*This is a fictional incest fantasy story and intended to be a role play scenario. This is the third installment about Amber and her father entering a taboo relationship. If you don’t like incest fantasy, then move along to something more your style*
I stand before the mirror and button my shirt, looking at a man that has changed. Changed so significantly over the past week. A man that has a new life burning inside his soul. A man poisoned with lust, a dark forbidden lust. “What the fuck are you doing?”, I whisper to myself as I fumble to put on my tie. Looking at the background reflection in the mirror, I catch a glimpse of my alarm clock. 7:25 PM. That same clock that displayed a time that still seems the oddest of all times for one man’s world to turn upside down. The very same clock that glared 2:17 AM, the time a series of events were put into motion. Events that changed the life of not just one man, but his daughter as well. “I hope daddy tells me he wants more.” Those fucking words. She knew I would fall in deep. She knew …
“Daddy … We’re going to be late” Amber’s voice breaking my thoughts. I turn and look at her, my tie a complete mess. I stare at her and immediately I’m on fire again. The morals of what is conceived as right by most no longer exists in me. They’ve burned to ashes, trampled by a repeated flow of sinful lust. “You’re tie is a mess daddy. Let me help.” She walks to me and lifts up onto her tip toes, unraveling my tie and getting it slid to the right starting position. She’s focused with a slight grin as she loops the tie, wielding the best windsor knot seen by anyone. Her grin projecting an air of sass, so proud that she has perfected what her father takes 3 attempts to achieve. Her green eyes piercing through me. Her perfection always drawing me into a place I have learned to crave over the past week. “There, now you’re all set.”
I turn and look in the mirror, admiring her handy work. “Well done sweetheart. I don’t know where you learned to tie so well, but well done.”
She steps over to me and lifts up on her toes again, kissing my cheek. “YouTube daddy. You can learn anything from YouTube.” A smile .. A sassy smile as she drops down to her feet again. “We have to go daddy. They’re all going to get there before us.” She tugs at my sleeve, trying to pull me from the mirror.
I turn to follow her, my eyes dropping to her ass, watching it sway as she walks from my room. I grab her hand to stop her for a moment. “Wait sweetheart. Are you sure you want me there? I mean, you should be able to go have dinner with your friends and not have your old dad hanging around.”
“Daddy … We talked about this. I love you and I love what we have. Of course I want you there.” She tries to turn away to head for the door but I pull her back to me. Pulling her tight to me and staring into her eyes. She lets out a breathy moan, biting her bottom lip. “Daddy .. We ..” She pants slightly, “we have to go.” I smile and kiss her. Something that has transformed into such a pure expression of love between us in the last 7 days. I give her a swat on her ass as an attention getter. She shrieks and does a little hop, quickly putting her hands to protect against any further swats. “Daddy!! Stop!” she protests, laced with a playful giggle.
“Let’s not keep them waiting then shall we?” I grin releasing my hold on her. She practically skips off, giddy and excited. A flash back of her, two years ago when she was beside herself excited to drive a car on her own. A time before our forbidden sin. A subtle stir in the ashes of my morals but nothing more. The recent replay of the torrid events consumes me. I find myself spellbound, craving the forbidden affair more and more every day.
We arrive at Celina’s, the best fine steakhouse in suburban utopia. The most popular restaurant in all the area for that matter. Walking in to Celina’s, Amber hooks her arm with mine and tilts her head against my shoulder, drawing puzzled looks from random patrons that have no idea what is going on. No idea of the dark secret we share. The host greets us, “Table for two?”
“We are actually meeting friends”, Amber replies with a smile, eagerly scanning the dining room for our party. “There, at that table back there.” She smiles and tugs my with her by my hand. Her delicate fingers gripping my hand. I feel the surge of lust shoot through me. Her touch ever since that night immediately igniting the darkest of desires. We reach the table occupied by all of her friends, greeting us with hugs for Amber and an occasional handshake for me by the guy friends that know me. The other’s seem more engrossed in their conversation about which school they will be attending next semester.
