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Author: classicw
last update Last Updated: 2025-09-04 20:32:14

It was a struggle to breathe. I shifted, pulling away from him and rolling onto my back beside him. Then, looking directly into his eyes I whispered, "Then tell me to go away."

He didn't answer.

Lowering my voice even more, barely audible, I said, "Tell me to go away, daddy."

My father slowly shook his head. He had a wistful smile on his face. Then he reached a hand to my face and placed two fingers against my cheek. Slowly, he trailed them down my skin. It was reminiscent of when he used to comfort me as a child, except now I was so charged with arousal, it had an unexpected effect on me emotionally. What I wanted warred with what I knew I couldn't have. And while my face was tingling from his touch, I felt an overwhelming sadness shove its way inside my head.

My eyes rimmed with tears. I knew that look on my father's face. It was a look that told me that no matter how we might feel, nothing could ever happen between us. And I knew that somehow, he was right. There was no way this co
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  • “Daddy, Will You Ever Love Me?”   30

    We enjoyed our lunch for a half hour and then Ally wanted to go swimming again. She begged me to come, too, so I finally agreed. I realized that I hadn't wanted to go swimming earlier because of my sudden sheepishness to let my dad see me in my bikini. But at my sister's insistence, I finally took my shorts and cardigan off and headed out to the lake. Monica joined us a few minutes later and we ended up playing Marco Polo for a while. After that, Ally wanted me to try launching her in the air. Soon Monica wanted me to do the same and, by the time I was ready to get out and do a little sunbathing, my sisters were smiling happily.I got back to our blanket dripping wet. My dad had his sunglasses on, but I knew he was staring at me as I approached. He had his phone face down on his chest. He had probably been reading or watching YouTube or something. Grabbing my towel, I wiped my face and then did my best to soak up the water in my hair. Then I sat down on the opposite end of the blanket

  • “Daddy, Will You Ever Love Me?”   29

    My breathing was extremely shallow and with every gasping breath, I felt my body lift off the bed. Daddy's mouth sucked my nipple inside, his tongue swirling around it over and over. His finger pressed even harder into my crotch, mashing my clit flat. Still diddling in circles, he coaxed my orgasm to come out and play.Everything froze in my head. The room disappeared. My father held me with his hand and his mouth and I clung to him in return. The only thing I was aware of was pleasure. Extreme, carnal pleasure. It started deep inside my vagina, directly beneath where my dad was playing with my clit. Pleasure. Explosive pleasure. Burning tingles of it arced upward, into the center of my clit. Then it exploded outwards and upwards. A shockwave rolled through my body, giving me convulsions.And I was crying out with pleasure. So much pleasure. This was the most explosive orgasm I had ever experienced. My body shook uncontrollably. Moans spilled out of my mouth as the pleasure rolled up

  • “Daddy, Will You Ever Love Me?”   28

    I stopped moving my hand, instead just resting it on his softening penis. It still felt extremely hot to my touch, despite being insulated by his pants. His body kept trembling for a long time, sporadically. I wasn't exactly surprised, yet it was a shock to me just how much my own arousal had increased from doing this to my dad. It was way hotter than I could have ever imagined.Finally looking away from my dad's face, I glanced at his crotch. My eyebrows shot up into my forehead. There was an enormous wet spot on his pants, centered right where the tip of his penis had been when I made him finish. The wet circle was about eight inches across. It almost stretched from hip to hip.Still keeping my fingers wrapped around his shaft, I snuggled my way closer to him and laid my head on his chest. I could hear his heart beating rapidly within. He finally wrapped an arm around me and hugged me closer. Mmmm. I felt wonderful. I had just give my father an orgasm for the first time and it made

  • “Daddy, Will You Ever Love Me?”   27

    An hour later, my father came to me. I was surprised to see him, but I didn't let it show. I was lying on my back, my head on my pillow. The only light in my room was the lamp on the table next to my bed, but it was dim. Without a word, he walked right up next to the bed and then sat down beside me.I decided to let him be the first to speak. After our mildly heated discussion in the living room, and my hour of tears, I didn't have the energy to start a conversation. It was almost five minutes before he finally said something."I'm sorry, Gracie," his voice sounded strained."Sorry for what?" I asked.He stared at me, his eyes seeming to glow in the dimly lit room. Without looking away, he said hoarsely, "That I can't give you what you want."Looking for any crack in his façade, I slowly nodded. Then I whispered, "It's ok." It wasn't, really. But I wanted him to feel comfortable. I would deal with whatever decision he ultimately made. To me, he was still trying to make up his mind. Or

  • “Daddy, Will You Ever Love Me?”   26

    But he was still tugging his arm against my restraining grip. I finally let go of his wrist and his finger slid easily out of my vagina. Panting heavily, I squeezed my eyes shut. My entire body was a tingling, writhing mass of arousal. I had been right on the brink of release!Despite my extreme frustration, I sighed and said, "Oh daddy. You're being too moral about this." The second the words were past my lips, I realized just how strongly I believed them. My father was being too moral. And, more importantly, I realized that my own concept of right and wrong had shifted. I no longer felt like it was wrong to want my father. But how was I to get him to see it that way, too?We didn't talk anymore after that and I didn't do anything physical with him. I just laid beside him until I could tell he had fallen asleep. I was alone with my thoughts for over an hour. I felt like that had been the most progress we had made yet. I was frustrated, but it dissipated as I lay there. By the time I

  • “Daddy, Will You Ever Love Me?”   25

    He shook his head wistfully and whispered, "I don't know how to stop trying, either."Rolling my eyes, I sighed loudly. Then I muttered, "I'm really frustrated.""I know," he said. He paused, thinking, and then added, "I didn't mean to frustrate you. And I didn't mean to... well, I shouldn't have done anything with you."I found myself studying his face. He looked... disconsolate. And I was fairly confident that he was fighting a war of desire about what was right and wrong. I decided to just speak my mind. Leaning closer to him, I whispered, "But I wanted to do something with you."He slowly lifted his head toward me until our eyes met again. His seemed to flick back and forth between mine, like he was trying to decide where to focus while he stared at me. I felt a warmth blossom in my stomach as I watched him stare at me. His expression was blank and yet, I felt like I could read him anyway. I had the distinct impression that I knew what he was thinking and that his thoughts were no

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