The Deed Is Sweeter Than The Thought
Weeks passed by and Daddy had not made a move. I was becoming more and more eager. Every single night I would play with myself and think about him. I wondered if he was on the other side of the wall, touching himself thinking about me. Also, I wondered if at any point he would fuck my mom, and think about the passionate incest sex he could be having with me instead.
It was a late night and I had woken up very thirsty. I walked downstairs to get a glass of water and to my surprise, Daddy was in the kitchen. After he caught his teen girl masturbating, his own daughter, it had been awkward. There was this sexual tension in the air and then he finally made a move. As I put my glass on the sink he came from behind me. Daddy didn’t have to say anything because I felt his cock pressed up against my ass. His hands started wondering me my tight teen body and I immediately became soaking wet.
I felt Daddy’s lips kiss my the back of my neck, my shoulders, and then down my back. Before I realized it my panties were on our kitchen floor and Daddy was tasting me from behind. I reached back and played with his hair as he did it. It was finally happening, Daddy had finally given in to this taboo fantasy and I couldn’t have enough of him. My juices were dripping down my inner thighs.
Daddy was about to give me the best passionate incest sex!
Daddy stood up, turned me around and picked me up. Our first kiss was just how I imagined it. No! Even better. His lips tasted just like honey. They tasted just like my tight young cunt. We made out so much while he felt my delicious little body. But I wanted to taste him too. I got off the counter and got on my knees. Daddy’s cock sprung off out his boxers and I wrapped my bright cherry lips around it. I swirled my tongue on the head, gently and looking up at him through the dim kitchen lighting. Then, I showed Daddy exactly what he had been missing since I started having those sex dreams about him.
I opened my mouth wide and started taking his cock deep down my throat. Daddy moaned as I swallowed every inch of his thick meat stick. There was slobber dripping down my thin t-shirt and it was time for him to fuck me. I considered my first time even though it wasn’t. No other guy I’ve ever been with had made me feel like Daddy. That’s because he was a man, a real man. He picked me up once and laid me on the couch. Daddy got on top of me and looked straight into my eyes as he pushed inside me.
I gasped as I felt him stretch me out.
Daddy was so gentle. It was passionate incest sex and I was enjoying every single second of it. I came right away, too. As he was pumping in and out of me I felt the most intense orgasm ever. My pussy clenched onto his cock and when he felt that, Daddy exploded inside me. His warm cum was everything I needed. Daddy then kissed me again, passionately. Mom was still sound asleep as Daddy he walked me up to my room. When we got to my door he kissed me goodnight and said he loved me.
I love you more Daddy.
I whispered to him as he walked away.
