Taking My Daughter Sabine ch. 2 - Sex Stories

Taking My Daughter Sabine ch. 2

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Then she spread herself open, exposing that pretty pink vagina to my hungry eyes, and did I ever feast.

It was the first time I'd seen Sabine's pussy, and I was in no way disappointed.

In fact, I'd have to say that it was every bit as beautiful as the rest of her, and as wrong as I knew it was, I had the strong desire to lick, and suck my baby girl’s sweet little pussy.

Suddenly her rubbing became faster, and more insistent as she began moaning softly, and I could see her whole body start to shudder.

As I watched my daughter cum, I could feel my own orgasm forcing its way out.

Now of course I knew that it was a bad idea to ejaculate in front of the bathroom door, but the intense look on Sabine's face as she got off there in the shower, the water running down her creamy flesh, was just too fucking hot.

I stopped stroking myself, but I didn't stop watching my baby play with her pretty little pussy, and that made me squeeze the shaft which almost caused me to cum again. So I released my cock entirely, and that seemed to forestall my climax, but then Sabine reached out, and grabbed the towel rack inside the shower for support as a pained look crossed her face, and a little whimper escaped her lips.

Now the pressure was almost too much, but I probably could have held it in if not for the fact that on top of all the other sites, and sounds of my little girl getting off, hard, I saw her thick cum run down her leg, and before I knew it my sperm came ...

... blasting out of the tip of my penis in powerful spurts all over the bathroom door.

It was just mind bending how hot my daughter could get me, and I have to say, that at this point I started to become a little concerned.

Once again the part of me that didn't want this to stop tried the same old trick, 'It's not as if you are doing anything too her. It's harmless.'

But I was starting to wonder if that was true.

I mean this was not at all right. How far was I prepared to go?

As I quickly and quietly cleaned my sperm from the bathroom door, I realized that I didn't have an answer for that. I honestly didn't know what I might do to her, and that truly frightened me.

So after that, I decided to back off.

I stopped spying on her in the bathroom, and I would only masturbate if she either wasn’t home, or if she had already been in bed for a few hours.

Of course I still thought about her while tossing off, and I figured that it was relatively harmless.

So this went on for months, and I thought that I was doing pretty good, but then came the night, about two weeks before Sabine’s summer break began, when Sylvia turned up.

Sylvia, and I had dated on, and off for the last five years, and she had broken it off this last time, about a month before Sabine moved in, and we hadn’t spoken since.

So you can imagine my surprise when, after some loud knocking, I opened the door to find guess who?

Sabine had already gone to bed, and I was sort of dozing on the couch ...