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New Wifes Horny Daughter
Date: 7/6/2016, Categories: Taboo Author: bioralpleaser
... the heinous crime of sexually loving my daughter. So, I decided to talk to my sexy daughter, explain why we couldn’t continue with our latest adventure and hope it would all be forgotten. Well I started out with right intentions. I waited for a day or so, so that I could reason it all out and explain it to her in such a way as she wouldn’t feel rejected or unloved. The opportunity arose 2 days later, Anna was gone to the gym, and Olga and me were at home together. I called her to the living room where I was watching TV and when she entered the room I said, “hey sweetie, got a minute ?” she said “sure dad, what’s on your mind ?” “Well babe,” I continued, “ you are, I’m a bit worried about what happened between us sexually and am feeling guilty and concerned about how it might effect you, not to mention that I’m going to jail if it ever comes out” It was at that point that I noticed that Olga was wearing an old T-shirt of mine which came down to her knees and that the points of her gorgeous nipples were pressed against the soft fabric, clearly erect and drawing my gaze like a magnet does iron filings, a fact not lost on her for a second. She was obviously naked underneath. She curled into my lap, as she always did, placed her arms around my neck and nuzzled into the side of my neck, kissing the side of my face. “Daddy, please don’t be silly, this is our secret, I love you to touch me, it feels so good, and makes my feel so loved. And I really love to touch you, it makes me ...
... feel close to you and safe to explore sex without being scared or feeling bad or having people talk about me and I love watching you cum for me, it’s the most sexy, exciting thing that I’ve ever done, and besides we love each other, don’t we? How much more can a daughter love a daddy than to share sex with him ?” Well, she had me there. There was no denying her application of logic to the thorny issue of sexual transgression of the i****tuous kind. A kind of logic that comes with cunning innocence. I think that all women are born with it. So I sat there, unable to come up with any counter argument. She immediately pressed her advantage, “and anyway, I don’t want to visit my gorgeous daddy in any smelly jail, so don’t worry, I want this to stay our secret too”. As she said the last sentence, she gently gripped my hand and guided it under the cotton t-shirt, parting her warm, firm thighs and sliding my fingers upwards towards her pussy. My head swam with a sudden rush of pure lust and all rational thought went south to my cock, which went bar hard in seconds. The tips of my fingers met the lips of her shaved sex and I felt the wetness already waiting there. She shuddered, and I slowly and firmly parted her sweet nether lips and slipped a finger into the crease, sliding the moisture around to lubricate her. She groaned in her throat, and pushed down on my wrist. “Please Daddy, inside, I want to feel you inside me” I slid my middle finger slowly into her virgin pussy and pressed ...