[MF] [inc] [caution] Dr. Daddy Issues (Part 2)

“I have a cabin, just a few minutes outside of Wolf Creek, by the bridge and the little creek. Let’s meet there this Sunday and go fishing” I said, before asking Kaley to leave for the day. Our session was over. A different one would take place in a matter of days.

I wish I could say that I woke up early that morning, freshened up, and then made my way to the cabin, with excitement and anticipation in my loins. But it would be a lie. I drove there the night before. Woke up at the first crack of dawn, and freshened up.

And now I was waiting for Kaley. April in Montana is a coin toss. It could go either way. This time, we got a nice almost warm early Spring. And Kaley would be here soon. To fish. Or, really, to hunt her daemons away. Or, really, to fuck her psychiatrist, to roleplay fucking her absent father.

I heard a knock at the door. “Hi dad” she said, as I opened the door. She was wearing a beautiful white lace sundress, leaving very little of herself to the imagination.
I gasped. She chuckled. “You’ve never been that happy to see me before” she said, laughter in her voice, and just a hint of bitterness in her tone

I knew of Jack what she had told me. Not a lot, really. But I was supposed to be Jack after all. Was this going to heal her? I must say, I cared less of that than I did of seeing her naked, of making her young luscious body my own. Unprofessional, I know.

Jack was not mean. Just indifferent and selfish. I shrugged her off, as I thought he would. “Life is hard, I try, you know. So, where’s your fishing gear?” I asked her
“I left it in the car. Do you want to help me get it?”
“Sure, let’s go” I encouraged her, as I started to walk out the door

We took a few steps, and then she tripped. Or pretended to trip. I went up to her. She was smooth. Her dress had made its way up her body, just enough to reveal that she had no panties. Just enough to reveal her bush. Thick, free, and wild, like the forests of our home.
I wasn’t close enough to see the freckle. Not yet at least.

“I saw you look” she told me, as I helped her back up
“Look at what?”
“You looked at my pussy. That’s not very fatherly, now is it?” she tut-tutted

Oh right, I am her father, I thought to myself for a moment
“I glanced, I admit it. What will you do about it?” I said, trying to sound stern and authoritative even as I was clearly at fault
“That depends”
“On?”
“On whether you liked it” she said, sitting on the trunk of her car

“What if I did?”
“That would make you an incestuous pervert. And there’s only one thing I could do about it” she retorted
“Well, go ahead then”

She pulled her dress up, spread her legs wide, and motioned at me to come closer. “Come, come look more” she gestured with anticipation

I did. I have no idea what her real dad would have done at this moment. Would he have even looked? I like to think not. But today, I was Jack. And I looked. And I leaned closer and closer to my daughter’s vagina. I could smell her scent. I could finally see the famous freckle. She was right. It was a tiny precious detail. One reserved for her lovers.

My hands closed on her thighs. I caressed them. My tongue reached for her pussy. She moaned. I felt her hips thrust as my tongue started sliding up and down her labia. Her moans were soft, gentle. It was more of a lament even. But she begged for more. Her hands reached my head. Pushed it closer and closer. She wanted to be licked. She wanted my tongue to fuck her. I obliged. She tasted sweet. Maybe even a bit too sweet for my taste. But how could I deny her? A woman who had been denied her whole life. This was what she wanted. “Oh fuck dad ooooh ooooh fuck fuck me fuck dad yes”. Did she even know I was not her father at that moment? Maybe that’s why she put so much emphasis as she chanted “dad” in her moans. As to reiterate to herself that it was Jack doing the deed.

She came. Suddenly. It was intense. Her legs clenched me. Her hands pushed me tight and hard, almost hurting my head. Her moans became loud. Her entire body arched, every nerve tensed. Her head backwards. I could barely see. But what I saw was a woman enjoying immense pleasure.

And then she pushed me away. “What kind of girl would let her dad fuck her? I couldn’t. Not after how mean you’ve been to me.” she said. So much hate in her voice. She walked away.

I tried to talk to her. To reason. But she kept walking away and hurling insults at me. “You took my youth. My happiness. And now you want to use me for a quick orgasm. You want to sully everything I am so you can unload yourself? Fuck you, you pervert. Taste your own medicine. I took from you and gave you nothing in return” she screamed at me

“I know you want to fuck me. I know you do. I’ll be here when you’re ready” I told her, and laughed as I went back to the cabin.

My balls were aching. From arousal. Despair. And I hoped I hadn’t forever broken Kaley. But, no, no, I thought this was part of her healing. She felt in charge. She felt powerful. She needed it. And once she was ready to give herself, she’d come back, and she’d fuck her father.

What I didn’t know yet was whether she’d fuck me, or she’d actually go have sex with Jack.

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