Jake's Magic Remote VII - Sweet Dreams - Sex Stories

Jake's Magic Remote VII - Sweet Dreams

... Without any warning, Petra punched jake in the leg. “Ow! What the hell?” “Sorry. Just checking.” “We’re already stopped. Or, everything else is.” “Oh yeah. Sorry.” “You wanna just watch the end of the movie?” “One second.” Petra got up and eased out of the aisle. Careful not to disturb anything, she walked up and over to where the other couple were sitting, the ones who’d been fooling around before them. She giggled, then leaned down to inspect something. She was still giggling to herself when she returned. “What’s so funny?” “You’re bigger. And she’s not as pretty as me.” Jake rolled his eyes. “Come here, you.” Jake used the remote to start time again. When the usher looked over, all he saw was a man and woman sitting close together watching the film. Petra cuddled close to Jake for the rest of it, credits included. It felt nice, Jake thought. In fact, it felt great. Was that weird? She was his daughter, but he’d just blown a load in her mouth and she didn’t seem upset or freaked out at all. On the other hand, she was also pretty much his favorite person to be with. She was sweet, fun, beautiful, and always had his back. So maybe this didn’t have to be weird. As the credits ended, Petra grabbed his arm. “Shall we go, babe?” she asked, apparently once more committed to the pretend date they were on. “Sure, Pet,” he said, smiling at her. “My place or yours?” “Why don’t we just start driving and see where we end up?” she said with a wink. Then without a second of hesitation she ...

... leaned down and kissed him. Jake couldn’t stop her from doing it. Nor did he want to. Petra’s lips were soft and warm, and the way they pressed to his, slightly parted, made him respond in kind without even thinking, and her hand on his cheek felt right and perfect. Her other hand was on his cock, and as she pulled away he realized he was hard once again. She grinned at him and pulled him to his feet, leading the way out of the theater. Jake’s mind was reeling. What was happening here, exactly? How far was this going to go? Why wasn’t Petra frozen with everything else before? How reliable was his apparent self-preservation timestop reflex? They left the theater and headed toward a bus stop, since Sarah had taken the car. Luckily it was warm out, so despite being after dark, they were comfortable enough sitting on the bench. Once more, Petra pressed close against Jake. He checked the stop number on his phone, and it looked like they’d be waiting for a while. “Petra,” Jake said, “We need to talk about this.” “Yeah,” she said with a sigh. “I guess we do.” “We can’t-” “You’ll have to stop time when we do it. We can use my room.” Jake blinked. “What?” “I’ve been thinking it through,” Petra said, looking up at the stars. “We won’t get caught if nobody can walk in. So we can use your ability, and nobody will know.” “Petra. What are you saying here?” “You know what I’m saying, Daddy. I’ve thought about it. I’ve been thinking about it for a while. I want to be with you. You obviously ...