I took another deep breath and held it inside my chest. Something hot, wet, and slick pushed out of me, and I realized that I’d just squirted an orgasm on Jake without even taking my clothes off.
“Oh...oh my God, I’ve never done that before,” I said as I tried to breathe. “One of my friends said something about that but I didn’t believe her.”
He smiled and pushed the hair back out of my face that had fallen in my eyes. For a moment he just stared at me, watching, studying my face. He pushed up on his thick arms and wrapped one around me, holding me as he stood, effortlessly lifting me off the ground.
Before I really grasped what was happening, I felt the familiar softness of the couch underneath me, and Jake yanked my shorts and panties up and off.
“God you smell so good,” he said as he clenched the cloth in his fist and inhaled my scent. He knelt a moment later, pushed my knees apart, and as his tongue slid along one side of me, then the other, I first melted into a puddle on the couch, and then into his mouth. The juice running out of me was so warm that I felt the trickles that he missed with his tongue run down to the fabric underneath me.
“And you taste,” he lifted his face to look at me. “You taste like heaven.”
A second later, his face was back against me. Daddy’s tongue traced a slow, wonderful circle that sent chills all the way down my legs, and made my toes curl. That’s another thing I thought never happened in real life. Add it to the list. As his licking grew faster and more urgent, I felt something else push inside me. First it was just one finger tip, then a second.
I threw my head back just like he’d done, and slid my hips further toward my daddy’s face, lost in a world I never thought I’d experience.
“Do you like it when I go slower or when I go fast?” Jake asked, pulling his face from my clenching sex and breathing a little hard.
“I like...” I paused to think. “I don’t know,” I finally answered honestly. “I just...Ohhh...” interrupting me, another finger slipped inside my aching, pink slit. Daddy started moving his three fingertips in slow circles and set the tip of his tongue to flicking back and forth across my clit. It wasn’t long before I felt the same little squeezes and pulses inside me from before.
“It’s so good,” I said with a gasp. “It feels...oh...oh God!” My moaning turned to a scream when Jake curled his fingertips against the front wall of my pussy. Stroking a place I’d only recently found for myself, a little spot that sent chills all the way up my back, he chuckled softly when I started shaking.
For a few moments, we stayed just like that. His soft, hot breath caressing my nib, his fingers stretching me deliciously around them over and over as he pushed deeper gave me such intense pleasure that I could hardly stand it. I fell into a kind of numb trance with my eyes half open watching the top of his head.
He let out another little laugh when his darting tongue made me grab a handful of the wavy, black hair on the back of his head and then the rumbling of his laugh made it feel even better! I started breathing hard again. Back and forth, I rocked my hips in time with the slick motions of his tongue, and his fingers that were somehow halfway in. The aching stretch between my legs was so thrilling and wonderful that I could hardly believe it.
When Daddy stood up, I grabbed for him to keep him close. “Where are you going?” I said. That was a stupid question.
“Move that beautiful ass lower on the couch. Your daddy is about to give you what you’ve always wanted.”
He ran a hand along my slit and then rubbed his sex-wet fingers around his tip until it glistened. As I watched him, I started to feel afraid again.
“Oh, no, no, it’s too big,” I said. “There’s no way that’ll go inside me, no...Unnnnh...”
My protest was muffled by the exquisite feeling of his bulge painting a slow track from the top of my cleft where he massaged my clit for a second all the way down to my hole. I had ached for him before – a lot – but never quite like this. So close, he was so close to putting it in side me and making my dreams come true, that the yearning inside me almost physically hurt.
“Baby girl,” he said under his breath. “You’re so tight I can barely get between these sweet little lips.”
A half second later, I felt the most raw, wonderful, awful, agonizing and somehow ecstasy-inducing thing I’d ever felt. My daddy’s dickhead pushed first against, and then inside, my vice-grip entrance.
“I’m glad you did that thing with your fingers,” I said with a little laugh that was followed by a moan. “Oh...oh my God it hurts...hurts so...so good!”
It felt like stars exploding between my legs. At first it did hurt, and a lot. A whole lot. But then I opened my eyes and saw Jake’s kind eyes staring back at me and I knew that what he said was true – he’d never hurt me. Everything was fine. The ridge of his head slipped inside me, and suddenly, everything was way more than fine.
With a kind of possessed excitement, I started gently bucking my hips to get more of him inside me, but he held me back.
“Slow,” he said with a smile. “Go slow.”
His pace was mesmerizing. I let my hands fall from his shoulders to the muscles of his stomach where I massaged him softly, relishing the flex-and-relax every time he pushed deeper and pulled back.
With every single inward stroke, I drew another breath, then exhaled with a mixture of relief and need for him to return when he pulled away. A moment later, I cupped myself and played with my clit softly as he worked inside.
“Do you like how that feels?” he asked.
God yes, fuck yes daddy, fuck me harder! Is what I wanted to say. But that wasn’t what Jake’s girl would have said. Instead I bit my lip, looked at him with innocent eyes, and nodded.
