All Chapters of “Daddy, Will You Ever Love Me?”: Chapter 201 - Chapter 210

"A little bit, definitely awake now. It helps when you have clean clothes to change into. Be right back." I have gotten to see a different version of my father since he walked into the club and saw me on stage. For instance, he never would have come out of the bathroom with just a towel before. The jokes about my work or talking freely about my performance as a stripper. None of this frisky behavior existed before that first night he saw me on stage, a little over four months ago. Before that night, it was all about his work, my schooling, or if I needed anything.While dad was in the shower, I used his computer. When I opened it, the last website he visited was open. Unsurprising to me, he was on a porn site. He looked to be searching older man younger woman. I didn't think anything of it; my guess is that would be a normal search for guys in their forties and fifties. When he came back out, I closed his laptop and sat up on the loveseat. His one-bedroom apartment only had enough roo

Dad grinned, "You are right. I have to adjust something anyway." He laid back down, and I got on top of him. I kept wondering when this song was going to be over.I could now feel his entire length and girth from this position. I could tell that what Linda had told me was probably an understatement. It was at least nine inches long and probably as thick as my forearm. There is no way on earth I could ever handle a guy with a cock that big. It did have me lost in thought, though. What brought me back to reality was feeling his bare cock. I was grinding back and forth, and I no longer felt the cloth from his shorts between my pussy and his cock. I continued to grind and sway when dad suddenly sat up and started sucking on my tit. The suddenness of his movements and quickness of engulfing my nipple had me on the verge of cumming. I said nothing to him. I arched backward with the hope that he wouldn't hear my moans. As I did this, I felt his cock between my pussy lips like it was a pole t

My dad leaned down, laying on top of me. His head was buried in my neck. "We are OK, Baby." He reassured me.I wrapped my arms around his neck, squeezing him with all my might. Once again, I felt the tip of his dick resting at the entrance of my still-moist pussy. I could feel the heat emanating from his throbbing member. He knew he had positioned himself perfectly to violate me. I quickly realized nothing was going to stop him from fucking me. He continued his attempts to get closer to my unprotected opening. He was taking his time. My guess was he was being careful to gauge my reactions. At first, I said nothing. Then, once again, I felt the tip of his cock parting my labia. Again, I said nothing. My hope was he would stop with just the head entering me. I felt his quick, deep breathing on my neck. Once he had the head of his dick in me, he continued pushing forward. My pussy once again felt the pressure from his girth. He was slowly rocking his cock back and forth inside of me. Wit

I could see in her face that what he did was pleasurable for Temeka. Then I heard him say, "I'm going to cum. Keep going, Daddy.Enjoy reading.*************I have always thought about my life as being problematic. My name is Serena, and I was raised predominantly by a single mother. We have lived in our apartment for my entire nineteen years. My mom, Theresa, is forty years old, white, and a waitress. She has always worked long hours to support us. We live in a rent-assisted apartment, so only her hourly wage counts for her income, which keeps our rent low while she makes her real income on tips. I have always admired my mother's ability to provide while cutting corners to keep us afloat. Our neighborhood is a typical inner-city environment--high crime, a lot of single-parent households, and racially mixed. We are lucky that we have decent working-class neighbors in the building we live in.My mother and I have hardly ever argued. I did well in school; I stayed in much of it and di

He slowed his thrusting before removing himself from Temeka. He guided her as she turned around. Without hesitation or guidance, she engulfed my father's dick. Again, he kept eye contact with me throughout the movements. I couldn't look away or move. My father gripped the back of Temeka's head as he held it in place. He was cumming in her mouth. I could hear her gasping for air as she slurped on my father. My father waved his hand at me as he shooed me away. I quickly and quietly returned to the living room couch.All I could think about as I lay there was how embarrassed I was to have watched them have sex and the effect it had on my body. I was hornier than I had ever been and tried to convince myself that it was because I was drunker than I had ever been.I heard my father walk Temeka to the door a few minutes later. I couldn't believe she would leave after everything she had just done for him. Then I heard her ask, "Are you sure you don't want me to stay?"My father told her, "Naw