“Daddy, Will You Ever Love Me?” のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 61 - チャプター 70

NEW STORY TITLE: Dangerous Pleasures(Taboo)Drunken teen daughter accidentally seduces her father.SUMMARY: Learn how Olivia accidentally seduces her father after showing up to his apartment intoxicated. After the first time, it quickly becomes a regular occurrence. How will her dad respond to her unwitting advances?All characters in this story are 18 or older.Enjoy..*****{{ Prologue }}Have you ever been haunted by someone? And I don't mean "haunted by the dead". What happened to me had nothing to do with ghosts or poltergeists. No, it was much worse. You see, I was haunted by a living person. She goes by many names. Olivia. Olive. Liv. Livvy. She was nineteen when the true torment began. The way she plagued me will become clear as you read the following passages.The girl I'm talking about is none other than my very own daughter.Olivia is out-of-this-world attractive. Truly, she always has been. But ever since she graduated high school last year, she really grew into her body.

For the next minute, I couldn't move. I stared at her chest, taking in the utter perfection of her breasts. They were two perfect orbs, barely deflated despite the fact that she was lying on her back. Oh god those were gorgeous! And her nipples were unlike any I had seen before. For starters, they were extremely small. Probably less than an inch across. And the tips were tiny as well. Despite their small size, I could see them protruding above her skin about half a centimeter. My entire body shivered at the sight. And at the barrage of taboo thoughts that suddenly buffeted my mind.Heading back to my room, I climbed into bed and rolled onto my back, staring at the ceiling. My thirst was completely forgotten. As I tried to force myself to sleep, my mind would not relent. Thoughts and images cycled through my head for hours. I thought about how her lips felt when she kissed my neck. I shouldn't have liked that so much. In hindsight, I could have stepped away and broken our embrace. Woul

My legs were shaking as I stepped up behind the couch. She hadn't noticed me staring at her. Thank god. Flipping the blanket into the air above my daughter, I draped it over her body. Her eyes were closed, but she murmured another thanks. A few seconds later, she started to snore. For a minute, I just stood there, watching her sleep. My eyes couldn't help but drift down, tracing the outline of her body the blanket displayed. The contours of her breasts were quite visible, and I could even see her nipples impressed on the blanket. It took every shred of willpower I could muster not to reach out and pull the blanket down, just for a little peek.What the ever living hell was wrong with me? Stiffly, I did an about-face and forced myself to walk down the hall. As I crawled into bed a minute later, my erection was raging rabidly. I ignored it, though. As much as I could, anyway. It plagued me for the better part of the night, preventing me from resting fully.The following morning, Olivia

Olivia's semester ended that week and then, the following Friday night, she sent me a text just before midnight. It said simply, "On my way." Like it was a normal thing. And in a way, I suppose it almost was by that point. But I couldn't help the thrill of arousal that surged through my body the second her text came through. And for the next twenty minutes, I could barely think about anything except the things that had happened over the past month.I jumped when the now familiar soft knock echoed through my apartment. Quickly getting up from the couch, I walked to the door and opened it, letting her in. Olivia was wearing the skimpiest outfit I had ever seen on her. Her t-shirt was cropped and loose, hanging a few inches away from her body as it rested on her jutting breasts. There couldn't be more than three or four inches of fabric hiding her boobs. It wouldn't take much to uncover them. As she stepped past me, I couldn't help but notice how her tits jiggled, as if they were free of

When she showed up twenty minutes later, I let her in as usual. She walked past me and, when I turned to face her, I frowned. Something about the look on her face seemed off. She wasn't grinning at me, for one thing. Did something happen? Suddenly, unbidden thoughts of some random guy having his way with her filled my mind. I felt a white-hot, seething anger boil inside of me. I would kill that mother fucker, whoever it was! But wait a second. I was being completely irrational. Forcing the menacing thoughts away, I smoothed my features and looked at Olivia."I'm sorry you have to keep seeing me like this," my daughter said, sounding chagrined. And sure enough, her cheeks started to turn red."It's ok," I said, truthfully. It really was. She could show up in any condition she wanted, and I'd welcome her with open arms. I waited patiently for her to make a move. Secretly, I was hoping she would go through her usual ritual of hugging me and then, with luck, sucking on my neck. God damnit