Total pages in book: 48
Estimated words: 43284 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 216(@200wpm)___ 173(@250wpm)___ 144(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 43284 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 216(@200wpm)___ 173(@250wpm)___ 144(@300wpm)
Her pussy approves as she flooded me once more before riding the shit out of my cock. “I wanna paint your tits this time.” I don’t know why, but I get the biggest kick outta spraying my seed all over her magnificent tits and watching her eat it afterwards.
“Daddy wants to cum on his little girl’s tits?” She started talking shit again and I sped up my strokes into her too tight pussy. “Daddy gonna cum in my mouth, put it in my mouth daddy, or my ass; cum in your little girl’s tight little ass.”
“Argggghhhhh, fuck-fuck-fuck.” I pulled my already spurting dick out of her, dragged her down off the counter and pulled her mouth around my cock for the next volley. I knew I had more than enough.
When she had a mouthful I pulled out of her throat and held my dick as I spread cum all over her tits down her middle to her pussy mound.
She was already rubbing it into her skin before I was done cumming. Then, looking up into my eyes, she wiped her fingers through the river of cum that covered her body and sucked them into her mouth.
I was still blowing like a steam engine with my semi-hard dick bobbing between us as I stroked it to calmness. “My dirty little girl. Come let daddy take care of you.” Hopefully I would have enough control left to just put the cream in her pussy and let her out the damn door.
I lifted her back onto the counter and spread her pussy open again. The juicy pink man-eating gash winked at me but I resisted this time and just put some cream on my bug finger before putting it deep inside where it would do the most good. “You’re all set.” One last kiss and I helped her down.
We both got cleaned up and she rushed out the door to head back to school; grabbing a banana for lunch on her way out.
I laid back across the bed and took stock. I had to get back to the construction site, but there was no hurry when you were the boss. With my cock happy and my heart finally back to normal the same old worries set in. What the fuck was I doing? I asked myself the same thing after every fuck session. I’m old enough to be her father she’s my daughter’s best friend, what will happen if the truth gets out?
I’m not overly worried about what people will say, she’s eighteen, old enough to fuck; but my daughter is another matter.
I threw my arm over my eyes and I thought about my plight for the one-hundredth time. The situation was fucked, but the one thing I was sure of, was that no force on earth was going to keep me away from the young girl that had just left my bed. I was hooked, all the way gone, but there were things that needed tending to before we could get to where I wanted us to be.
Just thinking about my daughter made my gut hurt, I wouldn’t hurt her for the world, but she was already do bruised and I know my babying her over the years, even as a teenager wasn’t going to help the current situation. I had a pretty good idea in fact of just how this shit would play out if and when it ever came out. unless I could find a way to make it right for everyone.
Let’s go back a little so you will know what I’m rambling about.
Chapter 2
GABE
When I was sixteen I knocked up this girl. No she wasn’t my high school sweetheart, nothing that romantic. I was a jock pure and simple. I had pussy coming out my ear from the age of fourteen until…well now. I got this hottie named Priscilla Stevens pregnant when we were both sixteen. Instead of losing their shit like I expected both our parents to, they actually got together and worked shit out.
There was no talk of marriage because although I would’ve done it for my kid, I knew I wasn’t in love with her and she wasn’t with me. Besides outside of fucking her I learned that I didn’t really like Priscilla as a human being, she was a rank bitch to put it frankly. Anyway our parents got together and came up with a plan. They would both co-parent until we were old enough to take the responsibility.
I guess the fact that we were both only children had a lot to do with that. Whatever it was, I will be eternally grateful. I went off to college and got my degree in Architecture. Three years after working with one of the leading firms in the state I got smart and started my own construction company. I hired the best of the crews I’d worked with as an architect, so now I not only designed buildings I also built them. Priscilla is a hotshot lawyer, which is perfect for her ball-busting ass.