He stroked my cheek with the back of a hand, and as he did the warmth in my pussy became a feeling that transcended sexual pleasure. His care, his softness, it was all right here. Jake’s tender heart is what kept him from bending me over and fucking me raw, and I knew why he was doing it this way instead of that way. My daddy couldn’t bear to hurt me.
At least not just then.
“Are you ready for it to hurt a little more?” He grinned as he spoke.
I gave him another innocent-but-yearning look, and a little nod.
Daddy grabbed my hips and drove deep, so deep all at once that I let out a little yelp as his cock slid more than halfway into me. I split my fingers so that two of them were on either side of where he pushed my lips apart and filled me with the most intense, wonderful fire I’d ever felt.
“Don’t stop,” I whispered. “You can fuck your little girl as hard as you want. If it feels good to you, I want you do it. Okay daddy?”
“Are you sure?”
He was asking me permission to wear me out. I just knew it. And holy shit was I ever sure.
“Yes sir,” I whispered. “Yes, daddy.”
In the space of two breaths, he hoisted me off the couch, but somehow kept his cock inside me. He turned me around grabbed a handful of my hair and shoved me face down onto the big, sloppy wet spot that I’d made on the couch. The scent of my own sex juice put a sort of fury into me, and I shoved backwards, screaming as his thickness felt like it was going to split me apart.
And then, I felt it. I felt the heavy warmth of his balls. He was all the way in. My daddy’s dick was all the way inside my little virgin pussy. I could have cried I was so excited. I could have reached back and pushed him away and then hugged him and cried.
He started moving, slowly at first, and immediately any desire I had to have some sort of emotional outburst faded.
“Reach down and tug daddy’s balls, Lily. Get a handful and...yeah, just like that.”
He groaned when I squeezed his sack and massaged his globes against my skin. Daddy grabbed my hips and slowly pushed so deep I felt him all the way in the back of my pussy. Every inch of me was squeezed around him so tight that every single line and curve of his dick was there for me to feel, to experience, to love.
I squeezed harder and he grunted a little. Fingers clasped my hips so hard I felt like I was gonna bruise, and he yanked back on the handful of hair he had, pulling my face out of my pussy juice and letting me take a gasping, ragged breath.
Out and in, out and in, he moved slowly and carefully. Every single inch of him shoved inside, filling me completely. He left and I always wanted him back. I found myself pulling harder on his sack to keep him inside me, but he liked it so much he’d fight a little to get an extra bit of stretch.
“Put your hand against the back of the couch. Daddy’s about to fuck you so hard you’re gonna scream.”
His words were enough to stoke the pleasured fire inside me that already had my pussy squeezing on his dick. But then when he finally pulled back and slammed against me, I knew he was serious.
“F...fuck!” I grunted when he filled me in one hard stroke. “Yes!” My elbow bent with his force, and I grabbed the back of the couch so hard my fingernails almost dug into the suede. “Don’t stop, daddy, don’t stop!”
He pulled back and I felt every single detail on his shaft slide out. “More!” I cried. “Give me more!”
Thwack!
Daddy’s hand smacked my ass hard enough to smart and sting.
Thwack!
“Naughty girl! Using such dirty words!” He laughed and struck me again as he shoved his cock all the way in.
Thwack!
His spanks got a little harder, and after the third one, I felt my nipples harden again as his balls shrunk up against the top of my pussy. He was close. He grabbed my hips tight with both hands. I threw my head back and let out an exasperated sigh.
“Unnh...yes, yes, baby girl, squeeze daddy’s dick with those pussy muscles. Up and down, just like that! You’re gonna make your daddy come inside you if you keep that up. Is that where you want it? Do you want me to come in that tight little pussy or down your throat?”
“Both,” I whimpered.
A hand went underneath and mauled one of my aching tits. He pinched and tugged me hard, and I felt the muscles in his thighs tense up.
“Yes,” he groaned. “Keep squeezing my dick. God that feels so fucking good.”
He pulled his hand away and swatted me again on the ass. The pain immediately turned to a sweet, smoldering burn of pleasure that crept up my back to my scalp.
“Me...me too, daddy,” I said. “Coming...coming...yes!”
“Grit those teeth. Strain against it. You’re not allowed to come until I say so, do you understand?”
“I don’t...I can’t stop it,” I moaned. Just then the squeezing between my legs grew more desperate and I felt myself convulse around his girth.
He pushed forward one last time, somehow deeper than ever before. He filled every possible space within me, so deep that it ached when his dickhead started to twitch.
“Hold...on...not yet, not yet,” he said through clenched teeth.
“I’m trying daddy, I’m trying!” My neck was as tight as my cunt. I strained so hard trying to keep myself from going over the edge that the gentle, milking massage my pussy gave him turned into a hard squeeze.
“Oh Jesus. Oh yes, Lily, feel your daddy’s cum. Feel all this...” he let out a long, almost shuddering hiss. Jake’s balls contracted again, tightened up, and then I felt his first soaking explosion cover my inner walls.
