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Daddy had always been polite, so his language stunned me. I had only ever heard him curse on a handful of occasions, and each involved him getting hurt.
“You know, your mother has been telling me a few things over the past few days,” he said. “I didn’t believe her.”
“Like what, Daddy?” I asked, innocently. I had begun rubbing my pussy again almost instinctively. The sight of me, spread out across the bed in front of him yet still speaking so innocently, must have been something to behold.
“She has been telling me about how you have fantasized about me for some time,” he began. “Also told me that you have always dreamed of knowing what it felt like to be pregnant.”
He had begun walking towards me now. With each step he took
closer to me, my heart raced faster and faster. This was it. I was
going to get everything I wanted, and so was Mom.
“Maybe,” I said.
“She also told me, this morning actually,” he said. He paused, his
eyes looking up and down my body. “That you wouldn’t be opposed to Daddy knocking you up so that she could have at
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baby around the house again.”
I gasped as he said the words. It had never sounded so lewd when I fantasized about it. Hearing the words said out loud though made me realize how erotic and unthinkable it really
was.
“Daddy,” I said. “I want to be yours. I have wanted it for as long ) as I can remember. I see how well you treat Mom and I want
that.”
“Of course,” he said. He was standing at the side of the bed now, only inches away from me!
When he reached out and ran his fingers along my inner thigh, I thought I would lose it again. No man’s touch had ever done this to me before. His fingers began to trace wandering paths up my
leg which sent chills down my spine.
“Are you sure you want this, Baby?” he asked.
“Oh, God, yes,” I moaned. I had withdrawn my hand from my pussy, content to let him have his way with me.
“You’re positive?” he asked. “Because once Daddy does this,
there is no going back.”
I sat up and looked him in the eyes. Our faces were only a foot
or so apart.
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“I want your cum dripping out of me, Daddy,” I begged. As I spoke, I wrapped both of my hands around his massive cock and began to slowly stroke it. “I want to feel your baby growing
inside of me.”
He pushed me back on the bed and kneeled down next to it. His palm was now rubbing across my pubic mound, his fingers
teasing at my entrance.
“If that’s what you want,” he said. “But you should know that
Daddy isn’t going to be happy with just one time. I am going to keep coming back.
I am going to keep fucking your needy little cunt like I do your
mother. Both of you are going to be mine.”
I gasped. As he finished speaking, he thrust his finger deep
inside of me. I threw my head back and let out a deep and
throaty moan. He wasted no time and was soon roughly finger
fucking my pussy. I felt another orgasm building as my mind
wrapped around what was actually happening, and what was
going to be happening next.
“Daddy,” I gasped. “I’m going to cum.” “Good,” he said. “Cum for
Daddy,”
It was too much to hear him say aloud. My pussy was soon clamping down on his finger as the most fantastic orgasm
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ripped its way through my body. He didn’t stop, though. He kept
his pace up, quickly pushing me through that orgasm and into another one immediately after. I moaned and wailed for him as his skilled fingers worked me in all of the right places.
After my second orgasm at his hands, he pulled his finger out of my well- used hole and elicited a whimper from me. I had never felt so disappointed and empty. I wanted more, needed more,
from him.
The disappointment didn’t last long, though. I soon found that it was time for Daddy to alleviate his needs. I felt him get on the bed, both of his knees on the mattress between my spread legs. What I was about to do was so wrong. My own father would soon be pushing his hard manhood into me and filling me up with his seed. It surprised me though that the voice that was telling me to stop had become completely silent. There was no more doubt in my mind. This is what I wanted.
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Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.