Sparrow spend the summer with her DAD - Sex Stories

Sparrow spend the summer with her DAD

... hitting the mute button on the TV. "I've spent a lot of time thinking about what you've said. And here's what I've decided." "Yes?" she said, almost holding her breath. She felt, she knew inside, for some reason, that momentous, important stuff was about to be said. "Darling, okay. I accept that you want this, more than anything. And I can't deny that I want it, too. I can not and will not deny a great attraction to you. I love you more than life itself. I want what you want for you. Even this thing, although I know it's not right." "Okay..." she finally said, when it became obvious he was waiting for a reply. "Most of all, darling, I don't want to screw up my relationship with you. That would be the worst thing to come of something like this. It would take a very strong relationship, which I do think we have, by the way, anyway, it would change things considerably. Sex just does that, like it or not. It would change everything." She was silent. She finally nodded. "Here's what I'll do for you," he said. "You keep this on your mind, keep thinking about it, deciding. I will too, I can't help it, it's all I've thought of, lately. Anyway, if you still want this, after you're eighteen, I'll give in. I'll do it for you." Eighteen? she thought. Holy fuck, that's three more years. That's forever. She knew there was no way she could wait that long. Shit, she thought. She did appreciate what he was saying, what he was giving her. He was giving her hope, more than anything. And he ...

... hadn't said no, like he had up until now. Can I wait three more years? she wondered. Shit, shit. "Daddy... thank you..." she finally said, her mind racing. "I know you love me, I feel it every day. And I appreciate what your doing for me, and what you will do for me. I don't know if I can wait that long, but I'll try..." "Darlin'... you don't have to wait... if you meet somebody you love, go with them. Don't waste your time waiting on an old man like me. But, like I said, if you still want me, I'll be there, when you're eighteen." "Thank you, daddy!" she said, and turned, burrowing her face into his stomach. She thought she was going to cry, for some crazy reason, and she didn't want him to see it. She lay there for some time, and finally got a grip on herself. "Daddy..." she finally said, and he looked down at her. "Daddy, there's... there's lots of other things we can do, than just have straight-up sex... can you give me something like that, to give me a little hope? To give me something, at least?" He just stared at her. She could feel the wheels turning in his head. She restrained an urge to giggle. "Darlin'..." he finally said. "Like what? What do you mean? Do you want me to kiss you?" She did giggle, and that. "Yes, and a little more. I want you to lick me. Lick me, in all the right places." "Sparrow..." he seemed frustrated. "Darling... I'm not sure if I could stop, if I did something like that... to me, that's still having sex..." "I know, Daddy... but I want something so ...