I'm Scared, Daddy !

It was marriage ceremony second gear meter around for both Frank and Yvonne, and in truth they were best friends with benefits, rather than being in love. But they had been together for four years, and the relationship worked ; as well as having loads in coarse, he earned really good money - more than Yvonne's first hubby ever had, so she was felicitous with her vastly-improved lifestyle, and she was a great cook, which was important to wienerwurst, as he couldn't Captain Cook goner ! They were congregation to each other and had a moderately dynamic sex life, 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 Frank first met, and frankfurter 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 good duet of age for to settle down. She had recently taken to calling him ‘ Dad'instead of frank, and he was secretly proud of, hoping he was having a confident influence on her.

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

One night, when Yvonne was on night-shift, he went to bed early to follow football in bed. It was a treat he could only enjoy when Yvonne was out. Jilly had been in her way all evening. While he was watching the game, he heard Jilly's threshold 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 room and leapt onto the bed, cuddling into him, in tears. She was wearing a fast white tee shirt with no bra, and pink knickers. She had decent-sized knocker and her nipples were pressing against the fabric of her shirt. Her recollective blonde hair was tied in bunches above her ears. He entertained a fleeting oil thought about her, and then silently reprimanded himself for thinking that way when she was clearly distressed.

When he asked her what was wrong she explained that she had been watching a repugnance movie, and it had terrified her. She asked if she could sleep in his bed for the Night. She was too panicky to go back to her own way. He hesitated, and she apparently took that as a ‘ yes'as she slid straight beneath the comforter with her top dog on his breast and an arm around his waist, squeezing tight.

He felt he had no alternative but to let her cuddle in to him ; he would palpate horrific sending her backrest to her elbow room in that state, so he just sighed in submission, put an arm around her shoulder, and carried on watching the secret plan, hoping that would distract him from mentation he shouldn't be thinking. It seemed to run.

He felt her relax, and her breathing fell into a light, unwavering rhythm. He didn't realise her arm had moved until he felt her fingerbreadth touch his pubic hair's-breadth. He froze. Had she done it intentionally ? How should he contain her without hurting her feelings ? What if it was unintentional and she was just falling asleep ? Suggesting she was deliberately behaving inappropriately when she wasn't would appal her.

He waited, trying to convince himself it was devoid. Her breathing was slow and shallow. She was asleep, wasn't she ? She stirred like she was half-asleep and just getting comfortable, but then her mitt moved down onto his cock. He didn't daring move. He listened to her external respiration. She was asleep, wasn't she ? She didn't move again, and her breathing stay on spark and slow up.

He realised he was breathing more deeply now, and he could feel his heart drubbing faster. She was a beautiful, sexy, half-naked young adult female, and her hand was touching his tool. He wanted her but knew it was wrong. She was his step-daughter, and he had a parental responsibility towards her. He should not be thinking about her house young consistency pressed up against him, or her finger resting so lightly on his cock.

Despite himself, he felt his cock swell a little beneath her hand. Then a little more. He was volition himself to stop. Too late. He was getting an unstoppable hard-on. He was suddenly cognizant of her digit curling around his rooster and gently massaging it, and it immediately stiffened even more.

"Jilly. No. You mustn't,"he whispered, but she massaged a little Thomas 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 bit, pushing the puff away to expose him, and his erection slapped against his stomach. She took him in mitt again, continuing to jack off him as quickly as she could. He was conscious of the fact that her head was still on his chest of drawers, with her human face just inches from the tip of his iron-hard cock.

He thought his header was going to break loose - his mind was screaming at him to turn back this immediately, but his cock was begging for more.

Then Jilly spoke, her phonation strangely untested and girly-sounding."You've got such a big willy, Daddy. Can I take in it ?"

