. She took him in hand again, continuing to masturbate him as quickly as she could. He was conscious of the fact that her head was still on his dresser, with her grimace just inch from the tip of his iron-hard stopcock.

He thought his pass was going to explode - his mind was screaming at him to stop this immediately, but his cock was begging for more.

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

He was stunned. Before he could react, she took him in her mouth, her headway bobbing rhythmically. She had gone seriously off the rails when she was younger, judging from her amaze blowjob accomplishment. He groaned with pleasure at the pleasant-tasting sensations of her soft rim and wet natural language caressing the swollen head of his peter, and knew that he was beyond stopping her now.

She rolled over so that she was lying on his stage, gazing up at him with big beat innocent eye as she continued to suck him, her clump swaying rhythmically. He was amazed he didn't cum in her back talk instantly.

After a couple of hour, she stopped, but held his gaze, as she slowly raised up onto her knee joint. 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 massage her tit. She let one hired hand wandered down between her wooden leg, and she licked her lips provocatively as she slid a finger's breadth inside herself.

She giggled."Ooh Daddy !"That impossibly sexy, girly voice again."You've made me so wet !"Another giggle."Does Daddy need to work with Jilly's titties ? I bet he does !"

She dropped to her knee joint, kneeling astride his thighs, and reached for his hands, pulling them up to her breast. They were warm and firm, and her neat, ping trivial nipples stiffened with arousal at his tender touch. She was stroking his cock again.

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

His mind was a hurricane of thoughts : this was so amiss but the feeling of her tight wet pussy gliding up and down his tough shaft was exquisite ; he was the adult here and should immediately take up control and arrest her, but letting her hitch in cathexis and use him for her own satisfaction was too big a turn-on ; he was committing adultery and felt guilty but didn't want it to stop ; this was probably incest and illegal, but he couldn't take up his eyes off her beautiful eubstance and desperately wanted to cum inside her as her tight Young pussy muscular tissue continued to rhythmically stimulate his rigid peter.

She was extraordinarily athletic and rode him at a phenomenal pace, grinding her young button against him until she came, long, voiceless and loudly. She leaned forward and kissed him on the lips for the first time, punishing and passionate, and he responded, his hands roaming all over her slender young body.

She broke away, fluttered her eyelashes, her head cocked to one side."doe dad need a ride on Jilly, now ?"He nodded."Yes, I do,"he breathed.

She rolled off him and onto her back, with her knees up near her chest, fully exposing her pussy to him with its delicate mouth parted and waiting for him, still slick down from her orgasm. He couldn't resist feasting on her, probing her deeply with his spit and teasing her clit with rapid flick and gentle suction. She gasped, moaned and bucked, pushing her rosehip up to come across his expression. He ran his tongue down the full length of her cleft, from clit to anus, the tip of his knife massaging the tight little rosebud for a few mo before returning to her clit, sucking it until she squealed and gasped and came again.

He lapped her juice from her and then tenderly kissed his way up her stomach to her Lester Willis Young bosom. He sucked each nipple before kissing her on the lips. She could taste herself on him and yearned for him to fuck her. Gazing into her oculus he pushed himself deep inside her in one swift easy thrusting."Ooh Daddy ! What a big hard willy you've got !"she squealed, as he penetrated her."Ride me intemperate, daddy. tease me as fast as you can !"

He didn't need a secondment invitation and began ramming her as voiceless and as fast as he could. She loved it and yelled her girly encouragement."Fuck me, dada ! Fuck me harder. Cum in me, pappa. Cum in your little missy. Squirt your cum in me !"

She was scrambling his brain. All this ‘ daddy'business was freaking him out. It felt so awry, and yet it was so incredibly sexy. He rammed her for all he was Charles Frederick Worth, squeezing her Whitney Young bosom firmly, and feeling his balls slapping against her teenage ass until he just couldn't hold off any longer.

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

That blew his mind, and as he came in her he yelled"Oh god, Jilly ! Daddy's cumming in you ! dada's cumming in his little girl'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 hair in Bunche, as if I was 13 again."That made them joke again."And I hadn't been watching a horror pic. I fibbed. I'd been watching erotica, and it got me so horny I had to find a way to follow and hump you."

"fountainhead, 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 long time. Right ?"

He nodded and sighed."I guess."

"It doesn't have to terminate here, does it ? I know it was as trade 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 have it off that I want you ?"

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