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Opis ebooka Popping My Girl's Cherry 13 - Samantha LaCroix

Daddies bang their virgin daughters all over the place!I've got 24 hot new stories about strong daddies banging their own daughters! They pop their cherries and fill them full of you-know-what!Don't wait, come and read it now!~~~~~ PG Excerpt ~~~~~Up on their TV a movie is playing, while Preston and his 18-year old daughter Cheyenne watch.Preston is paying close attention, but in all honesty he's finding it difficult to figure out what's going on. He'll have to ask Cheyenne to explain it to him afterwards ... she always was smart.Cheyenne breathes a deep sigh of contentment. She's happy because she's finished all her school work for her college courses. She doesn't have anything else to do tonight ... just hang out here with her daddy, enjoying their time together.Just then, the TV and all the lights in the room go out."Oh, damn," Preston says. "That's right, they're doing work on the power lines right now."He and Cheyenne both get up from the couch."Well, what do you want to do instead?" Cheyenne asks, looking at her daddy."I don't know," he says with a shrug. He looks back down at her. "What do you want to do?"Preston's heart beats fast as he thinks about his daughter Cheyenne.He feel nervous because he's afraid. What's he afraid of? He's afraid of what could happen between them if he's given the chance. He knows how he feels towards her. But if Cheyenne gives even the slightest hint that she feels the same way, well ... he's not sure he'd be able to hold himself back.Cheyenne tries not to stare at her daddy's firm body, his hard muscles and broad shoulders. She already knows what he feels like -- they're no strangers to having tickle fights. But every time they do, Cheyenne can't ignore that glowing warmth down between her legs, and the fact that she has to slip off to her bedroom to relieve a little tension when it's done. She's never been with a man before, but she's always wanted to try it with somebody she trusts."Daddy?" Cheyenne says to her daddy, and Preston smiles down at her."Yeah, honey?" he says.Cheyenne feels nervous. But she's got to say it."Can I tell you something?""Well sure hon, you can tell me anything."

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Popping My Girl's Cherry 13

24 Steaming Hot Incest Stories

(Taboo Daddy Daughter Incest Virgin Breeding Creampie)

By Samantha LaCroix

Copyright 2016 Samantha LaCroix

Cover Photo Copyright Can Stock Photo Inc. / dolgachov

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This ebook is licensed for your personal enjoyment only. This ebook may not be re-sold or given away to other people. Thank you for respecting the hard work of this author.

This book is intended for adult audiences only. All sexually active characters depicted are at least 18 years of age. All sexual activity is between consenting, non-blood related adults. All characters and activities appearing in this work are fictitious. This book does not endorse or encourage illegal or immoral activities. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.

Steamy Dreams Taking her Virginity

By Samantha LaCroix

Up on their TV a movie is playing, while Preston and his 18-year old daughter Cheyenne watch.

Preston is paying close attention, but in all honesty he's finding it difficult to figure out what's going on. He'll have to ask Cheyenne to explain it to him afterwards ... she always was smart.

Cheyenne breathes a deep sigh of contentment. She's happy because she's finished all her school work for her college courses. She doesn't have anything else to do tonight ... just hang out here with her daddy, enjoying their time together.

Just then, the TV and all the lights in the room go out.

"Oh, fuck," Preston says. "That's right, they're doing work on the power lines right now."

He and Cheyenne both get up from the couch.

"Well, what do you want to do instead?" Cheyenne asks, looking at her daddy.

"I don't know," he says with a shrug. He looks back down at her. "What do you want to do?"

Preston's heart beats fast as he thinks about his daughter Cheyenne.

He feel nervous because he's afraid. What's he afraid of? He's afraid of what could happen between them if he's given the chance. He knows how he feels towards her. But if Cheyenne gives even the slightest hint that she feels the same way, well ... he's not sure he'd be able to hold himself back.

Cheyenne tries not to stare at her daddy's firm body, his hard muscles and broad shoulders. She already knows what he feels like -- they're no strangers to having tickle fights. But every time they do, Cheyenne can't ignore that glowing warmth down between her legs, and the fact that she has to slip off to her bedroom to relieve a little tension when it's done. She's never been with a man before, but she's always wanted to try it with somebody she trusts.

"Daddy?" Cheyenne says to her daddy, and Preston smiles down at her.

"Yeah, honey?" he says.

Cheyenne feels nervous. But she's got to say it.

"Can I tell you something?"

"Well sure hon, you can tell me anything."

He's smiling and he just looks and smells so good! Cheyenne's insides feel like they're writhing like snakes.

"Well," she says. "It's just that I ... I think you're ... good-looking."

Preston doesn't say anything, and that smile of his slowly fades away. But he doesn't look angry, or upset. Instead he's just looking at his little girl. He's looking right at her.

Cheyenne and Preston look at each other. She sees him staring at her, his expression unreadable, his glowing blue eyes alive with something ... something ...

