Sexual Awakening Part Four - Sex Stories

Sexual Awakening Part Four

... torso, over his sweaty chest muscles. As I do, I feel both his hands reach for my fore, my shoulders, and my button squishing between myself and his swollen cock. I thought I was going cum right there. Again, he protests, but is less objectionable this time.

"Baby, we really shouldn't," he barely murmurs.

As I sit up, I feel my vagina slide ever so slightly along his shaft. My juices flowing like mad, I softly jerk my hips forward and feel the slick of my pussy on his shaft; I start to slowly glide my needy cunt gently back and forth along his cock. I begin to quicken my pace, back and forth, with my juices flowing freely, lubricating our two bodies. I see my dad's mouth open to an O, and I know he's enjoying me jacking his cock with a swelling little cunt. I reach forward to put my finger on his bottom lip and unexpectedly squish my clit on his shaft, sending waves of white ripples through my body. I've masturbated a million times and even our encounter, but nothing has ever felt like this.

I start to rotate my hips, nearly in a bucking motion, as I jack his cock. I reach down between my legs and begin to frig my clit in rhythm to my motions. As I look down, I see a puddle on his belly from his leaking cock; I reach for its head and pull it upwards, grinding my cunt onto him harder. With its head in my hand, I pull up; I start to grind my clit on it, then back down his length, over and over again, until I hear those words that nearly made me cry.

"Oh, Baby, fuck ...

... me."

Take that, Zoe, I'm Baby, not you, and I'm fucking my dad the way 'he likes. He places his hands on my knees and starts to slide them up my thighs, under my nighty, and stops with both thumbs just short of my vagina. Back and forth several times, pressing into the inner folds where my legs end just millimeters from my clit.

I whisper, probably too loudly, "Oh, Daddy, touch it."

He lets his left thumb brush over my completely swollen clitoris but passes by and, grabs both hands on my hips and starts to take control of my gliding masturbation. Controlling all ninety pounds of me like a little fuck toy, he begins his manipulation of my cunt. Gliding me back and forth along his shaft as he works it into a frenzy. I'm so close to orgasm that I throw my hair back and stare at the ceiling and let him know I'm cumming.

He says in a masculine way, not my baby way, "Yes, baby cum for Daddy."

Oh God, yes, that is what I wanted to hear, and a white raging ripple of orgasm rips my body, wave after wave of constant vibrations and contractions as I flood my daddy's belly with a river of liquid love. By the time I came back to reality, I realized I was sitting still on his shaft. His cock is still fully inflated, and he gently gyrating me on it.

"Oh, Daddy," I whispered, "that was wonderful, and I needed that so much.

He slyly smirked up at me, and I got this feeling in my belly as his continued movement started all over again. Oh my Lord, it's starting again, and I ...