One of Those Feel-Good Award-Winning Coming-of-Age Films - Sex Stories

One of Those Feel-Good Award-Winning Coming-of-Age Films

... small stuff. Right? And being here with you makes all of it small stuff, sweet stuff,” I called her, giving one of her beautiful boobs a pleasant squeeze, as if to drive home the point of what is definitely *not* the “small stuff” in my view.

With a look of some concern and a whole lot of conspicuous love, Alina, with a giggle, a quick additional kiss, and a strong fondle of my ass cheeks, pushed me over to the living room couch. There, I found a pair of drinks she had already mixed for us: Long Island ice teas, in fact. After a little snuggling and a little guzzling, I was feeling great, absolutely “fine.” And the fact that she was gripping my cock through my trousers felt arousing as fuck. Alina definitely knew how to put me at ease. I could feel pre-cum oozing onto the tip of my very erect dick and was getting blissfully turned on by her, as usual. I pivoted a little and rubbed the palm of one hand across her smooth inner thigh. This was shaping up to be a good evening!

Alina leaned in and gave me another passionate kiss. Then she pulled back and offered, “Hey, why don’t we watch a movie!”

It didn’t occur to me at the time that something was up. I asked her, “ So, maybe a love story? Or how about one of those feel-good award-winning coming-of-age films, with plenty of sensitivity and personal transformation?” I grinned.

She looked at me with an easily recognized “come on, Dad” kind of a look. And she immediately countered with, “No, Daddy, let’s watch some porn ...

... together!”

Honestly, I was surprised. I had no idea she would be into watching a porno. Her whole attitude in our admittedly freaky relationship had been quite non-surfacy. Sure, we had fucked a lot, in all kinds of positions, but porn flicks had always seemed too superficial to me. I mean we genuinely loved each other. Looking back, I guess it kinda explains how and why she was up for so much experimentation in our love life. “Are you serious?” I blurted out, knowing full well that she sure as fuck was.

“Yeah. Come on, Daddy. It’ll be fun. It’s not all cheap revolting crap. There’s some good, sexy porn out there. And it’s free too. We can stream it for free on the Silk channel. I know you haven’t really gotten into this kind of thing, but we should share the experience. And maybe we’ll pick up some pointers! And, well, you know how much we both love fucking and sucking,” she added quietly, as an aside.

It was right then I realized that my lovely daughter had, at least sometimes, been sitting at home alone after school, masturbating to online porn on our large-screen living room TV. And she was right: aside from the sexual wasteland of the last year of my marriage, I had never felt a need to go looking for anything more stimulating than the sex life I already had. Even then, I never thought porn might be a particularly satisfying option. At the same time, I also realized, with some trepidation, that this sexy teenage girl was having urges more often than I alone was ...