Sarah hit the porn and toys in her room after she had played with herself. She didn’t consider what her father would say if he knew that she had opened his package and found out what it all was. Let alone watched the DVD. She decided to tell him that whatever package he should have received just never came. It seemed the safest bet.
That night she made pork chops, scalloped potatoes and green beans with onion and bacon for dinner. It was all almost ready when her dad came home from work. She was adding the bacon to the green beans when he walked in.
“Ooohh man, something smells good!” He said shutting the door and locking it, then proceeded to kick off his shoes and move through the living room with hungry eyes looking for the food.
“Go shower! You stink!” Sarah said smiling and trying to avoid him. His job kept him fairly dirty and sweaty all day so showering when he got home was always first priority.
“Dinner will be ready in about ten minutes.” She said squealing as he stood over her smelling the food, purposely getting close enough that she would have move or risk getting infected with his sweatiness.
“Yes ma’am,” he says playfully dejected. “headed to the shower and will be back in ten minutes.” he says walking into the hallway and pulling his shirt over his head. He walks into the bathroom and turns on the hot water and closes the door. Sarah hears the door shut and peaks down the hallway to make sure he’s really in there. She then quickly runs to her room and moves the box from under her bed to her closet and stuffs it under a bunch of winter clothes that won’t be moved for another five months.
Her dad realizes that he doesn’t have any more soap in the shower so before he gets in, opens the door quietly and quickly and peaks his head out, doesn’t see Sarah and quickly steps out opening the closet door in the hallways across from the bathroom. Even though it was just the two of them, they tried to keep a modicum of modesty. He felt seen by her eyes even though she wasn’t there to see him naked, digging through the closet for more soap.
Sarah, after placing the box of pornography in a safer place begins to tip toe out of her bedroom. As she comes around the corner, she sees her father standing in the closet looking for something. His eyes are not paying attention to her standing in the door frame. His limp cock hung at an impressive length and girth, his balls were huge and heavy and sagging. She froze not knowing what to do. There was no reason for him to think she was hiding anything but she wasn’t used to lying to him either. She felt seen by him even though he knew nothing of what was happening.
He turned from the closet with this soap and saw his daughter standing in the doorframe of her bedroom staring at his naked body. For a moment he stood staring at her. Her mouth dropped and her eyes widened when her view of him was no longer partially obstructed. She hadn’t seen many penises but today this would be her third and it was impressive.
“Sarah!” He blurted out and dipped quickly back into the bathroom.
“Oh…God….SORRY!” She shouted, suddenly embarrassed.
“Make some noise next time.” He shouted through the door.
Sarah walked up to the bathroom door and heard the curtain rings clank as the curtain was pulled back and then closet again. Her father’s familiar singing and humming began.
She had the wild thought of opening the door and peaking in on him in the shower. She shook it out of her mind as she pressed her ear up to the door and listened to him sing and the water splashing. It was like fucking had infected her mind. Something about watching Lynn’s head bouncing up and down on Mark’s lap today kept playing in her mind. The porn with Elsa Jean, her moans and groans. She looked in pain but like she loved it at the same time. She wondered if her father’s cock would grow much bigger than what it was right now. She wondered how she could see it hard and how she could get away with it.
She closed her eyes and pictured him sweaty and stinky sitting in Mark’s chair, Lynn sucking his cock. His sweat and stink making her eyes water as she sucked up her own spit mixed with his sweat and dirt like a dripping ice cream cone. Sarah’s hands drifted with focused purpose towards her hairy snatch again and she began stroking her slit while she thought about Lynn sucking her father dry.
She thought about her father’s deep voice and the way it vibrated a room when he talked. She thought about hearing that same booming voice in her ear as he moaned. She felt a ripple of tingling energy radiate from her hidden places. Her fingers dipped inside and she let out a soft moan, biting her lip. She thought about Lynn being grabbed by her dads big strong hands and being face fucked roughly, her hands grabbing at his wrists for relief but finding non as he over powered her.
Her wrist began working under her jeans as she inhaled rapidly thinking of Lynn’s nose being forced against her dads pubic hair as she struggled to breathe, her eyes rolling in her head, the veins in her neck bulging and drool spilling out. She thought about her self in Lynn’s place, she felt her self coming closer to cumming, she felt the build of a climax ready to hit her and thought of her father taking her hair by handfuls and ramming his hard cock down her throat while she dry heaved until gooey tendrils of cum shot into the back of her throat, she shoved three fingers into her pussy and pressed herself against the door while her father sang in the shower. She gasped and moaned, grabbing a fist full of her own pubic hair and pulled slightly as she clamped over her mouth.
“Are you yelling for me?” Her dad shouted over the shower.
‘FUCK’ she thought, ‘he heard me!’ Sarah quickly ran back into the kitchen where the green beans, bacon, and onions were burning. She washed her hands quickly and then pulled them off the burner.
She heard her dad open the bathroom door, “Did you yell?” he asked down the hallway.
“No daddy, just that dinner’s done.” she said trying to control her panting as her pussy ached for more attention.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/jbxkhy/lost_innocence_p3