AI Denise Pt. 02 - Sex Stories

AI Denise Pt. 02

... would lean against him, his arm around her shoulder, her legs pulled up on the couch, displaying her panties. She would rest her hand on his leg, occasionally quite close to his crotch. She could see the bulge in his pants, and it made her wet.

One night after they finished a movie, Jane got up to kiss her dad goodnight. She was wearing Stan's favorite babydoll nightie, and she had been teasing him all evening. Her breasts were barely contained in her lacy lingerie. Their goodnight kisses had progressed from a peck on the cheek to a lingering lip-to-lip kiss. Stan held her against him, his mouth open and his tongue searching for hers. Jane surrendered to him, moaning softly into his mouth. When their kiss finally ended, Stan asked, "Jane, would you please join me in my bed tonight?"

Jane whispered, "Just tonight, Daddy?"

Stan looked at her and saw nothing but passion. "What do you mean, baby?"

Jane's heart was pounding. She knew she could either continue her teasing, or she could dive in and try to bring the project to a conclusion. She blushed deeply, and her voice was weak and trembling when she replied, "Maybe I could move into your room with you?"

Stan stared at her for a moment, not sure if he had heard her correctly. Then he took her head in his hands and said, "Let's not get ahead of ourselves. We'll take it one night at a time, okay, baby girl? For now, for tonight, you are mine. I only know that tonight I want you completely. I want to make love to ...

... you with no reservation, no hesitation, no second thoughts. My desire for you is consuming me, and I need you. You are my daughter ... and you are my lover." He kissed her passionately, then took her hand and led her to his room.

Her babydoll nightie was made of red lace. The fabric hugged her curves in all the right places, and the soft cups accentuated her cleavage. His cock strained inside his pants, eager to be released. When they got to his room, he took her in his arms and resumed the kiss they had started a few moments before.

His hands caressed her body, starting at her hips. He ran them down her lace outfit, then down her thigh to just below the ruffled hem of her babydoll. He then brought his hands up under her nightie and up to her waist. His fingers slid under her g-string, teasing it down very slightly.

Jane's arms were wrapped around Stan's neck as they kissed. She ground her body against his, feeling his bulge pressed against her. She felt her dad's hands on her thigh, then felt them move up to her waist. She felt him playing with her g-string, and hoped he was going to remove it. She spread her legs apart very slightly, an invitation for Stan to do as he pleased.

He traced his fingers along the g-string, moving from the sides up to her pubic mound. He slid under the lace fabric, combing her pussy hair with his fingers. Jane gasped as he continued down to her sex. He lightly brushed over her clit, already firm and engorged. She backed away from him ...