1. Taking My Daughter Sabine


    Date: 5/22/2024, Categories: Fiction Consensual Sex Cum Swallowing Discipline, Domination/submission Erotica Exhibitionism First Time Hardcore Incest Male/Teen Female Males / Females, Virginity Voyeurism Young Author: Eric the Red, Source: sexstories.com 

    Prologue:

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.

Her team mates, Jenny, and Alice, held her legs open, while Sarah, and Mary-Beth held her arms.

Sabine had tried to welch on their bet, but these girls weren't having it.

They had pulled her out of the shower, and as they held her, spread eagle on the bench of the girls locker room, the rest of the field hockey team looked on, some of them so excited by the situation that they were touching themselves, and even each other.

I held the tip of my dick just over her sweet pussy, slowly pumping the shaft once so that a single drop of precum landed on her pretty, pink flower.

Sabine's eyes, and mouth were wide in disbelief as she watched my thick meat preparing to penetrate her virgin pussy.

I looked up at Mary-Beth regarding me with wild eyes, obviously more excited then the rest as she hissed, "Fuck her coach, fuck her hard." and although she had secretly helped me to engineer this whole thing, even she was not privy to the real secret.

Only Sabine, and I knew that she was my daughter.

She had spent all season hiding this fact, and I had gone along with her, ostensibly to avoid the appearance of favoritism, but now to her shock, and horror, my real agenda was revealed.

Suddenly it occurred to me that the twisted path that had led us here began when her mother had sent her to live with ...
    ... me two years ago.

Chapter 1

"Jesus Christ Janice!" I hissed, attempting to keep my voice at a whisper. "You could have warned me."

Janice looked pensive as she replied in an equally intense whisper, "Don't you think I would've if I could've? I wasn't prepared for this either."

The reason for the whispering was that our daughter Sabine was just on the other side of the kitchen door. Sitting on the couch with her bags, all ready to move in with daddy.

The problem with this, of course, was that her mother, Janice, hadn't even bothered to tell me that this might happen.

When they'd arrived at my door moments earlier, Janice had gotten straight to the point, saying, "I just got this great job in London, but I have to leave tonight, and I can't take Sabine with me. She's going to have to move in with you."

Needless to say this had come as a total shock to me.

Sabine had sat down on the couch in a huff, dropping her bags on the floor. Clearly she was not at all pleased with this turn of events.

"We need to talk." I'd told Janice, pointing towards the kitchen.

Then I'd turned to Sabine, and said, "Mummy, and daddy need to discuss something in the kitchen sweetie. Just wait right there."

"I'm not an infant." she'd snapped, and I had to admit it was true.

She was far from being an infant.

It's embarrassing to admit, but I really hadn't seen her since she was a toddler, and in the intervening years she had really blossomed.

Her curving hips, and ...
«1234...»