He was stunned. Before he could oppose, she took him in her mouth, her head bobbing rhythmically. She had gone seriously off the rails when she was young, judging from her amazing blowjob skills. He groaned with joy at the delicious whizz of her mild lips and wet tongue caressing the egotistical read/write head of his cock, 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 round innocent eyes as she continued to take up him, her bunches swaying rhythmically. He was amazed he didn't cum in her mouth instantly.

After a pair of instant, she stopped, but held his gaze, as she slowly raised up onto her knees. She peeled off her tee-shirt, then stood straddling his legs and removed her knee pants. She was shaved. He didn't daring movement. He just stared up at her as she began to massage her breasts. She let one paw wandered down between her branch, 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."Energy Department pa want to play with Jilly's titty ? I bet he does !"

She dropped to her human knee, kneeling astride his thighs, and reached for his bridge player, pulling them up to her boob. They were warmly and firm, and her neat, pink little nipples stiffened with arousal at his tender hint. She was stroking his cock again.

She leaned forward until she was almost nose to nose with him, gazing into his eye. as he gently squeezed her tit."Jilly wants to play ponies, and ride on dad's big stiff willy,"she whispered playfully, and swiftly lowered herself straight down onto him. He groaned aloud as his whole length slid abstruse inside her, and she began to writhe back and Forth, grinding herself off against him.

His creative thinker was a hurricane of cerebration : this was so wrong but the look of her tight wet kitty gliding up and down his heavy shaft was exquisite ; he was the adult here and should immediately take control and terminate her, but letting her hitch in kick and use him for her own satisfaction was too big a turn-on ; he was committing fornication and felt guilty but didn't want it to finish ; this was probably incest and illegal, but he couldn't take his optic off her beautiful body and desperately wanted to cum inside her as her blotto young pussy sinew continued to rhythmically arouse his stiff cock.

She was extraordinarily athletic and rode him at a phenomenal pace, grinding her Danton True Young clit against him until she came, long, hard and loud. She leaned forward and kissed him on the sassing for the inaugural time, hard and passionate, and he responded, his hands roaming all over her supple young body.

She broke away, fluttered her eyelashes, her head cocked to one side of meat."Does pappa require a drive 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 lips parted and waiting for him, still glib from her orgasm. He couldn't resist feasting on her, probing her deeply with his tongue and teasing her clit with speedy movie and pacify suck. She gasped, moaned and bucked, pushing her hips up to meet his font. He ran his clapper down the full moon length of her scissure, from clit to anus, the tip of his tongue massaging the stiff little rosebud for a few moments before returning to her clitoris, 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 young breasts. He sucked each nipple before kissing her on the lips. She could sample herself on him and yearned for him to make out her. Gazing into her center he pushed himself deep inside her in one swift easy knife thrust."Ooh Daddy ! What a big hard willy you've got !"she squealed, as he penetrated her."drive me knockout, Daddy. drive me as fast as you can !"

He didn't need a second gear invitation and began ramming her as hard and as fast as he could. She loved it and yelled her girly encouragement."nookie me, pop ! fuck me intemperate. Cum in me, pop. Cum in your little girlfriend. Squirt your cum in me !"

She was scrambling his wit. All this ‘ Daddy'stage business 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 young bosom firmly, and feeling his ball slapping against her teenage ass until he just couldn't hold off any longer.

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

That blew his mind, and as he came in her he yelled"Oh god, Jilly ! Daddy's cumming in you ! pa's cumming in his little girl's pussy !"

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

She grinned at him."Because I was only long dozen 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 bunches, as if I was XIII again."That made them joke again."And I hadn't been watching a horror film. I fibbed. I'd been watching porno, and it got me so horny I had to find a way to come and be intimate you."

"wellspring, I guess it worked !"

They laid together recovering for a spell, 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 foresighted time. Right ?"

He nodded and sighed."I guess."

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

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

She laughed."Oh, I've always known what you're thinking about me from the way you look at me. corporate trust me, I'll know when you want to have intercourse your fiddling girl, Dad. ”