All Chapters of Dirty Family Secrets: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

Somewhere in the middle of the night I must have been too warm because I was naked except for a pair of lacey panties. Donning my robe without bothering to put anything else on, I made my way into the entertainment room. I discovered I was the first one awake. For a few minutes, I sat on the couch staring at our tree, lost in thought. Dad's laptop was sitting right in front of me, but I didn't reach for it at first. Until I remembered the story he had mentioned to me last night. Curiosity won out and soon enough, I was sitting up on the couch, leaning my back against the arm with his laptop propped up in my lap.Once I started reading the story, I couldn't stop. It was riveting right from the word "go". It was written from the young girl's point of view. From the start, my dad described her inner thoughts and feelings. She was horny the day of her wedding. Incredibly horny. And the moment she got the chance, it was all she could do not to jump her newly wedded husband's bones right in

True to my word, I didn't bring up anything related to sex or daddy's stories the entire rest of the day. And I have to say, we had a lot of fun. We went to the movies, out to eat, drank a little wine, watched a movie. And the entire time, not once did anything sexual come up. Nothing even "borderline". At least not verbally. There was definitely a buzz in the air around us. I felt it and I knew he did, too. We made each other laugh. I touched him often, but in a loving way. A "dad appropriate" way. But still, all things considered, I'm sure it aroused him. The point is that I wasn't trying to arouse him. There was more need for foreplay.Finally it was time for bed. I left the room first. Before heading to my room, I leaned over the couch from behind and kissed him gently on the cheek. Then I whispered, "Don't forget the picture from earlier. I hope it gets explosive results!"His head swiveled my way and I almost kissed him on the lips. Instead, I just winked at him and he groaned.

Finally it was time for bed, but I told him that I needed to stay up a little later so I could wrap his present. I made him go to bed first, which earned me a smile. We kissed on the lips again, this time by his origination. It made me tremble inside and, for half a heartbeat, I nearly swung my arms around his shoulders and pulled him on top of me. Oh how I wanted to make love to my father! Instead, I forcibly pulled my head back and smiled up at him. He smiled, too, and then he left.The truth was, my present didn't actually need to be "wrapped". It needed to be "written". I had been working on it all day in my head. I was going to write something special for my daddy. Something that he would find on his computer Christmas morning.Firing up his laptop, I settled into the couch. I knew I'd be there for awhile. I couldn't type as fast as he could. Opening the Marianne folder, I made a new document file and called it "Daddy's Christmas muse". Then I began to write.Something's changed

Peeling my fingers from around the base of it, I pulled myself closer to him. Then I wrapped both of my hands around his back side, hanging onto his buttocks while I took him deeper in my mouth again. He was holding blessedly still. Not that I minded him fucking my mouth. But I wanted to be in control. With my hands gripping his ass for leverage, I started to blow him again. Forward and back, I moved my entire head. My mouth was open as wide as it could go so I wouldn't nick him with my teeth. He was massive, so my lips were stretched wider than I was used to. He was easily the biggest I had ever given a blowjob to. But that only added to my own arousal.Faster, I made my head bob. Adding my tongue to the mix, I swirled it around his shaft while I took him as deep as I could. Slowly working my way deeper, I started to feel the back of my throat constrict when I gagged. I didn't care. Squeezing my hands on his ass a little tighter, I sped up. In and out, his cock penetrated my mouth. I

"More than ok," I breathed, smiling even bigger. I sped up my stroking and was rewarded with his eyes fluttering. He gasped softly."I'm sorry I got so carried away," he said after a few seconds."Psssh," I scoffed, rolling my eyes. "I loved every fucking second of it," I said.His smile grew, too. I could feel his cock getting ever larger in my hand, so I stroked it a little faster. I loved how it felt as it grew. For five minutes, we gazed at each other while I worked to bring him back to life. I needed him ready for round two. My pussy was hungry."You're so beautiful," he said suddenly.His words made my blood start to boil. It wasn't that I had never been called beautiful before. But the way he said it was different. His voice was so naturally genuine, full of truth. And there was an intensity to his words, too. It hit me right in the center of my chest, making my heart race. For a few seconds, I couldn't speak. Then I uttered something I had never said before. To anyone."Make l