Amber and I sit down and I find myself distracted with thoughts of that first night and then the next day in her room. Fuck what am I doing? I’m dating my daughter. The more my mind replays those events, the more consumed by it I become. I start thinking of things I want to do to her. Bad things. Things that a father should never even think about doing to his little girl. But I can’t stop. My heart races and pounds fiercely.
“Daddy? You ok?” her hand placed on mine on my lap, a slight squeeze, breaking me from my thoughts.
I look at her and smile. “Couldn’t be better baby girl.” I stare deep into her, as if to check if this was all real or have I lost my mind and this is just in my head. She smiles and mouths the words to me “I love you daddy”, a smile both seductive and innocent. Gasoline. Fucking gasoline on the fire of my lust once again. It fills all of me instantly.
I grin and place my hand on her thigh, pushing the hem of her dress up. Like the twisted, dirty man I have become over the past week, my fingers brush lightly against her pussy through her panties. Her eyes get big and her cheeks flush, her smile dropping to a wanting mouth, clearly I pushed her button. I lean over to her and whisper in her ear, “There’s a table for two waiting for us at home Princess.”
Amber lets out a slight whimper. I can feel a quiver run through her body. See it in her eyes. Both a look of desire and anticipation. Immediate want filling her eyes. I smile not caring the risk I just took right here in a public setting. Clearly my forbidden lust much more progressive than I even realized. Clearly much more than Amber had expected. She tries to bring her legs together but my hand forces them to stay slightly spread. I put pressure against her clit making her dip forward slightly and exhale hard.
“Amber? Are you ok?”, Kelly asks taking notice of Amber’s disorientation.
Amber’s eyes dart around the room. I see the embarrassment on her face and pull my hand away unnoticed. Knowing that I just put my little girl into heat.
“I … I’m fine. I just got a little dizzy for a second.” She fans herself as Kelly studies her closely, monitoring her condition.
I turn to her, “are you ok sweetie?” I ask, putting the concerned father act into full effect. This only draws a look from her. A look of “you know what you just did”. I give her a wink, “if you’re not feeling ok, we can go home pumpkin.”
Amber’s eyes almost light up but she catches herself, quickly taking advantage of the opportunity I just gave her to get out of here and go home. Go home and find out exactly what I meant. “I just feel kind of worn out daddy. Maybe we should go. I think I need to lay down.”
A sense of pride swells in me. She played it off perfectly. She’s faking it just to go home and surrender to what I just planted in her thoughts. I brush her hair back behind her ear and then place my hand on her forehead as to check for a fever. I feel a quiver ripple through her. Just the touch of my hand ignites sensory overload in her. I know she is in heat and needs to go home. “Doesn’t feel like you have a fever. Are you sure you want to go home? Maybe a drink of water will help”
“NO! … “ her outburst even surprising her. “No daddy, I think it would be best if we went home.” Her eyes telling me she needs to go home. In just a week, she has become consumed with our sin just as much as I.
“Ok sweetie. Let’s go then.” I stand up and help her up, I can feel her quiver. Not from feeling ill. Quivering from the sinful heat I just put in her mind. We say our goodnights and exit the restaurant. Walking to the car Amber grabs my hand and squeezes tight. We reach the car and I open the door for her. As she steps to get in the car, she pauses and turns to look at me. Stepping closer to me, biting her bottom lip. I stare into her eyes for a moment then we quickly erupt into a passionate kiss, right there in the parking lot. Her hand quick and desperate grabs at my crotch. She grasps my cock through my pants, breathing her moan into my mouth.
“Mmmm fuck daddy. Please .. let’s go please”, her hand releases my cock after giving a squeeze and feeling how hard I am. She flops down in the seat letting our a hard exhale. Almost panting already. I close the car door and turn to walk to my side, getting in the car and starting it to drive us home. “Daddy?”, she sings with a touch of innocence laced with her forbidden lust, “I want to do something while you drive us home.” A devious grin on her face as she leans over, reaching with her hand on my crotch, gripping my cock through my pants again. “I want to do something that I think you will like.” She giggles and undoes my belt, then the button and dragging the zipper down. Biting her bottom lip, concentrating on what she is doing.