Cheyenne can't breathe. She's trapped in those eyes of his, unable to get away. She feels her lips part and Preston's gaze drops down to them for a second. She sees him part his own lips, ever so slightly, and as he moves his head down to hers she closes her eyes, her body acting through instinct, without any intervention from her brain just a moment before they kiss.

Preston begins to move his hands up and down her back, sliding one hand down to her ass and grabbing onto it. He massages her ass as his other hand holds onto her upper back, holding her close to his body. Cheyenne runs her fingers through her daddy's hair, trailing them down his neck as they kiss.

She feels something hard begin to press against her thigh and realizes that he's getting an erection. She moans, flattered that she's turning him on so quickly.

Preston's hands move down, and Cheyenne feels them slide to her hips. She pulls her daddy closer and his body pushes into hers, pressing up against her. She's surprised to feel him hard inside of his pants already. She reaches down and snakes her hand in between them, grabbing onto the front of his jeans. Preston grunts against her lips as she rubs him.

Preston puts his hand on Cheyenne's side, running it up and down. As his hand moves up, it just brushes against the bottom of her breast. Cheyenne yearns for more, but every time Preston's fingers graze her breast, he would just move his hand back down, leaving her in anticipation.

Finally, as her daddy's hand moves down toward Cheyenne's waist, it comes to the bottom of her t-shirt and slips underneath. Cheyenne feels herself getting wet at the touch of Preston's hand on her bare skin. He slides his hand up, along her ribs, toward her breast, and cups the entire thing in one hand. Her nipple, hard as a rock now, pushes against his palm as he slowly massages her breast.

Before either of them knows it, both of their hands are going crazy over the other one's body. Cheyenne's are roaming all over Preston's back and up his stomach, along his hard chest. Preston's are holding tight to Cheyenne's back, kneading her breasts and playfully squeezing her nipples. Cheyenne moves one hand down Preston's chest and stomach to find his stiff rod standing tall inside his pants.

Cheyenne reaches around and grabs the back of her daddy's head, his hair prickly against her fingers. Preston's hand slides down her back and Cheyenne moans. Her free hand finds his thigh and she squeezes, moves in, feels him shift and part his legs just a little bit. She slides her hand around a little more and there, that hardness -- she feels it throbbing between his legs.

Cheyenne breathes deeply through her nose. She and her daddy make out, and Preston's fingers tighten as he pulls her closer to him. His body is hard and warm against her own. Cheyenne lets out a light moan and Preston moans in reply, his kisses coming on with more force.

One hand of his slides around to her back and Preston's fingers tighten again. Down at her thighs she feels something protruding, pushing into her. Cheyenne's mind races as their tongues dance. Has he got an erection already? She puts one hand on his chest and runs it up the front, her fingers almost sandwiched between them. He feels good.

Cheyenne moans as her daddy reaches down and begins undoing the front of her jeans. She sees him stick out his tongue in mock determination and she giggles, his expression reminding her of how he used to do that with her when she was a child and they were figuring out a problem together.

Down below, she feels her clothing being undone, the button unclasped and the zipper pulled down. He hooks his fingers around the sides, slipping in beneath the elastic band of her panties too. When he pushes them down she feels her panties clinging to her wet pussy and a thrill runs through her. This is it. Her daddy is exposing her, and there's no turning back. Preston strips it all off completely, leaving the useless clothing in a pile on the ground.

Cheyenne begins undoing her daddy's pants. She undoes the button and zips down his fly, and when she hooks her fingers into the waist of them she grabs his boxers too, then shuffles them down his legs, his erect penis springing up from the constraints of the fabric.

Preston's fingers rub over Cheyenne's sex and she cries out, his fingers moving over her clit, honing in on her wetness for a moment before bringing that natural lube of hers back up, rubbing it over her little hardness, making her knees weak with passion.

Cheyenne can't believe it. His fingers are rubbing against her pussy, drawing that exquisite pleasure up throughout her, and she's not sure how long she's going to be able to last.

"Oh God, Preston," Cheyenne moans, and her arms around him, holding on for dear life. He kisses her, his experienced fingers still rubbing her, going down every now and again to slide just the tips inside of her, bringing her lube back up to her clit for another go.

Their tongues intertwine as Cheyenne's body begins to shudder. She can feel him breathing heavily out through his nose. His fingers keep going and it all rises up so quickly. Cheyenne's head is flying and she hears herself moaning, gasping, feeling the insides of her threatening to explode out.

Finally, with a scream that could shatter glasses, Cheyenne comes hard against his hand. Their mouths have pulled away from one another and he's down to the side of her neck, moving as quickly as a cobra. His fingers keep drawing her orgasm along, pulling it out of her in long, ribbon-like strands. Just when it seems like she's going to finish he keeps her going, and it's only when Cheyenne's body begins to shake does he finally stop, allowing her the reprieve of a moment's rest before he's back to kissing her again.

Cheyenne feels her daddy laying her down, positioning himself behind her. Her heart beats hard as she feels his stiff cock find the entrance to her pussy. With one swift movement he slides himself into her, and her breath catches in her throat.

