บททั้งหมดของ Dirty Family Secrets: บทที่ 251 - บทที่ 260

Sunday arrived and I was feeling more nervous than I could ever remember. Jeremy's body language wasn't giving away anything at all. Every time I saw him, he barely glanced at me. My parents seemed oblivious, which didn't surprise me. All day long, all I could think about was whether or not I should actually go through with my plan. In the end, my body's arousal won me over and dictated what I should do that night.Finally, it was time to go see my brother. Either that, or stay in my room and forget about what I told him was going to happen. My throbbing pussy ultimately made the decision, though. It was nearly eleven at night when I forced myself to overcome my apprehension and get out of bed. Landing on my feet, I nervously strode over to my dresser and dug through my clothes. I wanted to wear something a little sexier than usual.With a smile, I pulled a semi-sheer white camisole from my drawer, holding it up in front of myself as I stood anxiously thinking about what was going to

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. Out of all her friends I had ever met, she w

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