INICIAR SESIÓNDad was laughing as he placed his hands on my bare thighs. "Baby, I wasn't trying anything. If I wanted to try something, I would be much more forward with it.""Ooohhh...Really?" I teased him. "We are not doing that again, remember?" I wanted dad to ravish me, but I did not want to go through what we went through this week. I was worried we wouldn't recover if we had sex again. I did not want to lose my dad. I was also self-aware that I didn't want to be the side piece to my mom's fuck boy. I would lose my mind. "You're awfully confident. Be good, we did what we did and now we are moving on." My dad continued to look up at me as he moved his hands up and down my thighs. I knew I wouldn't be able to stop myself if I didn't do something. So, I leaned back down, resting my head on my dad's shoulder. "Hold me, Dad." I pleaded. Dad wrapped his arms around me, squeezing me. "This feels so good." I told him.I was in complete comfort as we lay there in our embrace. After a while, I felt his
To my surprise, Dad told me, "Neither do I. I took a vacation day for tomorrow. Monday is a holiday, so I added it to the long weekend. Plus, I figured this was going to take time tonight."My Dad never took random days off from work. I was glad he was taking this mess seriously. I sat on his bed, waiting for him to finish his shower. Dad came out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist. I was making every attempt not to look. I was mesmerized at seeing him still partially wet. The only thing covering him was that towel, which I hoped would slip off. Then, unexpectedly, he took the towel off while facing me. He quickly put his gym shorts on, joining me in the bed. As he casually instructed me, "Go ahead. Fire away."I had to regain my composure before I spoke. Seeing him with his dick hanging had me flustered. He was the sexiest man I had ever seen. I thought to myself, 'Get your shit together, Sheila. He's your fucking father. No more thoughts like this, Sheila!' "So...
I was tired, confused, and distraught over all this information floating around in my head. It wasn't bad enough that Dad and I fucked last night. Now I had the information that he and Mom were fucking. I was pissed at him. How could he be so thoughtless and cold? I was glad we agreed to never do that again.I tried to go to sleep, but I couldn't. I texted him, "Hey...I think you should have told me you have been sleeping with mom. WTF...Dad?!?!" He never responded which did nothing but piss me off more. I felt like a jilted woman. How could he do this, I thought.The first thing I did when my alarm went off in the morning was check my phone for a response. Still, no response. I was beyond mad at this point. I texted Dad again, "Dad. You can't ignore me forever. WTF! Why didn't you tell me you were FUCKING MOM?!?!" I know he saw my text and I wanted an answer from him.The days dragged on, I still got no response to my question; my dad went MIA on me. By the time Thursday came around,
My entire life, I had never asked my mother why her and my dad weren't together. I felt like there was so much I didn't know about him.When I got home, I took a much-needed shower. After my shower, I decided to lounge around the living room and figure out a way to get information about my father from my mom. I must have dozed off when I heard someone yell, "Get up, lazy ass!"'There she is', I thought. "Hey, Mom. Thanks for waking me up. I missed you and couldn't wait for you to get home."With a raised eyebrow and suspicious look, she asked, "Why is that? Had enough of your father and those floozy friends of yours?""Can't I just miss my mom? Seriously, I missed you. But I do have a question that I don't think I ever asked you.""Jesus, let me get some wine so you can ask me. Whenever you have questions, I always need wine." I didn't know how to take that response. Although Mom and I have a good relationship, she is very closed about certain subjects. When she returned to the living
I woke up the following morning to a splitting headache from my drinking. I was facing my dad, watching him sleep peacefully. I couldn't believe how he slept with such ease after the night we shared. My fears started to kick in. I thought, 'Is he going to hate me? What if he doesn't remember? 'Yeah. I hope he doesn't.' I know I was emotional after our sex session and wanted desperately to know if we could talk about what happened. Now, I was hoping he didn't even remember. I felt like a horrible person and dirty. I regret what we did, regardless of how good it felt.I know I should have gotten out of bed and taken a shower, but I was confused and didn't want to get out of bed. We were both still nude in bed together. I could see that Dad was erect and was nervous he was going to wake up and expect to have sex if he remembered what we did. Suddenly, he started to move. Dad opened his eyes, smiled at me, and said, "Good morning, Baby. I hope you got some sleep."I didn't know how to res
I took what energy I had left and rolled off Dad onto my back. He immediately got between my legs, taking his dick and rubbing it up and down my slit as he played with my clit. I was looking up at him in awe. "Daddy, I love you so much. I mean, I fucking love you so fucking much it's ridiculous." As soon as I finished my sentence, he slammed his dick into me again. His thrusts were long and deep. I could tell he wasn't going to last much longer. Also, no one had ever cum in me before, and I was excited for him to be the one to do this to me. I egged him on between moans. "Fuck me Daddy...cum in your daughter's pussy...you know you want to...FUCK DADDY...YOU FEEL SO FUCKING GOOD!" I felt Dad stiffening up, then I felt his explosion fill my pussy as he was grunting. I panted, "Daddy, you're cumming in your daughter's pussy. Does it feel good? Do you love my pussy?"Dad let out a howl, "Your pussy feels good baby. Take daddy's load."Dad collapsed on top of me while his dick was still in