Cheyenne arches her back as her daddy's dick slides into her, pushing up hard against her cervix. He thrusts his throbbing cock into her, fucking her until her eyes roll in the back of her head. Cheyenne begins to moan, and loud. She takes advantage of their isolation as she's being fucked, loving every minute of it.

Cheyenne gasps at the shock of how good her daddy feels. He fucks her, moving hard and fast. It's as though breaking this barrier between them has brought out some hidden passion from deep within. Preston moves inside of her, feeling large, powerful. His body holds her down as he hits her in all the right places. Cheyenne chokes out a cry of passion, of pleasure, and of surprise as her daddy keeps going.

As he pushes himself into her Cheyenne can feel her swollen clit aching with pleasure, waves of ecstasy being sent through her. She moans again, her fingers tightening on her daddy's back. She feels her breathing coming more quickly as the pleasure inside of her boils up to a tipping point.

Cheyenne's eyes roll up in the back of her head as she feels herself fill up completely. Hands find her hips as her daddy thrusts into her. She can feel him sliding in and out, his hard, thick cock filling her and rubbing her insides in the most wonderful way. Cheyenne moans as his hands touch her all over, grabbing at her ass, rubbing her back, fondling her pert little breasts.

Cheyenne slides her hands up to her daddy's strong, muscular back. She reaches down and grabs a hold of his ass, firm, taut. She holds onto it with clenched fingers, helping to guide him further into her, feeling his body tense and relax with each push forward.

Sliding her hands upward she can trace along the hard ridges of her daddy's back. His breathing is made that much more apparent as his ribs expand and contract. She holds him close, squeezing him tightly, pulling him further into her and pushing back harder, bringing him deeper into her body.

It's so sweet, this connection that she's never before felt with another person. She can feel her body swimming in a sea of wonder and awe, the ebbs and flows matching every push, every time Preston fills her up again.

Grabbing onto her soft breast, he massages it and causes her nipple to stiffen. Taking it between his fingers he rolls it back and forth, making Cheyenne gasp as she blushes. Already her clit is responding, the wetness inside of her coming out to ease the way for her daddy's cock.

She rises higher and higher, feeling her muscles shake as she reaches the edge. And when she finally crests that place then Cheyenne lets herself go as she explodes inside of herself.

Her body pulses, wave after wave moving through her, and she comes. Her mind races with images of her daddy and she comes. His hands on her body seem to multiply to infinity and she comes. She comes and comes and for all that Cheyenne is, for the fragile human form her deepest consciousness has taken, a part of her wonders if this will ever stop and whether or not she's going to go insane.

But it does stop, eventually. And when it does -- when the orgasm slowly subsides -- Cheyenne feels her heartbeat return to normal and her daddy is still throbbing inside of her, still fucking her, still keeping her in that special place.

Preston is kissing her, his body drawing her up to new heights, and she can hear his sounds, can smell him on her, all around her. She can feel herself rising up with exquisite pleasure, can feel her body start to tremble and glow, radiate outwards with passion and love. Her body squeezes, her voice cries out as he continues to push himself into her. The world around them has grown unimportant; all that matters now is them, here and now, Preston and Cheyenne together at last.

Cheyenne gasps, an audible gasp, as her daddy pounds himself into her. There's no light play when it comes to him. His cock is pounding in as deeply as he can go, Cheyenne's body rising up quickly, her legs actually starting to shake and quiver with the intensity.

Preston begins moving slowly, but it's a forced slowness. She can feel his muscles harden against her; can hear the strained moans hiding just below his breath. She feels like he wants to go in faster, but for some reason he's not. His slowness is insane, drawing pleasure into Cheyenne in a constant trickling flow, and that tension that's building is only helping to intensify the ecstasy that she's experiencing. He's moving deeply inside of her, and that pleasure that she was feeling is being met with another, more intense sensation -- one that goes beyond the description of words.

Cheyenne knows she's going to come soon but still she keeps herself going, trying to push the orgasm back until she knows for sure that her daddy's going to come as well. His body is starting to buck up now out of his seat and she keeps herself moving, squeezing over him, hearing his barely constrained cry of pleasure coming up beside her ear.

Her body curls in on itself, but her daddy doesn't stop what he's doing. She can feel her clit, her pussy, her entire body screaming as she's filled with pure pleasure, and even though it feels like her heart is going to be wrenched in two, he still keeps going. It isn't until she feels her body convulse, thrashing in protest against the bed, strewing the sheets around and causing them to lift up from the corners, that her daddy finally slows down. He allows her to collapse on the bed, panting and flushed in the face and chest, her lower self throbbing intensely.

Preston keeps going, keeps moving into her as she explodes outwards against his body. She hears him and feels him as he explodes inside of her. His cry is loud and powerful as he releases himself into her, their beings connected in that most powerful of ways, they two exploring the great unknown together, forever.

