Taking My Daughter Sabine Ch. 8 - Sex Stories

Taking My Daughter Sabine Ch. 8

... as the girls carried her to the bench.

Eventually they picked her up, laying her gently on the bench, holding her firmly as she tried desperately to wiggle loose.

"No, please, you can't!" she begged, tears streaming down her face as I approached.

I shushed her gently as I sat down on the bench between her legs, reassuring her as I grasped her thighs, gently massaging her outer labia with my thumbs, "It's okay Sabine, coach is gonna take good care of you."

Remember when I said that it seemed that each new pussy I'd encountered on this journey was more beautiful than the last?

Well Sabine's was the tops.

Perhaps there was a touch of parental pride involved, but if there was a more perfect vagina in the world I couldn't even imagine what that would look like.

From her smooth shaved pubis, to the curves of her outer labia, to the perfect shade of pink in her delicate petals, it was the most delicious looking pussy I'd ever laid eyes on.

She whimpered, her flesh quivering as I dipped my head down, kissing her gently on her clitorial hood.

"Please Daddy!" she pleaded pathetically.

"Ooo, daddy!" Mary-Beth hooted. "How kinky!"

'If you only knew.' I couldn't help thinking before gently shushing Sabine again and then proceeding to eat her pussy.

I had thought that I'd put everything into it when I'd gone down on Sarah, but it turned out I had a reserve of passion that I hadn't tapped into yet.

All the love in my heart for Sabine made its way to ...

... my lips and tongue as I ravished her sweet little pussy.

Her sweet musky flavor was positively intoxicating as I fucked her tight hole with my tongue, licking her from her anus to her pubis before settling in to work on her stiff little clitoris.

Before long I'd driven her to orgasm.

She continued to cry "No! Please!" even while she was cumming, but there was no turning back now.

I sat up, wiping Sabine's juices from my face with my arm, then scooted up to put myself in position for penetration.

I pulled back Sabine's soft, thick labia with my fingers, guiding the head of my stiff penis toward her pink, glistening, and now fully exposed young vagina.

"Fuck her coach, fuck her hard!" Mary-Beth hissed, cheering me on.

With my face buried in Sabine's crotch I hadn't noticed until now what the rest of our assembled party had been doing.

They weren't just spectating, although they were certainly doing that.

They were, most of them, touching themselves, and even each other.

The atmosphere of sexual excitement was positively electric as I squeezed my stiff shaft causing a single drop of precum to drop onto her pretty pink petals.

As I began pushing my tip into her tight hole she begged desperately, tears streaming down her face, "No, please, you can't."

A tear finally emerged from the well that had been building up in my eyes, the emotional intensity even more powerful than the physical sensations as I leaned over her body, first gasping her tits ...