Chapter One
I had always been a man of discipline and control. But nothing in my life had prepared me for the feelings that began to stir within me when my daughter, Emily, turned 21.
Emily was the spitting image of her mother, with her dirty blonde hair, emerald green eyes, and a smattering of freckles across her nose. She was a wild spirit, full of life and laughter, and I often found myself captivated by her presence.
As she grew older, I began to notice the way her body filled out her clothes, the curve of her hips, the swell of her breasts. I tried to dismiss it as a normal, biological response, but the feelings only grew stronger.
One evening, after a particularly trying day at the office, I found myself in the basement, watching an old movie on the projector. It was a classic film noir, something I’d seen a dozen times before, but tonight, I was restless. Emily had been spending more time with me lately, and I found myself looking forward to her company.
I guessed that I had another lucky night because she also came down to the basement. My daughter entered the room, her eyes scanning the dimly lit space, a small smile playing at the corners of her mouth once she found me.
“Hey, Daddy,” she said, her voice soft and melodic. “What are we watching?”
“Double Indemnity,” I replied, patting my knee. “Come, sit with me.”
She nearly skipped over as she crossed the room and perched on my knee. I wrapped my arm around her waist, pulling her close. She tensed for a moment before relaxing into me, her head resting on my shoulder.
As the movie played, I became increasingly aware of her body pressed against mine. Her breath was warm on my neck, her heart beating steadily against the side of my chest. I could feel the heat radiating from her, and my body responded, my cock twitching in my pants.
I shifted slightly, trying to ease the discomfort, but it was no use. Emily noticed, her eyes widening as she looked up at me.
“Daddy?” she whispered, her voice barely audible over the dialogue of the movie.
I looked down at her, her face mere inches from mine. Her lips were parted, her eyes filled with a mix of confusion and curiosity. I knew I should say something, or do something, but I was frozen, caught in her gaze.
Slowly, tentatively, she reached up, her fingers brushing against my cheek. “Is this… is this okay?” she asked, her voice barely a whisper.
I nodded, unable to speak, my body aching with desire. She leaned in, her lips pressing softly against mine. It was a chaste kiss, a question more than a statement, but it sent a jolt of electricity through me. I deepened the kiss, my tongue sweeping into her mouth, claiming her. She moaned, her body pressing against mine, her hands tangling in my hair.
I stood, lifting her with me, our lips never parting. I spun her onto the couch, laying her down gently. I hovered over her, my body aching with need, my heart pounding in my chest. She looked up at me, her eyes filled with desire, her chest heaving with ragged breaths.
“Daddy,” she whispered, her voice filled with need. “Please.”
I didn’t need any more encouragement. I undressed her slowly, my hands exploring every inch of her body. She was soft and firm, her skin like velvet under my touch. I kissed her neck, her collarbone, her breasts, until she was writhing beneath me, her hands tugging at my clothes.
I stripped off my shirt, and my pants until I was naked before her. Her eyes widened as she took in my body, her tongue darting out to lick her lips. I growled, my cock throbbing at the sight. I wanted to be inside her, make her mine.
But I also wanted to take my time, to explore her, to learn every inch of her body. I kissed my way down her stomach, my tongue dipping into her navel, my hands caressing her thighs. She moaned, her legs falling open, inviting me in.
I looked up at her, our eyes locked. “Do you want this, Emily?” I asked, my voice hoarse with desire. “Do you want me to fuck you?”
She nodded, her eyes filled with need. “Yes,” she whispered. “Please, Daddy, fuck me.”
Hearing her call me ‘Daddy’ in this situation sent a surge of pleasure through me. I lowered my head, my tongue finding her clit, licking and sucking until she was writhing beneath me, her hands fisting in my hair, her legs shaking with pleasure.
I slipped a finger inside her, then another, fucking her slowly, my tongue never stopping its relentless assault on her clit. She moaned, her hips lifting off the couch, her body tensing as she neared her climax.
“Cum for me, baby,” I growled, my voice vibrating against her clit. “Cum all over my face.”
She shattered, her body convulsing, her pussy clenching around my fingers as she screamed her release. I continued to lick and suck, drawing out her orgasm until she was a trembling, writhing mess beneath me.
I climbed up her body, my cock hovering at her entrance. I looked down at her, her eyes glazed with pleasure, her lips swollen from our kisses. “Are you ready, baby?” I asked, my voice gentle.
She nodded, her hands reaching up to cup my face. “Yes, Daddy,” she whispered. “I’m ready.”
I pushed inside her slowly, giving her time to adjust to my size. She was tight, her pussy gripping me like a vice. I groaned, my body trembling with the effort to hold back. I wanted to fuck her hard, and quickly claim her, but I also wanted to make this good for her. I wanted my little girl to remember this moment for the rest of her life.
I began to move, my hips thrusting slowly, my cock sliding in and out of her pussy. She moaned, her legs wrapping around my waist, her heels digging into my ass, urging me on. I picked up the pace, fucking her harder, faster, my body slamming into hers.
She met me thrust for thrust, her hips lifting off the couch, her body moving in perfect sync with mine. I could feel her pussy clenching around me, her body tensing as she neared another orgasm.
“Cum with me, baby,” I growled, my voice harsh with need. I was about to make my babygirl explode for the second time tonight. “Cum with me. Right now, baby. Be a good girl.”
She shattered, her body convulsing, her pussy clamping down on my cock as she screamed her release. I followed her over the edge, my body tensing, my cock pulsing as I filled her with my come.
“Yesss,” I groaned and collapsed on top of her, my body spent, my heart pounding in my chest. She wrapped her arms around me, holding me close, her body still trembling with aftershocks. “Such a good girl my daughter is.”
As we lay there, our bodies entwined, I knew that things would never be the same between us. I had crossed a line, had given in to my desires, and there was no going back. But as I looked down at my daughter, her eyes filled with love and satisfaction, I knew that I would do it all again in a heartbeat.
And Christ my heart was beating fast. My hips began to move because she was mine, and I was hers, and nothing would ever change that.
The End.
Authors Note:
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THEMES & GENRES
Age Gap, Age Play, Alpha, Consensual Sex, Creampie, Daddy Dom/Little Girl (DDLG), Dark, Domination/Submission, Erotic/BDSM, Explicit, Family, Father/Daughter, First Time, Forbidden, Forced, Groped, Happily Ever After (HEA), Humiliation/Degrading, Incest, Instalove, Love, Obsessive, Older Man/Younger Woman, Oral, Pervert, Praise Kink, Reluctant, Romance, Short Stories, Taboo
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