And slowly, with ever-loving care, they both descend from their ride together and their movements work down until they're still and silent together, the only movement being that of their breathing as they hold each other as close as can be. Cheyenne can smell her daddy's sweat on her, can feel the heat that radiates off of his body and keeps her snuggled in a cocoon of warmth.

With sweetness he pulls away from her and they look in each other's eyes again. Cheyenne feels caught in the depths of his pupils, his eyes almost shining out from inside. He lifts himself up and Cheyenne straightens herself, keeping her legs together, keeping his warm cum inside her.

~ ~ ~

Wicked Experiences

By Samantha LaCroix

Christian sits on the couch, holding his laptop on his lap as he checks his e-mails. The laptop is conveniently placed to hide the erection he gets every now and again -- partly due to how hot it is outside, and partly due to his incredibly hot 18-year old daughter walking around the house today.

Kennedy breathes a snort of air out through her nose as she goes back through her Foreign Languages notes.

This class is hard. Harder than anything she's taken before. She's a smart girl, and she knows she is, but for some reason this is really bugging her. She just needs to find some way of relieving tension. Then she'll be able to study, no problem.

Kennedy feels horny. She thinks about rubbing her little clit, but know that it won't do the trick. This is a different type of horniness. It's like a craving. And even though she's a virgin she knows what she's craving.

She's craving her daddy, Christian.

Christian doesn't know why, but he's been really horny lately. And for some reason he hasn't been able to stop thinking about Kennedy. She's been acting really flirty lately. Christian's had to jerk off to the thought of her more than once, if truth be told.

Christian gets up, stretching from being off his feet for so long. He heads into the kitchen, feeling thirsty.

"Hey honey," he calls to Kennedy. "Do you want some grape juice?"

"Sure," comes Kennedy's reply, and he hears her get up, make her way into the kitchen to join her daddy.

Christian pours two glasses and hands one to her. He surreptitiously watches her over the rim of his glass, admiring his 18-year old daughter's fit body. He knows that she's never had a boyfriend before and she's never had sex. His cock begin to stir just thinking about it.

As they finish drinking and put down their glasses, Christian and Kennedy look at each other. It's as though Kennedy can read her daddy's thoughts.

Christian feels a bit frustrated.

He can't seem to keep his libido in check. Every time he looks at his little girl, every time he thinks about her, all he can think about is holding onto her, sliding his hard cock into her young little pussy, and fucking her until he fills her full of his cum.

But she's his daughter! He shouldn't be having thoughts like this! They're wrong!

He's got to do something about it quick, though, otherwise he's going to explode.

Kennedy looks at her daddy, a flash of frustration coming over her.

She's frustrated because her daddy just looks so good, and has such a big cock, and she knows that if she could fuck him she would love it. But she can't. She can't because society says that's wrong.

Even though she wants it so much.

"You know," Christian says, "I know I don't say this a lot, but I just want to tell you how proud I am that you got into college, and at how well you're doing."

Kennedy's touched.

"Oh, thank you daddy," she says, her heart swelling. She smiles and drops her gaze, taking a moment to check out his incredible physique. She's definitely going to have to relieve some tension later.

"Hey," he says, and she looks up to see him with his arms open. "How about a hug?"

The thought of having him hold her sends a thrill through Kennedy, and she steps into his arms, feeling his strong muscles envelop her.

Kennedy can't believe how good this feels. And indeed, even Christian is surprised by how sexy his little girl looks and feels in his arms. He can't take it anymore. He needs to have her. Just as he looks down into her eyes, she looks up into his.

Kennedy's daddy pulls her body close to his, grabbing onto the small of her back. She feels his fingers clench into her skin; the fabric of her t-shirt tightened across her stomach and lower ribs and she feels her heart leap directly into her throat.

Her daddy looks down at her and she looks up at him; their eyes lock together. Slowly, with care, he lowers his mouth to hers and Kennedy feels his lips press against her own. She feels his strong mouth push into hers and starts to move, massaging her lips. Kennedy feels a feeling she isn't expecting. It's a pang in the deep recesses of her belly -- down in her loins.

She lets out a soft moan, unable to hold it back. Her daddy makes his own noise in response, pulling her body closer to his, allowing her to feel the hardness of his stomach and chest.

Kennedy slides her hands down to her daddy's ass, grabbing onto him and pulling him closer to her. His cock pushes hard into her now and she grinds herself against him. He kisses down her neck. She can feel his hot breath on her skin.

Christian pulls Kennedy in and her upper body leans forward, pressing into his. His hand finds her back and tightens, pulling at her shirt, and Kennedy places a hand on his side, doing the same. His body feels hard beneath the shirt and she pulls at it, wanting him. It moves up and she inches her fingers down, feeling her daddy's bare side with the tips of her fingers.

Kennedy breathes deeply through her nose. She and her daddy make out, and Christian's fingers tighten as he pulls her closer to him. His body is hard and warm against her own. Kennedy lets out a light moan and Christian moans in reply, his kisses coming on with more force.

