Lottie's Late Night - Sex Stories

Lottie's Late Night

... difficult to hold that belief when your panties are soaking wet, a man's hands are all over your tits and his cock is as stiff as a boxer's jab.

I could hear my rapid breathing and I was sure Daddy could too. He knew I was awake but I remained docile and limp, submissive to his firm hand, though I willed him to continue to violate me.Now take off my panties, Daddy. Please. Stick a finger in your little girl's wet, horny pussy. I hoped even harder, beginning to believe that somehow Daddy was answering my silent, horny prayers. I wished and wished and hoped, exhaling and inhaling the intoxicating aroma of my daddy's crotch. His dick smelledwonderful. Like clean sweat and something else I thought might be the natural smell of a man's healthy cock.

Daddy had been combing through my hair with the fingers of his left hand the whole time. When the sweet, soothing sensation of that caress stopped, I noticed it. Then, unable to believe it, I felt Daddy lean aside a little and then pull his penis through the hole of his boxers. His aroma gripped and engulfed me and I found myself pressing my nose and mouth into the base of Daddy's manhood, suffocating myself in his musk. The heat of his raw cock against my face waseverything. His length and his strength. Oh, God! I couldn't help myself. Modesty waned and I desperately clung to my father's dick, nuzzling it like a needy puppy, caressing it with my inexperienced lips.

My father let out a grizzly sigh as he started to stroke his ...

... length against my lips and chin. I was vaguely aware of the fact I was interrupting his rhythm but I didn't care. All I wanted was to be close to Daddy's magnificent cock. "Ah, Lottie," he sighed softly, one hand stroking his cock and the other groping my tits. "Oh, baby girl." His hand traveled from my boobs down between my legs, separating them. He felt how soaked my panties were. "Mmm, Lottie. You're so horny, aren't you babe?" I nodded against Daddy's cock, full of lust and shame. "Let Daddy take care of it, sweetie."

Before I could respond, his hand sank inside my panties, slid past my thick patch of pubic hair and touched my pussy. I whimpered, feminine, emotional, and fearful, shuddering. Despite myself, I spread my legs more, inviting Daddy to touch me. All he was doing was spreading my wetness around my lips and I was shocked with unbelievable pleasure. When he sank his ring finger a quarter inch deep, I nearly lost my mind, opening my mouth to kiss and lick the side of Daddy's dick, whimpering desperately. "You still a virgin, sweetheart?"

"Mhm," I murmured against his cock as he stroked it up and down.

"Good girl. Do you mind if I put my finger inside you?" I didn't answer. He sank in, slowly. I whimpered, clutching Daddy's thigh. It felt so good! "Oh," Daddy chuckled low, "you've been masturbating, huh?"

"Mmm," I responded, suckling shyly on the side of his cock.

Daddy fingered my vagina for only a little while, then reverted to the surface where he ...