“She knocked at the door. I let her in. A week had passed since our first encounter” I continued, not letting the priest interrupt me. I needed to let it all out, without pause, without interruption, or else I just might fear the abyss of my soul too much and run away.
She took her jacket off, and before I could say anything, she told me she was thinking of a new video to record for her OnlyFans and needed my help. “Don’t worry” she said, “you’ll know when it’s your time to jump in”. She didn’t let me say yes or no. There was no yes or no to be said. There was just accepting what may come with her
She walked to my bedroom, laid down, took her clothes off, positioned her phone just right and started recording.
I had seen it before. Her naked body. But now this was live, unedited, and I was the first to see it. This was mine and mine alone, at least for the moment
She smiled at the camera, laughed, and then let her hands wander. First they cupped her breasts. She pinched her nipples, teased them, rubbed them. She let out a soft gentle moan. I could see her legs spreading just a bit from the corner of the room. I didn’t have the strength to leave. The show was too seductive, too forbidden, too sensual, too mesmerizing. Use whatever words you may. She was too much of everything. She was my daughter. She was my temptation.
Suffice it to say, I stayed. I stayed as her nipples got hard. I stayed as she licked her fingers and then rubbed them on those hard nipples. She made them wet. Laughed. And gasped. “I love my nipples played with” she said, with a mix of an innocent giggle and a deep feminine moan.
One hand stayed put. The other reached her thigh. She started running her fingers up and down her thigh. Softly. Gently. You could almost feel the softness of her skin just from the camera. It was smooth and soft as silk. “It tickles a bit but it also feels so tempting” she told her future audience. “It feels like I am so close to my core. I can almost feel the pleasure I am about to give myself, just from these caresses” she continued. Her voice deeper. Huskier. All laughing gone. All innocence long since lost. Now she was just a woman in the throes of her lust, her arousal.
She did this for money. She did this for passion. She loved every moment of it. She loved herself. She loved her body. The pleasure it gave her. There was no denying it. She was successful because she loved what she sold. And I loved it too. I loved her. I couldn’t keep my eyes off her.
Her fingers reached inside herself. One. Then two. Then three. Then two again. “I am tight, you know” she laughed. “I bet you’d love to feel how tight I am” she said, her eyes straight into the camera, as her fingers thrust deep and hard inside her. “I am in it to win it. I want to cum. I want to cum so bad” she continued. “I don’t have time to take my time. I need release. Fuck I need to cum so fucking bad”. It was true. You could see it from her thrusting. You could see it from her hips pushing, gyrating. You could see it from her back arched to meet the rhytm of her penetration. Her eyes so focused, her face so tense, so deep in pleasure.
“The other day, I had phone sex. I came on the phone. With a man. A very special man. He is my dad. Just thinking about it. Fuck just thinking about it. It gets me so wet. I am soaking wet. He is here today. My dad. He phone fucked me.” and she laughed. She laughed contentedly as she told the world she had phone sex with her father. And that that very same father was watching her today. “Dad? Do you want to say hello to my fans? No? He is shy, you know. He only cums for me in private! Do you want to cum for me dad? Do you?”
I didn’t know what to do. What to say. Did she want me to speak? Was she just teasing her audience? Was I meant to do anything? I didn’t know.
She looked right at me. “Dad?” she continued. Her voice a soft plea, a begging whimper
I spoke. To that, I could not resist. “I would cum for you any day” I said.
“Then today” she responded. “Cum today. For me. Let’s do it together”
Once again. Once again she won. I took my cock out. I was hard as a rock. I stroked it. She smiled. Looked at me. At the camera. Kept fucking herself. Her strokes harder and harder. One finger on her clit, two fingers inside of her. She looked at me. “Fuck dad cum fuck”.
And I did. I came. I leaked hot semen on the floor of my bedroom. And as she watched it ooze, she came. Her whole body tensed. Her fingers froze in place. And she came. “Fuuuuuuuuuuuck” was all she said as she finally reached her pleasure
We took a moment to gather composure. The camera still recording. “My dad came” she said “and so did I. Maybe next time he will show you. But for tonight, all you need to know is that I made my dad cum. Twice. I am just that kinda girl.” and she stopped the video
She got dressed, and hugged me as a daughter would a father, and said “Bye dad talk to you later” and walked out the door
I logged on OnlyFans later that night. And the video was there. Unedited. Not a single frame cut. Not a single word deleted. For only a few bucks, the world could know I fucked myself as my daughter masturbated in my bed.
I could feel the horror on the other side of the barrier, Father Martin sat in silence for a moment. “Is that the end?” he asked.
“No, not yet” I answered
“Please continue”
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