The Second Place Sister - Sex Stories

The Second Place Sister

... Stephanie fought to get control of her breathing. Her daddy was coming back with the camera. “Ready for a couple of shots?” he asked, his dick still hard. He wasn't trying to hide it. She took that as a good sign. “Sure, daddy. How do you want me?” She grinned. Over the next hour, Stephanie teased the living hell out of her father, and he her. He instructed her to pose in several different ways, some on the lounger, some against a tree, on the table, by the water, in the water, and in various swimwear, some fairly conservative, some of it utterly lewd. Throughout the process his cock never was in danger of softening, and by the time he finished the last shot Stephanie's little cunt was sopping wet. Finally, he set the camera aside and jumped in the pool. He was under for a few seconds, and then emerged with a gasp. “Damn, but it's hot out here!” he yelled. Wasting no time, Stephanie followed him in, making sure to splash him as much as possible. He was sputtering as she came up under him, brushing her toned body against his hard rod. John gasped as she broke the surface right under his nose, coming up fast so that her lips landed right on his. Rather than pull back, he found himself lingering, feeling her young lips pressed against his. His arm went around her waist, and her hand slid into his shorts. She wrapped her small hand around as much cock as she could, moaning into his mouth as her lips opened and she felt his tongue slip inside. Finally, he broke away, still holding ...

... his sexy little girl. “Stephie,” he breathed, “I know you've been flirting with me,” “Was it that obvious, daddy?” she asked. “Only after your mother pointed it out,” She gasped and almost let go of his cock, but she'd wanted it for so long that she held on, “M, mom? Mom knew?” He nodded, “Your mother's the greatest tease I've ever known. She can spot a flirt a mile away, and you, have obviously inherited her talents in that regard,” “Daddy,” she whispered. “Stephie,” he said gruffly, “look. I know what it's like to be a horny teenager. Hell, I was one not too long ago. You're an adult now, though. That means you need to think very carefully about the things you do, and the repercussions of your actions,” “Oh, I have daddy! I've been thinking of you for a long time,” “Just hear me out, Stephie. You're my daughter, and that means that there are things that some people might think are wrong, you know that,” “You mean,” she put her lips to his ear, “things like daddies pushing their big, swollen, daddy cocks into their daughter's virgin pussies? Or do you mean horny little girls trying to fit as much of their daddy's big dicks into their throat as they can manage? What about holding your daughter down while she offers up her tiny asshole for you? Would some people say those things are wrong, daddy?” John's cock lurched under the water. Fucking fuck! His daughter was a pro at spewing nasty talk. Any restraint he had was beginning to crumble. “I, uh, yes...yes, Stephie. There are ...