One hand of his slides around to her back and Christian's fingers tighten again. Down at her thighs she feels something protruding, pushing into her. Kennedy's mind races as their tongues dance. Has he got an erection already? She puts one hand on his chest and runs it up the front, her fingers almost sandwiched between them. He feels good.

Christian uses one hand to explore Kennedy's front. She reaches up to cradle the back of his head as he traces his fingers along her stomach, up to between her breasts, circling around them and causing her nipples to stiffen against her shirt.

Kennedy is moaning with the intensity of the kisses, and presses her body up against Christian's. She grabs his hands in hers and put them on her sides, then put her hands back around Christian's neck. Feeling her tiny body underneath the thin fabric of the t-shirt makes Christian's loins start to stir, and he moves his hands up and down her sides.

He really isn't sure how far he can go, but Kennedy's moans at his touch seems to show that whatever he's doing, it's doing the trick. He brings his left hand to her back and, in a bold move, brings his right around and onto her breast. Kennedy gives another deep moan at this and actually pushes her body forward, forcing her breast harder into her daddy's hand. Christian massages her breast, feeling her nipple rise up and press out through her bra and t-shirt and into the palm of his hand. He squeezes and teases her right breast, and she moans and moans at the feeling.

Christian moves both hands to the bottom of Kennedy's t-shirt and grabs onto the fabric, lifting it up. Kennedy raises her hands above her head and he slips it off of her. He bunches up the fabric, puts it to his face, and breathes in deeply, closing his eyes.

After exhaling, Christian throws the shirt on the ground and places both hands on Kennedy's sides. Again, her daddy's hands feels rough and calloused compared to Kennedy's soft skin, but if anything she enjoys it that much more. He runs his hands up and down and she looks into his eyes. Leaning down again he kisses her, and as they do she reaches behind her back and unclasps her bra. Letting it fall away from her shoulders, she slips it off and throws it onto the ground as well.

Christian reaches down to the front of her pants, undoing them. He hooks his fingers into her pants and panties, brushing against her bare skin underneath her waistline. Kennedy's heart pounds as Christian strips the clothing off of her. She feels goosebumps cover her skin, despite the heat between her legs.

Kennedy reaches down to Christian's pants. She pulls the zipper down and reaches her hand inside. Moving around the fabric of his underwear, Kennedy finally feels her fingers touch her daddy's hard cock. She grabs onto it and pulls it out of his pants.

Kennedy hears Christian breathing heavily as she wraps her fingers around his cock and starts stroking it up and down. He grabs onto his lower clothing and pushes it down off of him, leaving the things on the ground.

Kennedy lies back and Christian follows, following his little girl as she opens her legs for him.

He moves to between her legs, and Kennedy waits with bated breath. Then she feels it: the head of her daddy's hard cock, sliding up and down along her wet lips. She moans and pushes herself forward, but he teases her. The waiting is excruciating. She has to wait for him to move in deeper, and every second that he doesn't is another second of sweet torture.

He nestles the head of his cock up against the entrance to her womanhood and Kennedy yearns for him, her clit throbbing, her body aching for him to be inside of her. He begins to push forward, slowly, sliding his unprotected cock into his daughter's wet pussy, making Kennedy's body tingle and rise with unfathomable pleasure. He keeps going, further, further, until he's all the way in and she can feel his pulse beating inside of her, thick through the length of his cock, matching her own beat for beat.

Christian is moaning deeply and Kennedy can hear the intensity in his voice. He holds onto her strongly as pleasure bubbles up out of her. Kennedy is crying out, her moans coming in between gasps for air, and their sounds mingle together to fill the room. Her pussy feels like it's on fire as she clenches over him, making him moan again and increasing the deep pleasure within her as well.

Kennedy feels her breath coming in in shudders. Christian moves deeply within his daughter; she feels him pulsate deep inside of her body, his cock bringing on long, slow waves of pleasure. Christian's body begins shifting, his hips writhing and bucking up as Kennedy continues stroking him.

Christian leans down and kisses her as they fuck, and Kennedy wraps her arms around his neck, pulling him down. She holds him close to her, and he pumps his hard meat into her pussy as she cries out loud. He reaches down and grabs a hold of his little girl's ass, squeezing the cheeks hard while he fucks her.

Kennedy feels like her pussy has taken over her entire body. Her mind is a blur of hard physical sensations and lack of comprehension. But she can feel the overwhelming sensation of orgasm coming on as Christian's cock works hard inside of her, drawing out that precious pleasure that's currently soaking the insides of her thighs. And she can hear the screams leaving her mouth, unbidden by her. It's a good thing there's nobody else around.

Her pussy tightens around his unceasing cock, and Kennedy closes her eyes, moaning deeply as he continues to fuck her. His hands squeeze at her thighs, her hips, spreading her ass cheeks open, sending shock waves of a new kind of pleasure radiating through her.

Kennedy slides her hands up to her daddy's strong, muscular back. She reaches down and grabs a hold of his ass, firm, taut. She holds onto it with clenched fingers, helping to guide him further into her, feeling his body tense and relax with each push forward.

