บททั้งหมดของ “Daddy, Will You Ever Love Me?”: บทที่ 181 - บทที่ 190

Once his cock shrunk, I got up, pushed by Pedro, and ran to the bathroom. I brushed my teeth and gargled mouthwash, staring at myself in the mirror. Once again, I felt humiliated.When I got out of the bathroom, Pedro was right there. His bedroom door was next to the bathroom. He was coaxing me to go into his bedroom with him. My vagina was still wet from all of what was going on. There was no hiding what had happened this evening now that Pedro watched me suck my dad's cock. Even Jesus knew what was happening. I passively feigned that I didn't want to go into Pedro's room, hoping he wouldn't let me be. He ignored my subdued objections, pulling me into his bedroom. I was turned on by his unwillingness to care if I was OK with him bringing me into his room. I was not used to men who didn't care what I wanted to do or not do. I am used to being in charge with Rick, the only man I had had sex with until tonight. Having men lust over me and not caring about the consequences of their actio

During the course of the night, my friends Mary and Megan were not unenthralled with the bars we had visited. We were going to the same old places we always went to. They were filled with nothing but drunk, obnoxious, entitled college boys. I had enough, "Hey, I think my dad is out at a bar. How about we give that a try?"Megan exclaimed, "You mean go to a place with actual men? Is your father off-limits? I bet he can go...in the sack."Mary chimed in, "I got dibs on him. I've known him longer. Dibs, bitches!"I knew they had crushes on my dad but didn't realize they had thought about sleeping with him. "Fuckin gross! NO ONE IS SLEEPING WITH MY DAD! YOU DIRTY BITCHES! Besides, neither of you would even know what to do with a black man. C'mon, let's get an Uber."Mary responded, "Neither would you. You keep fucking with pretty white guys who don't even know where a clit is." We all laughed as we got into the Uber.There is a local bar in my dad's neighborhood. My guess is that is where

My dad on the other hand, was having a good laugh about our conversation. "I'm planning on heading down to the bar later. I was supposed to meet up with someone. I'm guessing I shouldn't meet up with her. Seeing as you want me all to yourself."I was annoyed with him now. "Go ahead and meet your hook-up, Dad. If that's what you wanna do, do it. Just let me know; I don't want to walk in with some woman under you." I was acting like a jealous woman with my dad. I don't know what was happening to me.Again, my dad laughed at me. "Baby, I will either be at the bar or home. I'll be waiting for you. I was just joking. Come hug me."I wrapped my arms around my dad and rested my head on his torso as he squeezed me. I have always loved my dad's hugs. "Stop playing with me, dad. Plus, I sleep really well when I'm here. Probably because I know how safe I am when I'm with you." He kissed me on the top of my head, and I left his apartment.Megan, Mary, and I decided we were going to go bar hopping

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

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