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STORY 22: FUCKED BY MY EX-BOYFRIEND FATHER 1
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DADDY’S DIRTY SECRET STORY 22: FUCKED BY MY EX-BOYFRIEND FATHER 1
Chapter 1 I woke up slowly, the morning sun slipping through the half drawn curtains of my apartment like a lover’s touch. Stretching beneath the sheets, I caught my reflection in the full length mirror across the room. My long, dark hair spilled over my shoulders in messy waves, framing a face that still looked soft from sleep full lips slightly parted, high cheekbones flushed with that natural glow, and curves that filled out my silk camisole just right. The kind of body that turned heads without trying. I smiled faintly at myself, feeling that familiar spark of confidence. Today was going to be good. Jax was finally back. He’d been in New York for over a week, meeting up with his father for some family business thing. The distance had sucked, but we kept it alive with constant texts and late night calls. “Miss you, babe,” he’d say. “Can’t wait to see that smile.” I believed him. Why wouldn’t I? Jax Vale was my boyfriend. He still belonged to me. I showered quickly, letting the h
DADDY’S DIRTY SECRET GRINDING MY MASSAGE THERAPIST 8
Chapter 8: Afterglow and Possibility I woke up slowly, wrapped in warmth and the faint scent of citrus and sex. Sunlight filtered softly through the curtains of Hannah’s bedroom. For a moment, I forgot where I was until I felt her body curled against mine, her leg draped over my thigh, her long dark curls spilled across my chest. My heart swelled with something I hadn’t felt in years: peace mixed with excitement. Hannah stirred, her deep expressive eyes fluttering open. She smiled sleepily, her fair smooth white skin glowing in the morning light. “Good morning, beautiful,” she whispered, pressing a soft kiss to my shoulder. “I was scared I’d wake up and find out last night was a dream.” I turned to face her fully, brushing a curl from her face. “It wasn’t a dream. It was… everything. I’ve never felt that connected to someone during sex. Not just the physical part, but the way you looked at me. The way we talked while we were fucking each other. It felt real.” She traced her fing
DADDY’S DIRTY SECRET GRINDING MY MASSAGE THERAPIST 7
Chapter 7: Full Surrender I kissed her softly. “I’m not going anywhere.” Hannah smiled against my lips, her fingers tracing lazy patterns along my spine. We lay tangled in her soft bed, the sheets barely covering our naked bodies. The air was thick with the scent of our arousal and the faint citrus of her skin. After hours of slow exploration on the couch and then here tasting, grinding, teasing the need between us had grown into something deeper, almost aching. “I want all of you tonight, Linda,” she whispered, her deep expressive eyes locked on mine. Her long dark curls spilled across the pillow like silk. “No more holding back. I want to feel you completely. Inside me. Around me. Can we go there?” My heart raced. “Yes. God, yes. I want that too. She rolled on top of me gently, her fair smooth white skin glowing in the low lamplight. Her full breasts pressed against mine as she kissed me deeply, her tongue sliding sensually against mine. Her hand trailed down my body, cuppin
DADDY’S DIRTY SECRET GRINDING MY MASSAGE THERAPIST 6
Chapter 6: Exploration As I left the center, her address burning in my pocket, my body still hummed with aftershocks. Tomorrow night couldn’t come soon enough. I barely slept that night. Work the next day dragged in a haze of emails and meetings, my mind replaying the kiss on the massage table, the way Hannah’s fingers had slipped between my legs, the soft sound of her moaning my name. By evening, I was a bundle of nerves and desire. I showered carefully, chose a simple black dress that hugged my curves, and drove to the address she’d given me a quiet suburban neighborhood about twenty minutes from the city. Her house was a charming two-story with soft lighting glowing from the windows. I parked, took a deep breath, and walked up to the door. Before I could knock, it opened. Hannah stood there in a loose white blouse and soft linen pants, her long dark curls falling freely over her shoulders. Her fair smooth white skin looked even more radiant in the warm porch light. Those deep
DADDY’S DIRTY SECRET GRINDING MY MASSAGE THERAPIST 5
Chapter 5: The Turning Point I set the phone aside and pulled the covers up, a small smile playing on my lips despite the guilt. Hannah. Her touch. Her voice. Her eyes. I needed more. Soon. Five days later, I walked into Serenity Wellness Center with my pulse already racing. This was my third session, and I couldn’t pretend anymore that it was just about my back. My body remembered every press of her palms, every lingering look. I’d spent the last few nights touching myself to thoughts of her, and now I was here again, wet between my thighs before she’d even touched me. Clara smiled at the desk. “Linda, right on time. Hannah’s expecting you in room three. She said to tell you she cleared extra time for you today.” My stomach flipped. “Thanks, Clara.” I stepped into the room, undressed down to my panties, and slipped under the sheet. My skin was already flushed. When the soft knock came, my breath caught. “Linda? It’s Hannah. Can I come in?” “Yes,” I said, my voice softer tha
DADDY’S DIRTY SECRET GRINDING MY MASSAGE THERAPIST 4
Chapter 4: Private Release I dressed in a daze after she left, replaying every word, every prolonged touch. The drive home already felt impossible. This was getting harder to ignore. The city lights streaked past as I gripped the wheel, my thighs still pressed tightly together. Every bump in the road sent a fresh reminder of Hannah’s palms on me firm, warm, deliberate. By the time I parked and stepped into my apartment, my skin was buzzing. I dropped my bag by the door, kicked off my shoes, and stood in the middle of the living room for a moment, just breathing. “Get a grip, Linda,” I muttered to myself, running a hand through my hair. “It was a massage. She does this for a living.” But my body wasn’t listening. The ache between my legs had grown into a deep, insistent throb. I could still feel the heat of her fair smooth skin through the sheet, the way her palm had pressed harder just below my breasts, circling with that perfect pressure. Her deep eyes locking onto mine. The so
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