Lottie's Late Night - Sex Stories

Lottie's Late Night

... wrong? Can't sleep?" He sounded even, his warm voice soothing away some of my nerves. I shook my head 'no' trying to hide a childish smirk. "Come on," he sighed with assuredly false exasperation. His smile was genuine. He loved me. He loved that I still needed him. He loved being a strong daddy, providing comfort for his last little girl. My two sisters had grown out of his affections way too fast, opting to move with Mom after the divorce. Only I stayed. "You know you're gonna have to grow out of this eventually, right?" he said as I settled beside him, laying my head on his half-bare right thigh.

"No, I don't," I said factually as I settled snuggly into him. He didn't argue, only placed his right hand on the naked curve of my waist, the skin-to-skin contact feeling so good. So serene and so peaceful. The warmth of him, the strength of his muscles, the rhythm of his breathing, and his smell. It was all so pacifying. No wonder I'd never stopped cuddling up with him up through my teen years, even when I began to develop and Daddy tried to keep me out of his bed. I luxuriated in the soothing comfort of Daddy's embrace as that familiar, sensual strumming inside of me glowed hotter and hotter.

I became very aware of where Daddy's hand was. It had subtly inched its way downward, laying now across the waistband of my panties.Do it, Daddy. Go ahead. Touch my ass. It's yours. I'm your little girl. I belong to you. Please, rub my ass again.It was a silent plea, a prayer. It had ...

... felt so good when he did it last time. I'd gotten so unbelievably wet. And that was when he caressed my butt through two layers of clothing. The verythought of Daddy feeling me through my panties made me horny and a murmuring moan slipped out of me.

Daddy reacted by running fingers through my hair while simultaneously sliding his other hand over my bottom. "Mmm," I hummed with a gentle smile. I snuggled in deeper, laying my head in the middle of Daddy's lap and raising my knees to my chest. There was no hesitance in Daddy's petting. In his mind, what he did was innocent but oh so sexy for me.Yes! I thought as he caressed my ass, squeezing and clutching firmly at my soft flesh. He made a slow circuit around my entire body - from my booty to my back, around my waist, and up toward my titties, his hand almost cupping my cushy orb before reversing his direction and starting all over again. Eyes closed, I absorbed all the delectable sensations, tingling warmly all over and drooling between my thighs.

I felt his cock slowly rise against my cheek just like always. The first time he'd gotten an erection while caressing me, he'd frozen, pausing all motion until his hard-on subsided. Since then, he'd grown more bold, figuring I was asleep or that I didn't mind Daddy's hot, hard dick pushing up against my face. I secretly inhaled the bodily scent of him, loving the hearty aroma of his cock as I pretended to fall asleep. I knew I was wet and growing wetter with every square inch of ...