All Chapters of Dirty Family Secrets: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

-- Ellie]Three months. That's how much time had passed since the trip I took with my daddy. After the morning when he took me from behind while I laid prone on the motel bed, I knew I had given myself to him. He could have me any time he wanted. Not that I felt submissive toward him. It was more of an emotional bond than anything else.We left the motel that day and traveled due west. The further we went, the more the mugginess abated, until we finally found ourselves in Utah where the heat was still present, but the wind was arid. We visited an old friend of my dad's for a few days before finally heading back home. The oddity was, despite knowing that I would let him have his way with me upon request (and I was certain he knew it), nothing happened the entire rest of our trip. It was almost as if something about the hot, sticky air in that motel room had seriously addled our minds those two nights. And as we traversed to a less humid climate, our sense of self control returned.But

Before coming back up, his face fell forward until he was kissing my stomach. When he made his way to my belly button, I felt him licking and lapping at it, digging his tongue into the tiny, circular trench of skin. It made me squirm. His hands slid around behind me until they were cupping my ass cheeks, and then he started kissing his way south. Between my legs. When he started lapping at my sopping slit, I had to clamp my hand over my mouth again as I moaned wildly. His tongue started moving faster. Oh god it was so hot! I was already about to cum!But he stopped. I nearly growled, but he barely gave me time to react as he stood up again. His hands were still clenched around my butt cheeks. One of them popped out of his grip as the sweat made it slippery, but he grabbed hold of it again right away. With a heave, my father lifted me up and I suddenly felt like I was floating. Dizziness swept over me as he swung my body around in the open air. What was he doing? My bed was the other w

54yo guy can’t help but fall in love with a teenage girl.Enjoy..*****The first time I met Lacy, I fell completely and irrevocably in love with her. Nothing like it had ever happened before. In fact, all my life, I had adamantly sworn there was no such thing as love at first sight, prior to that day. But I would soon find that the entire course of my life would be forever altered after that fateful day. That was six months ago.Like everyone in the small town we were both from, including myself, Lacy had a musical, southern twang to her voice. She was a young girl. When I first met her, I pegged her somewhere between sixteen and twenty. It was getting harder and harder to tell young people's ages anymore, considering how society seemed to be slowly grooming each new generation to mature earlier than the previous generation. Be that as it may, my first impulse was not sexual. As I said, I didn't know exactly how old she was. All I knew was that I was completely besotted with her.Lac

Parking at the grocery store, I waited a few minutes until just after six. Then I hopped out and started to walk toward the door. Lacy was just coming out when I got to it, so I stopped. She looked up at me and smiled. Oh, that smile! She was wearing a gray sweater and jeans. Her long hair spilled mostly down her back, but she had a few locks draped over her shoulders that hung down her front as well. Right over her breasts. I had to forcibly keep my eyes locked on her face so I didn't get caught staring at her tits. They looked plump, although the sweater hid their usual conelike shape."Hey, Mr. Evans," she said when I came up to her."Hi Lacy," I said back, smiling. Then I added, "Uh, you can call me Logan, though."She shrugged and said, "Ok." That was all. Then she glanced around and asked, "Where did you want to walk?"Nodding to my right, I answered, "I thought maybe down by the river park. If you want?"Lacy shrugged again and said, "Sure."So we started walking in that direct

When she didn't say anything, I felt the need to fill the silence. To apologize. I didn't want her to tell me to go away! I couldn't look at her, so I stared at the glass of water on the table instead. Then I muttered, "Lacy, I... shit, I'm sorr--""I didn't say I don't like it," she said, interrupting me. The southern lilt to her voice was mesmerizing as she said those simple words.My head swung toward her and I stared into her eyes. She was looking at me curiously. Swallowing the huge lump in my throat, I asked hoarsely, "You... like it?"Lacy smiled at me and the world felt full of sunshine again. I would pay a thousand dollars every time to see that smile. Any day of the week. My heart was beating so loudly in my chest, I knew she must be able to hear it. Then she said softly, "I like seeing you. So, yeah. I like that you come to see me, too."Dare I dream? Could this mean what I hoped it might mean? That is, could she... could she be attracted to me? Words spilled from my mouth