“He really is the only guy I’ve ever called Daddy… and it turns out to be true. Mmmm… this really is kinkier than I thought!”
When Britney decides to take advantage of a stranger’s affections, things turn kinky fast. What Britney wasn’t prepared for though was the perfect stranger turning out to be her estranged father! Now, Britney and her father must face the predicament they find themselves fighting. Hot and lusting for each other’s touch again, will Britney and her father commit to embracing the ultimate taboo?
An instinctual nod was all it took for Brady to feel the warmth of Britney’s body pressing insistently against his. With his eyes wandering around the girl’s bedroom, he found it difficult to think of her the way he was supposed to now. Every item, every part of her personality he interpreted through a sexual lens, and soon his mind broadcasted erotic images of the two of them exploring more of their lust. Strawberries. Ah God! That wonderful smell of her. I never thought I’d smell it again. God, I want her… I want her here now… in her own bed.
Unsure of where Brady’s mind had gone, Britney whispered in his ear as she ran a playful hand back down to the noticeable bulge Brady could no longer hide. “You’re being naughty again, Daddy.” The word left her lips making her moan. He really is the only guy I’ve ever called Daddy… and it turns out to be true. Mmmm… this really is kinkier than I thought. A groan escaped her father’s mouth, prompting her to pull him toward her bed. “I think we’ve both been really bad.” Knowing her mother was downstairs, Britney still pressed her wet panties over the crotch of Brady’s pants letting her skirt ride up around her waist. “…And it’s totally hot.”
A small laugh escaped Brady’s lips, as he felt the teasing pressure on his body. The sensation made him crave more, but he resisted the urge. This is my daughter. Do I just act like nothing happened? She wants more. I want more. Could we do this though? Knowing his relationship with his daughter would never be considered usual, Brady was tempted to forget formalities or even try to embrace them. “Well, that’s why I have such a great little slut for a daughter.”
Little slut. The pet name made her lips break out into a wide smile. I never thought I’d hear those words from his lips ever again! Oh God! I think… I think I could cum just from hearing them now. Running a hand through his spikey short hair, Britney rocked her hips down against his hard cock. “Your little slut.. God I’ve wanted to hear you say that again.”
“And you will… repeatedly.” Brady tugged the girl’s head back, before giving her a kiss he’d held in far too long. Every kiss between them seemed to send a stronger flame through his body, until he now sat there gripping Britney’s sexy curves with all he could.