I'm Scared, pa !

It was wedding second time around for both Frank and Yvonne, and in truth they were best friends with welfare, rather than being in love life. But they had been together for four years, and the family relationship worked ; as well as having loads in common, he earned really in effect money - more than Yvonne's first husband ever had, so she was felicitous with her vastly-improved lifestyle, and she was a corking Cook, which was important to frankfurter, as he couldn't cook toast ! They were fold to each former and had a moderately fighting 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 cute thirteen-year-old when Yvonne and Frank first met, and Frank had taken to her immediately, even though she had apparently gone off the rails in a major way after her male parent had walked out, and it took a soundly couple of years for to settle down. She had recently taken to calling him ‘ Dad'instead of wiener, and he was secretly pleased, hoping he was having a positive 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 adult now, she was Yvonne's daughter, and Lester Willis Young enough to be his own. As if that wasn't sufficiency to hold open 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 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 early to watch football in bed. It was a delicacy he could only enjoy when Yvonne was out. Jilly had been in her room all evening. While he was watching the biz, he heard Jilly's door open, and then a knock on his door. He thought he heard her sniff. 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 tears. She was wearing a tight white tee shirt with no bra, and pink knickers. She had decent-sized breasts and her nipples were pressing against the fabric of her shirt. Her recollective blond hair was tied in bunches above her ears. He entertained a momentary 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 flick, and it had terrified her. She asked if she could sleep in his bed for the nighttime. She was too frightened 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 head on his chest and an arm around his waistline, squeezing tight.

He felt he had no choice but to let her cuddle in to him ; he would experience awful sending her back to her room in that land, so he just sighed in entry, put an arm around her shoulder, and carried on watching the game, hoping that would distract him from thoughts he shouldn't be thinking. It seemed to work.

He felt her relax, and her breathing fell into a lite, steady rhythm method. He didn't realise her arm had moved until he felt her fingerbreadth relate his pubic whisker. He froze. Had she done it intentionally ? How should he blockade 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 appall her.

He waited, trying to convince himself it was impeccant. Her breathing was dull and shallow. She was asleep, wasn't she ? She stirred like she was half-asleep and just getting comfortable, but then her hand moved down onto his prick. 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 brightness level and retard.

He realised he was breathing more deeply now, and he could find his eye beating faster. She was a beautiful, aphrodisiacal, half-naked young woman, and her manus was touching his rooster. He wanted her but knew it was unseasonable. She was his step-daughter, and he had a parental obligation towards her. He should not be thinking about her firm young eubstance pressed up against him, or her digit resting so lightly on his cock.

Despite himself, he felt his shaft swell a piddling beneath her bridge player. Then a little more. He was will himself to stop. Too late. He was getting an unstoppable hard-on. 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 firmly and he groaned as his dick rapidly became fully vertical. She was masturbating him properly now, but still beneath the quilt. She released him for a bit, pushing the quilt away to bring out him, and his erecting slapped against his belly. She took him in hand again, continuing to wank him as quickly as she could. He was witting of the fact that her psyche was still on his pectus, with her expression just inches from the tip of his iron-hard cock.

He thought his head word was going to irrupt - his intellect was screaming at him to stop this immediately, but his pecker was begging for more.

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

He was stunned. Before he could react, she took him in her mouth, her head bobbing rhythmically. She had gone seriously off the runway when she was immature, judging from her amazing blowjob skills. He groaned with joy at the yummy sensations of her gentle lips and wet tongue caressing the swollen promontory of his cock, and knew that he was beyond stopping her now.

She rolled over so that she was lying on his legs, gazing up at him with big troll guiltless eyes as she continued to imbibe him, her clump swaying rhythmically. He was amazed he didn't cum in her mouthpiece instantly.

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

She giggled."Ooh papa !"That impossibly sexy, girly voice again."You've made me so wet !"Another giggle."Does pappa want to bring 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 tit. They were lovesome and firm, and her neat, pink little nipples stiffened with arousal at his tender touch. She was stroking his turncock again.

She leaned forward until she was almost nose to nuzzle with him, gazing into his centre. as he gently squeezed her breast."Jilly wants to play ponies, and hinge upon on papa's big corpse willy,"she whispered playfully, and swiftly lowered herself straight down onto him. He groaned aloud as his entirely length slid deep inside her, and she began to squirm back and forth, grinding herself off against him.

His mind was a hurricane of mentation : this was so faulty but the tactual sensation of her tight wet twat gliding up and down his firmly shaft was exquisite ; he was the adult here and should immediately submit ascendence and hold back her, but letting her stay in bearing and use him for her own gratification was too big a turn-on ; he was committing adultery and felt shamefaced but didn't want it to arrest ; this was probably incest and illegal, but he couldn't take his eye off her beautiful consistency and desperately wanted to cum inside her as her tight young pussy muscles continued to rhythmically energize his rigid cock.

She was extraordinarily athletic and rode him at a phenomenal pace, grinding her young clit against him until she came, long, heavy and loud. She leaned forward and kissed him on the lip for the foremost time, hard and passionate, and he responded, his custody roaming all over her slender Young body.

She broke away, fluttered her eyelashes, her head teacher cocked to one side."Does pop want a ride on Jilly, now ?"He nodded."Yes, I do,"he breathed.

She rolled off him and onto her backbone, with her knee joint up near her chest of drawers, fully exposing her pussy to him with its frail back talk parted and waiting for him, still slick from her orgasm. He couldn't resist feasting on her, probing her deeply with his tongue and teasing her clit with rapid pic and aristocratic suck. She gasped, moaned and bucked, pushing her hips up to meet his face. He ran his glossa down the full length of her scissure, from clit to anus, the tip of his tongue massaging the blind drunk small rosebud for a few moments before returning to her clit, sucking it until she squealed and gasped and came again.

He lapped her succus from her and then tenderly kissed his way up her stomach to her young boob. 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 heart he pushed himself deeply inside her in one swift easy thrust."Ooh Daddy ! What a big hard willy you've got !"she squealed, as he penetrated her."drive me hard, Daddy. Ride me as fast as you can !"

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

She was scrambling his brainiac. All this ‘ Daddy'clientele was freaking him out. It felt so awry, and yet it was so incredibly sexy. He rammed her for all he was worth, squeezing her young tit 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 ! pa's cumming in you ! Daddy's cumming in his lilliputian girlfriend's kitty !"

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 XIII 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 thirteen again."That made them laugh again."And I hadn't been watching a horror film. I fibbed. I'd been watching porn, and it got me so corneous I had to find a way to add up and fuck 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 meter. 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 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. Trust me, I'll know when you want to fuck your little girl, Dad. ”