Daddy's Seductive Virgin - Pornelope - ebook
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Sabrina is the most stunningly beautiful girl Tom has ever seen, and his lust for her is overpowering. There's just one little problemshe's also his sexy teenage daughter! But Sabrina has been hiding a secret of her own. She wants her seriously built daddy to be her first and only lover, and she's not going to stop seducing him until he gives in!~~~~~ PG Excerpt ~~~~~"Brie." His voice was a husky rasp. Every single day since she'd arrived, he'd watched her from the shadows, and panted and moaned in the privacy of his own bedroom. Why on earth had he been so rash today, and risked watching her from the main floor?And not just watchingbut touching himself, stroking himself, risking everything from getting caught to alienating the one person he wanted more than life itself!Slowly she rose from the wide lounger. Sunlight shimmered on her naked body before she reached for a wispy scrap of ivory silk, and slid it around her shoulders. "I thought you'd gone to mow Mr. McCarthy's yard.""That's tomorrow." His voice was still strained and breathless. Desperately he struggled to bring it back under control.If only the rest of his body would cooperate as easily! He was still rock-hard, even after the strength of his climax had nearly brought him to his knees. Belatedly he realized that he was still clutching his long curving shaft like a drowning man. Heat flushed his tanned cheeks as he made himself let go, and tried to tug his faded shorts down to cover it.Brie's dark eyes sparkled with suppressed laughter as he failed miserably, and it jutted right back out. "That's a losing battle if I ever saw one," she grinned. "And a little late, don't you think, at this point?""I just need to, uh" Dig a hole and bury myself forever! He stuttered a few times, then spread both hands wide in defeat. She was right. It was too late to pretend that he hadn't been feverishly beating off, and she hadn't caught him literally red-handed. "I didn't mean for you to see""No?" Impishly she ran her tongue along her bottom lip, and took another step closer. The sheer silk wrapper revealed more than it hid. The deep crevice between her lush breasts looked shadowed and mysterious, and there was no mistaking her arousal as he breathed in her sweet, musky scent. "Did it ever occur to you that it's not one-sided? I want you just as much as you obviously want me!""Brie." Air was clogging up in his lungs, and his heart was thundering in his chest. "We can't"Shaken, he turned and laid his forehead against the cool door frame. "God, I can't believe this is happening." Despite his best efforts to will it into submission, his rigid shaft eagerly bounced up and down. "I'm not supposed to want you. And you sure as hell are not supposed to want me!""And yet," she concluded with a fatalistic shrug. "Why do you think I've said no to every man who's wanted to seduce me?""You've You what?" He spun back around to gape at her in stunned disbelief."I've said no." Her smile was sweet and innocent, and as wise and ageless as Eve. "You're the only man I've ever wanted."

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“Daddy’s Seductive Virgin”

By Pornelope

Artwork by Moira Nelligar

Copyright 2017 @ Pornelope

~~ All characters in this book are over 18. ~~

It was wrong, and he knew it.

He was a sick, twisted bastard. And he knew that, too.

But it didn’t stop him from lusting after the sexy teenage girl lounging by the pool.

On a scale of one to ten, she was a seventy-six. Her legs were long and shapely, her pretty little ass was firm and rounded, her waist was narrow, her skin was deeply tanned all over from long hours in the sun.

Her breasts…

Tom felt his willful cock harden even more and thrust right out the bottom of his ragged work shorts, then boldly curve up like an Arabian scimitar.

Her lovely breasts were a work of art. Perfectly shaped, perfectly sized for her petite body. Perfect dusky rose-hued nipples jutting toward the cloudless blue sky. Perfect deep valley between those lush swelling mounds.

The tiny curls between her parted legs were dark, like her long waving hair. They gleamed in the hot sunlight like the finest satin. From his vantage, he could almost see the paler pink of her bare pussy. Just imagining her soft folds growing wet with passion was driving him crazy!

Slowly his rapt gaze rose to her face. Young. Seductive. Beautiful beyond belief.

Innocence incarnate in a woman’s ripe, inviting body.

Slick pre-cum began to dampen his aching cock. He moaned in abject torment, and curled his fingers tightly over his long shaft to keep hot spasms from exploding into the plush carpet beneath his feet.

If he was smart, he’d force his feet away from the open patio door before she opened her eyes and saw him. He had no business craving such a sweet young thing. And he certainly had no business standing where she could see him while he pounded his immense cock like a horny teenage boy.

His mind knew the smart thing to do. But his other head was fully in charge, and it had already decided on a different course of action.

And then it was too late. She turned her head, and opened her eyes.

A slow, secretive smile curved her lips as she spied him standing just inside the living room door, clutching ten inches of solid steel in fingers that trembled with raw lust.

“Hello, Dad,” she said…and the raging volcano that was his screaming need erupted in a hot, wet, spattering gush.

* * * * *

He’d named her Sabrina because even as a newborn infant, she’d bewitched him with her dark slanting eyes and pretty smile. How could he have known she’d continue to enchant him through childhood, adolescence, those gawky pre-teen years, and throughout high school?

He’d watched her blossom…mostly long-distance after his two-year marriage had dissolved…into an enchanting vision who led every man within a hundred miles in a panting, frothing dance. He’d always thought himself immune to her boundless charms, and had watched her enthrall and discard countless men with veiled amusement and a certain amount of smug pride.

Until last week, just days after her eighteenth birthday, when she’d arrived on his doorstep for her annual two-month vacation. And he’d discovered, to his bone-deep dismay, that he lusted after his own daughter far more than any other woman he’d ever known.

* * * * *

“Brie.” His voice was a husky rasp. Every single day since she’d arrived, he’d watched her from the shadows, and panted and moaned in the privacy of his own bedroom. Why on earth had he been so rash today, and risked watching her from the main floor?

And not just watching…but touching himself, stroking himself, risking everything from getting caught to alienating the one person he wanted more than life itself!

Slowly she rose from the wide lounger. Sunlight shimmered on her naked body before she reached for a wispy scrap of ivory silk, and slid it around her shoulders. “I thought you’d gone to mow Mr. McCarthy’s yard.”

Mr. McCarthy was the ninety-year-old man who lived a few miles down the road. Tom mowed his twenty-acre lawn every week, and brought home farm-fresh eggs in payment. It was an arrangement that had suited them both for most of the last decade.

“That’s tomorrow.” His voice was still strained and breathless. Desperately he struggled to bring it back under control.

If only the rest of his body would cooperate as easily! He was still rock-hard, even after the force of his orgasm had nearly brought him to his knees. Belatedly he realized that he was still clutching his long curving cock like a drowning man. Heat flushed his tanned cheeks as he forced himself to let go, and tried to tug his faded shorts down to cover it.