Sliding her hands upward she can trace along the hard ridges of her daddy's back. His breathing is made that much more apparent as his ribs expand and contract. She holds him close, squeezing him tightly, pulling him further into her and pushing back harder, bringing him deeper into her body.

It's so sweet, this connection that she's never before felt with another person. She can feel her body swimming in a sea of wonder and awe, the ebbs and flows matching every push, every time Christian fills her up again.

Christian maneuvers himself against his little girl, his cock sliding easily as he fucks her. She holds him close. They kiss as he moves into her, him filling her more deeply now, hearing the deep breathing coming out through her nose, the light moans that dance just on the edges of her breath.

Kennedy knows she's going to come soon but still she keeps herself going, trying to push the orgasm back until she knows for sure that her daddy's going to come as well. His body is starting to buck up now out of his seat and she keeps herself moving, squeezing over him, hearing his barely constrained cry of pleasure coming up beside her ear.

As he pushes himself into her Kennedy can feel her swollen clit aching with pleasure, waves of ecstasy being sent through her. She moans again, her fingers tightening on her daddy's back. She feels her breathing coming more quickly as the pleasure inside of her boils up to a tipping point.

Kennedy's mind swims in a sea of bliss as she feels her daddy pump himself in and out of her, filling her entirely with every thrust. She breathes deeply through her nose as their mouths, lips, and tongues move together, dancing, communicating, connecting. Her body rides with him and she moves up, meeting him at every thrust. She wraps her arms around him and pulls him closer to her, feeling him press up against her.

Her voice starts to rise, and her arms tighten around him. He keeps fucking her, those moans coming on stronger now. Kennedy can swear she hears something inside the moans, a name perhaps, her name. But that orgasm is riding in with full force, and the longer Christian goes the closer she gets.

Now her voice is rising up, and she can tell it's not going to be long. She feels herself tightening around Christian, a sudden burst of pleasure flying through her as, at the same time, Christian lets out a long and deep moan himself. He starts to fuck harder, somehow, and Kennedy cries out as her pleasure spikes through her.

Suddenly Kennedy comes hard, her pussy squeezing tightly around Christian's hard, thrusting cock. Her eyes squeeze tight and she screams with passion. It takes everything in her not to collapse completely but to keep going, to keep fucking Christian. When she opens her eyes again he's looking at her, his eyes burning with desire.

He lets out a monstrous roar and Kennedy feels him release himself inside of her, his cock throbbing with a ferocious intensity as he pumps load after load of hot, thick cum deep within her body. They pound together, their bodies moving as one in this fierce, passionate display of erotic intensity.

When it's finally over Kennedy slows down, and so does Christian. She's shaking; if she wasn't paying attention, she could almost certainly collapse. Christian pulls himself out of her and Kennedy feels some of his seed leak out as well, the rest staying buried deeply inside of her, keeping her warm.

Finally, the two of them finish coming together, holding each other close and breathing heavily. They look into each other's eyes and can't help but smile.

~ ~ ~

Sexy Times Fucking her Daddy

By Samantha LaCroix

"I, um ..." Raymond flips the page back on the script he's holding. "I don't think you know what you're talking about!" he shouts to his 18-year old daughter Jordan.

Jordan stands beside her daddy in the living room, fully in character, staring him in the eye.

"You men are all the same," Jordan says with a fake drunken slur. "You think you can go around, telling women to do this, do that. But you have NO IDEA!" She yells the last line, and her daddy actually jumps. "You have no idea what you ... what you mean to me."

Jordan closes her mouth and looks up at her daddy. She swallows.

Raymond has been letting his mind wander and wasn't surprised when it landed on sex. He's been feeling horny lately, and with his daughter so close it's tough not to be. She looks so damn good, sometimes it's a surprise he hasn't tried anything yet.

Raymond looks up from the script.

"So it says here this is the kissing scene," he tells Jordan. She nods, and so Raymond walks towards her, stopping only when he's right in front of his little girl. "Do you want to ...?"

"Yeah," Jordan nods, too quickly. "Yes. I need to get used to this, so yes."

So her daddy, with all the best intentions, leans down and gives her a peck on the lips. As he does Jordan feels a thrill run through her. His lips leave hers and she's surprised to find that her eyes are closed. She opens them and sees her daddy right in front of her, looking at her, his eyes like two large pools.

Raymond looks at his little daughter, keeping her there in his gaze, not letting her go.

He wants her. There's no two ways about it. He wants that fucking pussy, he wants to feel himself inside of her. And she's so close he could reach out and take her if he wants. Which he does.

There's nothing that can stop him now.

Jordan looks at her daddy, feeling a little bit angry. Angry that she will never be with him. Angry that he's right there and that he's so close, and that he's everything she knows she would want in a lover.

But she can't have him. It would be wrong. It would be taboo.

Even though it would feel so right.

"Man," Raymond says to his daughter. "You know, I only feel comfortable telling you this because you're an adult now, but ... I've been going through a bit of a dry spell lately."