As soon as he let go, I gave up trying. My sex began to grind against him, clench and flutter. Breath caught in my chest, and my whole body tensed up at once. He pulsed again, soaking every inch of me, and then yanked himself out, grabbed my hair, and forced me to my knees.
“Suck me dry,” he groaned.
Two of my fingers went straight inside my grasping cunt. I dragged them along the same spot from before, and daddy’s seed drove against the back of my throat with a third, then a forth, pulse of his climax.
His taste, the warmth of his sticky love drenching my womb, it all was just too much. I flattened my palm against my clit and pushed until I gave way.
“Coming! I’m coming daddy – oh...oh my God – I’m coming!”
Once again he yanked his dick away from me. He shoved me backwards with a fury that somehow got me hotter than I was before, pushed my legs apart and rammed himself straight in, filling me all the way. He shot one last pump inside me, and my whole world went white.
Heat and pleasure radiated out of my core and through every inch of my body. My toes curled, my fingers scratched along daddy’s muscular back. In deep, hungry pulses, my cunt squeezed and released so hard that my asshole began to convulse with the pleasure my daddy put inside me.
“Daddy! Yes!” I screamed. “Daddy...”
Finally, my breath came back to me and I opened my eyes. Jake’s kind, beautiful eyes were searching my face.
For a second we both just breathed, watching each other.
“I hope you’re not done yet,” he said with a grin. “Your daddy is still hard.”
Just like before, Jake somehow pulled me up without leaving my quivering pussy. That time though, he pulled me up on his lap.
“This time though,” he said. “You’re going to do the work.”
Laying back, I felt his dick twitch deep inside me and a gush of his seed, followed by my pussy juice, dripped down and slid along his dick.
“God I love how sloppy you are. I imagined this a lot, but it was never this good.”
His hands went right to my nipples that had just started to soften a little, and he pushed his hips against me, driving his cock deep. “Move these hips,” he said as he grabbed my ass with one hand and forced me to slide forward. “Just...just like that.”
As soon as I started to move the way he wanted me to, daddy’s hands went back to my aching tits. Just like that, we stayed for who knows how long – his big, hard dick inside me, my hips turning, his fingers on my nipples.
Pinching.
Pulling.
Fucking my daddy.
The next time he exploded, I got to watch his face. Jake closed his eyes tight and the cords on his neck all stood out. A second later, my cunt grabbed him again and he emptied his balls inside me, pulsing and filling me.
I collapsed onto his chest, the afterglow from my third climax almost exhausting me into sleep. Daddy tickled my back with gentle touches of his fingertips.
“I will never, ever not be here for you,” he said.
His words touched me just like his body had moments before. It was right then that I realized what I was really, actually afraid of.
“We’re not going to drift apart, are we?” I said. “I mean like...one of those things where we see each other on holidays then exchange a few pleasantries and smile some, then that’s it? I couldn’t handle that. You’ve been everything to me for so long that I just couldn’t bear it.”
“No.” Jake pushed my hair back behind my ear and kissed me gently, sucking my bottom lip inside his mouth. He tangled his fingers in my hair, and tasted himself on my tongue. “I won’t ever let that happen. Unless someday you decide that’s what you want. But even then, I’ll always be here for you when you need someone to talk, someone to...”
His voice trailed off.
I knew what he meant. He knew what he meant. But even with the beauty we’d just shared, with the years of pent-up passion we’d just let explode all over us, he couldn’t say it.
Neither could I.
I kissed him again, first on the lips, then on the side of his neck.
Neither of us could say it, but in that moment, we both knew that there would never be another person – for either of us – more perfect.
The next day, life would go back to normal, I knew. He’d be Jake, and I’d be Lily. My mom would get home a couple days later, and I’d already be away at college.
But neither of us would ever forget what we’d just shared for the rest of our lives.
We’d never forget the day my daddy taught me
what love really feels like.
About the Author: Riley Rourke
Riley Rourke is the sort of girl you'd never recognize if you saw her on the street. Sweet, unassuming housewife and mother of three, she bottles up all her wildest fantasies all day, then writes them for you every night.
Whatever she dreams up, she writes, no matter how wild and taboo. Expect hot stories, dripping with tension, of people who MUST be together, no matter the cost.
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Chapter 1
Looking back on that fateful day, I should never have agreed to go four-wheeling with my brother. A snowstorm was headed for the mountains and our parents were out of town, so when we got trapped, there was nobody to miss us. But we were young and foolish then, living for the moment.
Although we weren’t related by blood, Jake and I had lived as brother and sister since our parents got married over 10 years ago. Growing up, I idolized him. He was two years older than me, big, strong and good looking. Jake ran with the popular crowd and was the star quarterback of our school’s football team. I was a late-bloomer, a skinny, awkward bookworm with thick glasses and silver braces. Yet despite our differences, Jake never made me feel like the geeky sibling.
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