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I stopped fidgeting with the suitcase and studied my dad. “Open it.” He handed it to me and as my fingers touched the paper, I could already feel what was inside. I opened it. As I turned it over, I noted my name in silver cursive letters on a beautiful blue velvet cover. “It’s a diary. When I went on my backpacker’s trip, my father gave me one. He told me to write all my thoughts and feelings down when I felt like there was nobody around to listen. It became my only friend at times.” I ran into my father’s arms and hugged him tightly.

He liked reading more than anything. Reaching there I found his diary on his reading table. It was like he was from writing something down because the ink was still fresh on the tip of his pen and the paper had been taken off and the words on the next page were not satisfying. "I've done all this for you my only child. Daddy loves you so much."these were the words on the next page. "Why is this page missing?"I asked myself and ran out of the library to find my father. Anu and the rest were still heading to the throne room where they expected to find father.

I patiently waited for my daddy, lying on the bed, naked, with his legs open. I felt a slight sense of embarrassment, as my p*ssy was visible and slightly moist from excitement. I’m glad Mommy will be gone for a few days so that I can be alone with Daddy, and he can do whatever he wants with me.

“Naughty Daddy!” Was Daddy dating somebody new, and he just hadn't told me about her yet? Or was it just a picture he'd found on the internet somewhere, and he'd saved it because he liked it so much? I thought the second possibility was much more likely. Daddy and I told each other everything. Or at least, almost everything. If he was serious enough about a woman that they'd started sending naked pictures to one another, I was pretty sure he'd have told me about her. But if it was just some internet girl...

~Samantha's POV~ Dear Diary, today I accidentally saw my step father's cock. And... I can't help but want to have a taste of it. I know how that sounds. I know I shouldn't be writing this down, shouldn't be putting these thoughts into words where they can exist outside my head. But my hand won't stop shaking as I grip this pen, and if I don't get this out somehow, I think I might actually explode.

They were my daddies and I was their little girl. The End

He slowed down his thrust and slipped inside my pussy deeper, fucking me roughly as i held on to my tits. “....then fucked by your stepfather….taking his cock so good…” The vibration of the plug hits me harder than before while Dante circled my bundle of nerves, hitting my g spot, over and over again. “DADDDDDY! SO HARD….OH YEAHHH, FUCKKK!!” I screamed out ‘daddy’ which had him pulled out as I squirted my release, legs trembling as he entered me at all once again, making me jolt forward.

I drove my cock deeper into the tightest ass I have ever been into. His eyes rolled back in his head. “It …feels..good.” “You are…so good, my pretty boy,” Even as I thrusted slowly. I couldn’t be more turned on seeing the way I fucked my son’s friend…this felt hotter. “Oh…here daddy,” Damian moaned. I begin to move into him faster, pumping my cock faster into his ass. “Yes..yes…don’t stop,” he moaned. Those words were like an energy booster as I pumped into his ass deep into his ass where his prostrate was.

The doorbell rang, piercing the silence of the apartment. I hopped off the couch, my fluffy bunny ears twitching with anticipation. It was him – Daddy. My heart raced as I skipped to the door, my short pink dress swishing around my thighs. “Hello, little bunny,” Daddy growled, his eyes roaming over my body as he stepped inside. He was tall and muscular, with a chiseled jaw and piercing blue eyes that seemed to see right through me. “Hi, Daddy,” I squeaked, pressing my body against his. I loved the way he towered over me, making me feel small and helpless.

His eyes bulged, “No, you didn’t.” I grin, “I have a thing with part time work apparently. I only searched the website to see where you worked, and ended up finding work. I have always thought having this thick sexual tension with someone I worked with would be fascinating. I want your arms wrapped around my throat again while you pressed me against the walls whilst everyone else worked in the next room. Don’t you want this, Daddy?”