"Oh yeah?" Jordan says, giving her daddy a sympathetic look. "I'm sorry to hear that."

"Yeah," Raymond says. "I'd give anything to just hold somebody down and fuck the living shit out of them."

When he looks at Jordan again he sees that she doesn't look shocked at this last comment. Quite the opposite: she looks turned on.

Jordan pulls her daddy into another hug, not wanting to ever let go. He holds her and it feels so nice and so sad. Her head nuzzles into the side of his neck and her lips meet his skin and she kisses him once, twice, and then she can't stop kissing him. She moves up to his lips and he kisses her back, and Jordan wants to feel that escape, that freedom and happiness that she had before. A love that will never happen again -- not after tonight.

His hands move all over her body, making her writhe against him, bite her lip to stifle her sounds. She can feel that throbbing in her clit and hears low moans coming out of her daddy's throat. It turns her on, knowing that he's as horny as she is.

They hold onto each other, the only two who mean the entire world to the other. Jordan breathes in deeply as they kiss, and she feels her daddy's hands run themselves up and down her back. Her hands find his and she grabs onto his hard muscles, feeling the strength and warm of him.

Jordan feels herself relax, almost melting into her daddy's hold. Her body feels so soft, so right, as she's held by him. Shivers, soft ones, run up her back and she realizes that her heart is beating heavily. She's breathing heavily, and her head is starting to swim. She can't think; all she knows she wants her daddy more than anything else in the world.

Raymond's hands slide down to Jordan's pants and he grabs onto her ass. A shiver of excitement runs through her as he squeezes her. Jordan moves closer and she can feel his hardness pressing into her. It's close to her clit and it just makes her want more.

Raymond begins kissing slowly down Jordan's cheek toward her neck. As he does she leans her head back, allowing him more access. He slowly makes his way down her throat, teasing and playing with her as he goes. Jordan feels herself becoming more aroused, her head swimming now with pleasure.

Raymond moves his hand to her upper arm, holding tightly onto her. He pulls her close and Jordan feels a hard bulge in her daddy's pants press up between her legs.

Raymond uses one hand to explore Jordan's front. She reaches up to cradle the back of his head as he traces his fingers along her stomach, up to between her breasts, circling around them and causing her nipples to stiffen against her shirt.

Her daddy's hands begin moving down on her body, sliding over her stomach, finally reaching the waistline of her pants. She feels his fingers hook into them and push them down, wriggling them out from underneath her body, his own body moving down with them to give his hands room.

Her panties are coming along for the ride, and Jordan feels them clinging to the wetness between her legs. They peel away and she feels butterflies rising up in her stomach, a squirming deep in her belly that she knows isn't entirely nerves. Her daddy pulls her clothing down until they're completely off.

She hurriedly starts to take off his pants, zipping the front of them down, her fingers curling inside his boxers and feeling the head of his cock, throbbing, waiting. She slides them down and Raymond's cock spring out of its confines as she pushes them the rest of the way off.

Raymond grabs onto his little girl and lowers her down with him, putting her on her back, opening her legs for her and moving himself between them. The insides of her thighs meet him first, and then he positions himself and she feels it, him, pressing up against the entrance to her swollen womanhood and she shakes, quivering, wanting him so badly and yet scared of what they're going to do. Keeping himself just at her entrance, he encompasses her in his warmth, keeping her safe, cocooned in the security of her daddy's embrace.

His lips find hers again and he kisses her, their mouths opening as one, their tongues moving together like lovers performing an intimate dance, feeling each other and tasting one another completely. He keeps himself just at the precipice of Jordan's opening, and she can feel her body yearning for him, almost trying to stretch itself forward to bring him into her.

"Jordan, honey," she hears her daddy's voice say, so deep and husky as the words come slowly out of his mouth. "Are you sure you want to do this, honey?"

Jordan swallows, knowing in her mind that she's never wanted anything more in her life than this. She nods softly, and sees his lips turn up into a smile.

And then she feels it: his cock, so hard, so much desired by everything in her body and soul, starts to move slowly forward and she feels it entering her; feels it sliding up inside of her as his thickness keeps her lips pushed apart, the head blazing the trail up inside of her young body. Jordan's breath is caught in her throat, but she isn't aware of it. Indeed, all thought has escaped from her mind as she feels her daddy completing her, completing them, moving himself further inside of her until he's all the way in, their bodies presses firmly together, connected in the most intimate of ways.

He kisses her again as he starts to move inside of her, thrusting slowly into her sex, filling her with passion and tremulous breath. She feels encased in a womb of her daddy's warmth, of his safety, of his comfort and his love. His breathing comes on slowly, deeply in her ears as he moves into her, pushing into her with each thrust, making her ache for him with each retreat.

Jordan knows she's going to come soon but still she keeps herself going, trying to push the orgasm back until she knows for sure that her daddy's going to come as well. His body is starting to buck up now out of his seat and she keeps herself moving, squeezing over him, hearing his barely constrained cry of pleasure coming up beside her ear.

