Please, Daddy? (Taboo Erotica) (Off Limits Taboo Book 1)

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Do you want some ice?" I asked as I sat up beside him. Mom always went to bed early because she got up at four every morning to get ready for work. This left us downstairs watching television every weeknight. I always got up earlier in the morning than Daddy, so I could get ready for school which meant I was usually more tired than he was at night, leading me to end up laying my head on his shoulder, chest, and finally lap throughout the evening. He wrapped his arms around my chest and pulled me closer. “More hugs for my little girl. Got it!” He said. I wonder if he noticed I wasn’t wearing a bra underneath that shirt. As I got into bed, I realized that I didn't feel violated. If he had done something to me previously, I was not aware of it. If this was the first time, I felt... well... actually proud. I mean, if my daddy found me desirable, that was a real ego boost. I had felt so beautiful when he had complemented me on how I looked in my bikini. Had I turned him on? The thought of my handsome daddy getting an erection for me, made my pussy start to get creamy. She sniffled as she watched me dress, still massaging her inflamed, red pussy. "But what about my pussy? When I'm ready to have sex with a boy, he's going to know I'm not a virgin." I remember sitting on your lap all the time when I was little. I wanted to see if I could still fit.” I explained.

I was completely turned on by my Daddy's fingers on my nipples as well as the fact that he found me so attractive that he'd take a risk like that. Still, I should be completely offended at his actions; shouldn't I? Problem was, I wasn't. I actually felt proud of my desirability and impressed at my daddy's bravery. Horror Writing | Screenplay Writing | How To Write | Write Books | Read Write | Writing Tips | Writing Tools | Writing CommunitySweetie, are you ok?" He sat on the edge of my bed, his coat still in hand, he'd been to the shop for some milk this morning.

Yeah, they are going to pay me a million dollars in a five year contract. Half of that paid immediately.' We are heading to the apartment. I don't think you need to come. She will be fine. She needs to get to bed and put this all behind her.' As I got a glass and filled it with ice water, it hit me how tired I was. Being an eighteen-year-old high schooler heading toward graduation, I was very busy during the day. This made winding down with my Daddy at the end of the day very important to me. He felt the soft skin, gliding his fingers against me, making my head swim with desire. Finally, he cupped my left tit in his hand. Hello. My name's Jessie. I'm a Senior at Lakeview High School. I'm very small for my age only 5'1" tall and 115 pounds. I have a very small frame and a bubble butt. I was in gymnastics until a few years ago when my breasts got too big for me to really compete anymore. Today they are full, high and round, my tits fill a D cup with a bit extra. They seem a little silly on my frame but they are what God gave me. I have red hair though not carroty red...more like almost auburn. I have a rather ready smile and tend to get along well with everyone around me. Until a very little while ago I was also the only 18 year old virgin in like my whole world.She was very unsure and shaky when she said this, and so I continued. I sank us down a little lower in the water and instructed her to put her feet on the side of the tub opening her up to me. I started teasing her sweet pussy.

I was proud of my breasts. Two handfuls of firm flesh with soft skin and nipples that were almost as sensitive as my clit. They were bigger than most of my friends, but I wasn't fat, like my friend Brenda. I didn't react as he caressed my side and then moved in. I could feel him hesitate at the edge of my top, unsure if he should really venture underneath. What are you doing, Daddy?" she protested. He didn't seem to hear her, but he moved his hand up to rest on her bottom again, much to Lily's relief. Ow, ow ow" Lily moaned and cried. When Daddy finally had her still and quiet, he released her hair.During this time, my mom was out of town for some psychiatric conference. She was always out of town, so I was used to this. I rammed it forward, making her cry out as I hit her cervix. She whimpered and a fear tears rolled down her cheek. Daddy's right hand caressed my cheek and rested there for a moment. He had done this occasionally in the past as he rubbed my head and so it wasn't out of the ordinary until he dropped his middle finger and lightly touched my lips. Violet pulled a tube out from the stand holding the computer - it continued to ding. I was still strapped down, not sure why. She kneeled between my legs and squeezed the salve onto her fingers. She gently applied it to my sore balls. It felt so good as she took her time rubbing it in.

He did not say anything about this either, except that I ‘seemed happier’ those days. Perhaps I was, but he was mixing up cause and effect.On one hand, if I let him know I was awake and scolded him, our relationship would never be the same. He would never try anything like that again. He would be careful about showing me any affection, always aware I could accuse him of taking advantage of me and get him in trouble. I didn't want that.