All characters are fictional and 18+
I never thought I would turn to my Dad for comfort and support, but after the traumatic event of my mother leaving for another man, I had no one else to turn to. Emotionally drained and feeling abandoned, I found myself seeking solace in my Dad’s arms. He was the only one there for me when me and my boyfriend split John, I have been single for a month I so need to get laid, well anyway.
I realized that the reason my parents hadn’t been intimate for over a year was because of my mom’s unwavering absence and my dad’s devotion to her. However, I couldn’t help but be drawn to my Dad’s strength and warmth that night as I lay in my bed in my short nightgown.
I mustered up the courage to knock on his door, and when he opened it and saw me standing there with tears in my eyes, he immediately pulled me into a tight hug. I buried my face into his chest, feeling the steady beat of his heart and the familiar scent of his cologne.
But in the early hours of the morning, I woke up to a strange sensation on my back. I reached my hand behind me and was shocked to feel my Dad’s hard cock straining against the material of his boxers. Curiosity got the best of me, and I couldn’t resist rubbing it a little. To my surprise, it twitched, and my Dad let out a small moan in his sleep.
I keep reminding myself, “What the fuck am I doing? This is so wrong.” However, I have some sympathy for him because my mother was such a bitch. He must be carrying a lot of pent-up pressure; I can attest to this since my boyfriend and I broke up a month ago, and I also have a very high sex drive. I couldn’t help but get tingles between my legs as my dad’s dick prodded me.
Feeling bolder, I pushed my bottom against it, causing more moans to escape my Dad’s lips. Thoughts started racing through my head, and I couldn’t help but wonder what it would be like to have him inside me.
I eventually reached my hand behind me again and sneakily took his cock out of his boxers. I pulled my panties halfway down and pressed myself against him, feeling his hardness against my skin. My heart was racing, but I couldn’t stop myself. I stroked his cock a few times it was thick and Vianney.
I wet the tips of my fingers and rubbed them over the head of his cock. Then, still, with my back facing him, I managed to press his cock at my pussy opening. I pushed myself onto him, the head of his cock opened my pussy lips and his cock sunk into my wetness. I bit my lip and slowly moved my ass in motions that made his cock slide in and out of me.
As I got more and more turned on, I started to pick up the pace. My pussy was slamming down on his cock, and I couldn’t contain my moans any longer. I moved the top of my nightie down a little, took one boob out of my bra, and put my Dad’s hand on it.
I moaned loudly, my ass moving more roughly as his cock pounded my pussy. The pleasure was intense, and I could feel my orgasm building. That’s when my Dad woke up, but he didn’t say a thing. He went with it and started thrusting and squeezing my tit.
I could feel the pressure building inside me, and I knew I was close to cumming. My Dad’s cock was hitting all the right spots, and I couldn’t hold back any longer. Biting my lip as I didn’t want this to end just yet, and my pussy clenched around him as I kept slamming down hard on his cock.
He gripped my hips tightly and started to pump his cock in and out of me hard and fast. Hearing him grunt and groan trying not to blow his load was so hot.
“Fuck me, mmmm fucking hell Dad, keep going please please I mmmmmm need this,” I begged, my words coming out incoherently as he continued to pound into me. The bed shook beneath us, and I could feel the headboard slamming against the wall, but I didn’t care. I put my hand between my legs and rubbed my clit.
The rough motions of my hips and my Dad’s thrusting were driving me wild. The heat between us was intense, our bodies moving in perfect synchronization as we reached the height of pleasure. I could feel the pressure building inside me, and I knew I was close to climaxing. My mind was clouded with desire, and I couldn’t focus on anything else but the sensations coursing through my body.
He kept thrusting, his movements becoming more urgent as he neared his release. I could feel his breath on my neck, his hands gripping my hips tightly. And then, with one final thrust, he couldn’t hold back any longer. I felt his hot cum shooting deep inside me, and it only added to my pleasure. I let out a moan of satisfaction as we both reached our climax, our bodies trembling with pleasure.
But as the wave of ecstasy subsided, reality started to sink in. We were both panting and sweating when he pulled out of me. I turned to look at him, and he looked at me with a mixture of shock and guilt. He asked how and why it happened, and I couldn’t answer. I knew it was wrong, but in that moment, it felt so right.
“I…I’m sorry, Daddy,” I finally managed to say, my voice shaking. “I don’t know what came over me. I felt your, you know, pressing against my back. And I know you and Mom haven’t been intimate in a long while. I-I was just a little…a little horny.”
I said while pulling up my panties and then putting my boob back into my bra.
He looked at me with a sad expression, and I could see the regret and confusion in his eyes. “You are beautiful dear but I am shocked, I…I can’t believe we just did that. Why, like, how? I’m so confused.”
My dad’s expression softened, and he pulled me into a hug. “I’m sorry too, sweetheart. I should have stopped it, but I woke up to strong pleasure with you slamming yourself down on me. It’s been a hell of a long time since I have had sex, so when I woke up it felt great and I was shocked, but I should have stopped it as I said,” he whispered, his voice full of remorse.
Tears stung my eyes as I realized the gravity of what we had done. We had crossed a line that should never have been crossed. I knew our actions were inexcusable, but in that moment, it had felt like the most natural thing in the world.
We sat in silence for a while, both lost in our thoughts. I couldn’t believe that I had let my desires get the best of me and that my own father had reciprocated them. The guilt and shame were overwhelming.
My Dad’s words brought me back to reality. He said that I was his daughter, and he shouldn’t have done that. I couldn’t believe what had just happened. I can’t believe I put his cock inside me, but I couldn’t deny the pleasure I had just experienced.
