I'm Scared, Daddy !

It was marriage s time around for both Frank and Yvonne, and in verity they were best friends with benefit, rather than being in love. But they had been together for four years, and the relationship worked ; as well as having shipment in commons, he earned really good money - more than Yvonne's inaugural married man ever had, so she was happy with her vastly-improved lifestyle, and she was a great cook, which was important to Frank, as he couldn't cook toast ! They were faithful 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 wienerwurst 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 good couple of years for to go down down. She had recently taken to calling him ‘ Dad'instead of Frank, and he was secretly pleased, hoping he was having a positive influence on her.

He was also very cognisant that she had grown from a daughter into a woman while he had been with Yvonne. She was pretty and curvy in a way that he was struggling to snub. Although she was an adult now, she was Yvonne's daughter, and young enough to be his own. As if that wasn't enough to hold him at bay, he was also sure as shooting 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 sure that Jilly sometimes flirted with him, but he never took it seriously.

One night, when Yvonne was on night-shift, he went to bed former to follow football in bed. It was a delicacy 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 doorway unfold, and then a belt 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 tight snowy tee shirt with no bra, and pink knee pants. She had decent-sized white meat and her tit were pressing against the fabric of her shirt. Her long blonde hair's-breadth was tied in bunches above her pinna. 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 wrong she explained that she had been watching a horror moving picture, and it had terrified her. She asked if she could sleep in his bed for the night. She was too scared to go back to her own room. He hesitated, and she apparently took that as a ‘ yes'as she slid straight beneath the puff with her head on his bureau and an arm around his waistline, squeezing tight.

He felt he had no choice but to let her cuddle in to him ; he would finger awed sending her back to her room in that country, so he just sighed in meekness, put an arm around her articulatio humeri, and carried on watching the plot, hoping that would distract him from intellection he shouldn't be thinking. It seemed to work.

He felt her relax, and her respiration fell into a light, steady rhythm. He didn't realise her arm had moved until he felt her fingers touch his pubic whisker. He froze. Had she done it intentionally ? How should he stop her without hurting her notion ? 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 inexperienced person. Her breathing was easy and shallow. She was asleep, wasn't she ? She stirred like she was half-asleep and just getting comfortable, but then her paw moved down onto his cock. He didn't dare move. He listened to her breathing. She was asleep, wasn't she ? She didn't move again, and her breathing last out light and slow.

He realised he was breathing More deeply now, and he could finger his heart licking faster. She was a beautiful, sexy, half-naked young cleaning lady, and her hired hand was touching his rooster. He wanted her but knew it was wrong. She was his step-daughter, and he had a maternal responsibility towards her. He should not be thinking about her firm young torso pressed up against him, or her fingers resting so lightly on his cock.

Despite himself, he felt his cock swell a little beneath her hired hand. Then a little more. He was willing himself to cease. Too late. He was getting an unstoppable erection. He was suddenly aware of her fingers 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 than firmly and he groaned as his cock rapidly became fully put up. She was masturbating him properly now, but still beneath the quilt. She released him for a moment, pushing the quilt away to expose him, and his hard-on slapped against his breadbasket. 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 breast, with her face just inches from the tip of his iron-hard cock.

He thought his head was going to set off - his mind was screaming at him to stop this immediately, but his hammer 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 read/write head bobbing rhythmically. She had gone seriously off the rails when she was younger, judging from her amazing blowjob attainment. He groaned with pleasure at the toothsome sensory faculty of her balmy sassing and wet tongue caressing the well psyche of his cock, and knew that he was beyond stopping her now.

She rolled over so that she was lying on his pegleg, gazing up at him with big round clean-handed optic as she continued to suck him, her cluster swaying rhythmically. He was amazed he didn't cum in her mouth instantly.

After a dyad of minute, she stopped, but held his gaze, as she slowly raised up onto her knees. She peeled off her tee-shirt, then stood straddling his peg and removed her knickers. She was shaved. He didn't dare move. He just stared up at her as she began to massage her breasts. She let one mitt wandered down between her legs, and she licked her lips provocatively as she slid a finger inside herself.

She giggled."Ooh Daddy !"That impossibly sexy, girly part again."You've made me so wet !"Another giggle."DOE dad want to act with Jilly's breast ? I bet he does !"

She dropped to her articulatio genus, kneeling astride his thighs, and reached for his manpower, pulling them up to her breasts. They were fond and firm, and her neat, tap little mamilla stiffened with arousal at his attendant spot. She was stroking his hammer again.

She leaned forward until she was almost nuzzle to intrude with him, gazing into his eyes. as he gently squeezed her breasts."Jilly wants to act as 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 duration slid deep inside her, and she began to worm back and Forth River, grinding herself off against him.

His mind was a hurricane of persuasion : this was so wrong but the feeling of her slopped wet pussy gliding up and down his hard rotating shaft was exquisite ; he was the grownup here and should immediately look at control condition and bar her, but letting her stay in charge 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 his eyes off her beautiful eubstance and desperately wanted to cum inside her as her tight young pussy muscles continued to rhythmically arouse his rigid stopcock.

She was extraordinarily athletic and rode him at a phenomenal pace, grinding her young clit against him until she came, long, hard and loud. She leaned forward and kissed him on the lips for the kickoff clip, hard and passionate, and he responded, his mitt roaming all over her supple unseasoned body.

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

She rolled off him and onto her rachis, with her knee up near her dresser, fully exposing her pussy to him with its frail mouth parted and waiting for him, still wily from her orgasm. He couldn't resist feasting on her, probing her deeply with his knife and teasing her clit with speedy flicks and gentle sucks. She gasped, moaned and bucked, pushing her hip up to forgather his face. He ran his tongue down the full length of her fissure, from button to anus, the tip of his tongue massaging the tight short rosebud for a few minute 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 venter to her young chest. He sucked each tit before kissing her on the mouth. She could smack herself on him and yearned for him to fuck her. Gazing into her eyes he pushed himself deep inside her in one Gustavus Franklin Swift light thrust."Ooh Daddy ! What a big hard willy you've got !"she squealed, as he penetrated her."drive me unvoiced, Daddy. Ride me as fast as you can !"

He didn't need a second invitation and began ramming her as grueling and as fast as he could. She loved it and yelled her girly boost."Fuck me, pappa ! Fuck me heavily. Cum in me, Daddy. Cum in your little girl. Squirt your cum in me !"

She was scrambling his brain. All this ‘ Daddy'concern 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 breasts firmly, and feeling his globe slapping against her teenage ass until he just couldn't hold off any longer.

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

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

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

She grinned at him."Because I was only thirteen when I first realised I wanted to love you. I've been gagging for it ever since ! That's why I put my hair in bunches, as if I was thirteen again."That made them joke again."And I hadn't been watching a repulsion flick. I fibbed. I'd been watching porn, and it got me so horny I had to encounter a way to come and have intercourse 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 long 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 ‘ 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 bed 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 fiddling girl, Dad. ”