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How can I describe the feeling of your own daughter’s open sex rocking back and forth on your cock? Her body felt so amazing on mine. I was in a state of hyper-sensitivity. I could feel every tiny, fine hair on her body, sliding back and forth against me. I could feel every drop of her vaginal juices lubricating my shaft, covering me in slick fluids as if begging me to enter her, to fill her with my seed. Her nipples felt like tiny pebbles, dragging against the skin of my chest. It was torture, but the best torture I’ve ever experienced. I never wanted it to stop.Property © of NôvelDrama.Org.
Suddenly Natalie sped up her grinding and broke our kiss. She took in a deep breath and then let out a low moan.
“Oh God, Daddy… Daddy… I… I’m cumming.”
The reality of what we were doing hit me then. My baby girl was cumming. And it was my dick she was cumming on. It was me, making her cum. Nothing would ever be the same between us. Nothing.
Natalie just melted against me, juices from her vagina flowing out of her and covering my cock. She just panted in my ear as I tried to clear the fog of lust and pot from my head and figure out how to feel about what had just happened.
But my cock had a mind of its own and only wanted one thing. It jerked against my baby’s pussy, reminding her it was still there.
“Oh God, Daddy, I’m sorry, I’m sorry I… just let me…” Natalie began to slide her way down my body, and I know I should have stopped her, but I didn’t. I didn’t move at all.
I felt my daughter kiss my cock, and then I felt the warm wetness of her mouth surround my shaft. I groaned softly as she began to bob her head up and down. I moved the covers off her, because the last thing I wanted was for her to stop because she couldn’t breathe.
Natalie was fantastic with her mouth. She went at just the right pace, not too fast and not too slow, very sensuous; with a steady rhythm. I could feel her tongue against the sensitive underside, and it didn’t take long before my balls began to contract, and I felt my insides tighten.
“Natalie… You’re going to make Daddy cum, sweetheart. Be careful.”
Natalie broke contact, and I could feel her eyes on mine more than I could see them.
“It’s okay, Daddy,” she said, “cum in my mouth. I want you to.”
Natalie sealed her lips around my shaft again, increased the pressure of her hand below her eagerly sucking mouth, and picked up her pace. I couldn’t hold back anymore. No part of me wanted to. With a moan ripped from my soul, I arched my back in ecstasy as my cock started spewing load after load of thick, hot cum into my daughter’s waiting mouth.
I gasped and twisted on the bed as my orgasm went on and on. Four shots, five. A torrent of sperm filled semen onto my little girl’s tongue. She swallowed everything greedily, and kept up a slow, sensuous suction until she was sure she’d taken in every drop I had to give her.
I didn’t know what to say. I couldn’t even feel guilty, such was the pleasure than had perfused every cell of my body. Natalie slid her body up mine and molded against me perfectly. None of it felt real. It was like an incredible dream, or some preview of Heaven. We kissed again, deeply and passionately, and I could taste my own salt semen in her mouth.
“Thank you, Daddy.” Natalie said.
“What did I do, baby? What did I do?”
“Shhh. You didn’t do anything I didn’t want you to. Nothing at all.”
“I hope you’re sure.”
Natalie giggled and snuggled her head into my chest.
“Your cum tastes good, Daddy. I love it. And I love you.”
I held my daughter’s naked body close to mine, as I struggled with what was happening between us. Even this couldn’t stop the warm after glow of my orgasm from washing over me though.
“I love you too, angel. More than anything.”
Before I knew it, I was asleep.