Deep inside of her she feels that pleasure rising up. One of her daddy's hands moves itself down to the top of her pussy and she feels him begin to finger her hard little clit. She gasps and moans at his touch, and as he keeps going that pressure is met with an electricity that seems to travel all throughout her lower half. She can hear her daddy let out a soft moan as his thrusts start going faster, and the pleasure within Jordan's body only spikes up higher.

She feels his fingers tighten on her body; feels him move faster over her clit, and the moans in his breath come out stronger, louder. Her daddy is getting close, Jordan can feel it, and the knowledge of that turns her on like nothing else. She can feel herself moving in time with her daddy's pleasure, and as he rises up so does she. She's being pushed as he is, moving closer and closer to the point of no return.

Jordan feels a pressure build up deep inside of her as her daddy fucks her hard. He breaks off their kiss and pulls her head close beside his so that his mouth is right next to her ear. She feels his strong grasp holding her, and he moves one hand up to the back of her head, running his fingers through her hair.

She can hear his breathing so close to her ear, hear the soft moans in his voice as the two of them fuck. Her pussy begins to clench, tightening around his cock. She loves feeling him move inside of her, feeling his body against hers, holding her so close.

Raymond grabs onto his daughter's hips and pushes himself in to the hilt, hearing Jordan's deep grunt as he fills her up entirely.

Raymond's body curves down against her own and a moment later lips and tongue and teeth lash themselves against Jordan's neck. She moans as Raymond keeps moving within her, his hands reaching up to claw at her skin. He cups both of her breasts, holding them tight to her body. Jordan's nipples feel amazing at his touch.

Raymond's face nuzzles into Jordan's neck and his teeth nibble at the skin of her shoulder. She can hear him breathing; she can feel his pulse beating up through his cock, up deep inside of her, and she knows that her own heartbeat is trying to catch up, racing to match his beat for beat.

Raymond reaches up and grabs the back of Jordan's hair. Holding it in his fist he pulls her head back, his cock pounding into her. Jordan cries out again as she's rendered helpless, her daddy taking control of her completely.

Jordan's body tingles; her insides and the base of her spine swell with pleasure as he works her pussy into a frenzy. One of his hands slides down and he finds her clit with his fingers. Here Jordan gasps loudly as she feels her daddy begin to finger her, fucking her at the same time, providing a new-found dimension of pleasure.

Jordan's daddy pumps himself in and out of her pussy, the length of him drawing pleasure out of her, making her moan and her nipples harden like diamonds. He reaches down and grabs onto her ass cheeks, spreading them open, stretching that tight hole and giving Jordan a jolt of pleasure that she would otherwise never have discovered. His balls slap into her and it mixes with the pleasure from her pussy, taking her to brand new places. She can feel that pressure within her rising again, quicker than before, as her body tingles in anticipation of the orgasm she's about to have.

Raymond holds onto his little girl, driving his throbbing shaft deep into her pussy again and again. Jordan can feel his balls slapping against her as he fucks her, sending her into throes of ecstasy.

He pushes forward, driving his cock deep into her. Jordan can feel the head of his cock slamming hard into her G-spot now, and a deep orgasmic pressure begins to build up inside of her. It's amazing, a fulfilling sensation that penetrates her so thoroughly that she can tell she's going to be pushed over the brink of orgasm very soon.

Her screams turn into a bellow as her body starts shaking, convulsing even, and she folds in on herself without her mind's permission. Raymond's strong arms keep her held close as he keeps fucking her, keeps drawing that thick, heavy orgasm out of her. She struggles for breath amid the cries and feels like she's going to pass out, and then her daddy finally stops, giving her a moment's respite before moving into her again.

Jordan's feels her body rise up and she knows her daddy feels it as well. Raymond moves faster inside of her, his breathing becoming hard and shallow. Jordan pushes herself into him. The passions rise and Jordan rises along with it. This is going to be it. It's going to happen now.

And just as Jordan rises up, pushing along past that cliff edge and flying off into the space beyond, she feels and hears her daddy fly off alongside her. Raymond lets out a roar as he explodes inside of his little girl, filling her with his hot and fertile seed.

Jordan soars along and she feels like she could cry for all the beauty in the world. They rise together and ride together, Jordan unable to imagine being any happier than she is right now.

When they're finished coming Raymond collapses against Jordan's body, his skin hot and his breathing heavy.

"Oh my God," Jordan says, feeling herself twitch and throb with every slight movement that her daddy makes. "That was amazing."

Raymond lifts his head and looks down at her, smiling.

"Yeah, it was," he whispers, and he leans down to kiss her again.

They holds together for some time, appreciating the closeness that each person provides. Finally, Raymond breaks off the kiss and slowly pulls himself out of Jordan. He lays down beside her, running his fingers through her hair. She moves her head to rest it on his outstretched arm, her hand on his side feeling his ribs expand and contract as he breathes. They lay together in silence, each simply enjoying the presence of the other.