Driving Heidi Home - Sex Stories

Driving Heidi Home

... in her pussy, soaking in its moist warmth. Her eyes shone with a lovelight as they looked up into mine. A tender smile touched her lips as she gently wiped a droplet of sweat from my forehead with one hand and stroked my chest with the other. "I love you, Daddy." I awoke the next morning to the smell of bacon cooking and to find myself alone. Of course, she had to get up before Brian found her in his mother's bed. Smart girl. I'd have to remember to mess up the guest bed before Traci got home! Out in the kitchen I found my 'nanny' busy making breakfast for the three of us. I noticed, with some amusement, how she took on a more motherly air with Brian this morning. She felt all grown up, and I guess she had the right. Brian's daddy's semen was, after all, planted deep in her young womb. I'll have to take some precautions about that, I thought. Although the very thought of impregnating the little teen made my prick spring to life, a pregnant f******n-year-old would result in an investigation, and it wouldn't take much to lead it right to me. After breakfast, once she'd posted Brian in front of his Saturday morning cartoons, I pulled her into my office. I held her face in both hands and planted a serious, prolonged kiss on her succulent mouth, and then pulled her into my lap. "Honey, last night was wonderful. I hope we can keep making love for some time to come. But we do have to be careful. We have to make sure you don't get pregnant." "Oh, don't worry about that, Mr. Johnson. ...

... The doctor put me on the pill because of how bad my cramps were when I started getting my period last spring. My mom calls them my "cramp pills', but the doctor told me they were birth control pills. I have to take them every day." "Wow, that's good news." What a load off my mind! Though part of me regretted it, of course. She giggled. "I bet Doctor Brown never thought his pills would be keeping me un-pregnant!" "No, I suppose not, at least not yet. I have to admit something to you--what we did in bed last night goes beyond what most fathers teach their daughters. I don't think your doctor would have thought there was much need for the contraceptive aspects of the pills just yet." "Yeah, I kinda figured we went a little farther than we were supposed to, you know, as father and daughter! But now that we have, we can't stop now, right Daddy? We're not just dad-and-k** anymore, we're lovers, right? It's almost too bad about the pills, though. I kind of liked the idea of getting pregnant. I really want to have a baby--that will prove I'm all grown up!" "Sweetheart, you're f******n. Believe me, you're not ready for that." How ironic that although I thought her plenty old enough for me to fuck, I knew she was far too young to make a mature decision about pregnancy. "And another thing," I continued, "although I wish you could call me Mike, it would be pretty suspicious, and we have to keep this to ourselves. I need you to keep calling me Mr. Johnson, even when we're alone, just so ...