kiss me dad

kiss me dad kiss me dad

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Genre: Erotica

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Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

Summary

Really good at kissing

Summary

Really good at kissing

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Submitted: September 18, 2015

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Submitted: September 18, 2015

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"Dad, may I please have a pair of panties," I timedly asked as I peered through my step-dad's bedroom door, but there was no answer. "Da...!" I tried again, but was interrupted by the door rudely slammed in my face. "Fuck off!" He grunted. A couple of minutes later, after my shower, I picked myself up, and tried again. This time I would look him square in the eyes and demand that I be treated good. Opening his bedroom door was the easy part. After a few short gasps of breath, careful turning of the door knob, and wiping down my sweaty brow I braced myself for the confrontation. The hard part was standing up for myself against a chauvenistic-Alpha-male who is the main reason why Mom packed her shit and left.

 

"Da....d!"I mumbled, and in mid-sentence I freaked out when I saw my pink-lace painties hanging lewdly from the tip of my now naked stepfathers erect cock. "Well, here you go," he said with a disgusting smirk on his face. I think I might have been staring too long, and I know I was. You would too. My submissiveness soon returned. "Get over here, CUNT!" he yelled and the fool in me reached out to take my panties. I accidently touched him there. "You touched my cock?" he laughed, then repeated it over and over. First as a tease, but the teasing soon turned into questions. Questions about what a slut I am. Some becoming really gross, like the fact that I needed his cock. I listened to the sleughs through all his raves. Something kept me there, until he grabbed me by my arm and pulled me to the bed with him. Thats when I awoke from my zombie-like daze, but before I could react he stuffed his tongue down my throat and gagged me with it for a long while. He knew that I loved making out, so he took advantage of my vulnerability and slowly undressed me in the process.

 

I found my hand wrapped around his cock. Rubbing it. Slowly pressing and palming it, just like he wanted. My thumb moved up to the head a couple of times just to feel the spongy tip. I couldn't do much with him sucking on my lips. I loved every bit of it. One day I was crying about the death of Fluffy; our dog, when Dad came over to comfort me. He wiped my tears and... then... he kissed me. Not like anything I have ever felt. Dad licked my lips. Then he put his tongue in my mouth and sucked my tongue. It was a strange feeling at first, but soon became something great. We practised kissing everyday after school. He told me that I was really good at it. But I didn't care about being good at it, because it felt really good to me. My body felt great and I loved having my Dad sucking on me there. Life was good. Or so I thought.

I told my boyfriend Mike that I was a lousy kisser after he insistantly pressed on that couples who love each other kiss. He really wanted to kiss me, but I rejected all of his advances. Not that I didn't want to. It's because I just couldn't. Dad, you see, owned my body. He owned my small, lean frame and my ass. He owned the little nubs that protruded from my flat chest and especially the peach fuzz covered pussy hole at the apex of my hairless legs. How was I supposed to tell poor Mike this. That his girlfriend is fucking her step-dad, or that when her step-dad sucks on her tongue all resistence crumbles. Even the fact that when her step-dad is down kissing her there, she really just wants him in her mouth. Mike had absolutely no clue. "If I so much as find a pubic hair, other than your own, on your body they'll be no more french kissing for you young lady, UNDERSTAND?" Dad whispered in my ear as a warning, and then resumed the making out session.

 

"Taste!....taste it!" Dad shouted  and made me lick out a taste of Mikey's cum filled condom. You see, Dad soon came up with this great idea to keep Mike around. After weeks of insistance from Mike. After calling me a tease for the umpteenth time, and after being turned down, Mike decided to break up with me, but Dad stormed into my bedroom before Mike left. "Mike wait!" He said

 

 

 

 


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