I breathe in deep, drawing in the scent of her perfume, like a poisons gas, poisoning me once again with lust. Her hand pushes my boxers down and eagerly grasps my cock, stroking slowly. She watches me closely as if she is seeking praise and encouragement. “Mmmmm fuck”, I growl. My cock throbbing in her little hand. The head pulsating. Swelling and contracting. She scoots closer kissing my bottom lip like a temptress luring her victim into her layer of desire. My hand instinctively reaches between her legs and pressing my fingertips against her clit through her panties, this time with clear intent of touching her. Clear intent to bring her to the place I want her. A place that she is completely surrendered to me. She moans out and pants hard. Her stroking getting faster and harder.
“Daddy … “ she pleads. Her body quivering and writhing. I grab her hand and pull it off my cock and remove my hand from between her legs. She tries to move her hand back to my cock, “No daddy please I want ..”
“Wait until we get home.” She slumps back in her seat with a pouting look and a heavy sigh. “It will be worth the wait princess, I promise.” I start driving home and find myself driving faster than usual. She’s not the only one that needs this.
Arriving home we walk to the door, side by side, holding hands. The closer to the front door, the tighter she squeezes my hand. A little giggle escaping as I unlock the front door. She grabs the door and bursts through it pulling me in with her. I close the door hard behind us and pull her to me as her hands frantically undo my pants again. Unzipping and eagerly pushing them down. I unzip her dress and pull it off her. Both of us consumed in animalistic lust and fire. Pulling each piece of clothing off, engaged in a fire passion kiss the whole time. Both of us clearly forgetting what our relationship is supposed to be. She pulls her panties over her hips and wiggles out of them, the final piece of clothing to hit the floor. The final piece to trigger me into fierce passion. I grab her and lift her up, carrying her to the kitchen table. Pushing the centerpiece to the floor, setting her on the table hard and without waiting, I push my cock into her pussy. Deep and hard with a single thrust. She claws at my back and yells out, “Oh my god … fuck! Daddy … Oh FUCK!!”.
Her feet clasping tight behind me and pulling me into her. Pulling her own father’s cock into her hole. Trying to pull all of me into her. I thrust hard and deep, making the table sway in rhythm. A hot burst of adrenaline shoots through me, the sensation of her wet pussy wrapped so tightly around my cock, swallowing every inch I push into her.
“Mmmmm fuck baby girl” I growl in her ear. Pushing hard with every thrust. Pure hell fire lust ripping through me. Ripping through every fucking nerve ending. My cock throbs hard inside her. Her wet sex quickly coating me and dripping down my balls already. I bite her neck, sending her into a spasm of moans and whimpers. Her nails raking those lines of passion in me once again. She bucks wildly against me. Doing everything she can to get my cock back in her as fast as she can with every thrust.
“Daddy .. Oh god. Already .. I need to cum. Mmm fuck me daddy.. please fuck me”, her tailspin into her orgasm. She yells out throwing her head back as I pump hard and deep into her. I feel the flood of her orgasm, that feeling I have craved every day since the first time I felt it. Her legs locking tighter behind me and pulling me in harder. I feel her orgasm melt into her but I maintain my thrusts. Pounding my cock into her over and over again. Pushing her to her back, her knees pushed to her chest. “Daddy … da ..aa .. aa .dd ..yy .. oh god .. daddy .. it’s sensitive .. daddy .. oh fuck oh fuck.”
“You’re not done yet baby girl.” I growl, continuing my thrusts into her. Pumping my cock in and out of my daughter’s hole. Fucking her into her next wave of orgasm. Within seconds it comes on, making her frantically claw at me. Frantic to hold on to something. Her legs quivering uncontrolled. She pants hard and fast. Whimpering, her eyes closed hard. Trying to withstand each thrust without losing herself completely.
“Oh fuck daddy…. fuck .. fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck .. oh fuck .. oh god .. daddy!” her second wave washes over her entire body, making her convulse and jerk wildly. I keep thrusting with hard, deep rhythmic thrusts. She squirms uncontrolled as her flood soaks my cock again. “Daddy you have to stop .. I can’t .. I can’t do it anymore .. please daddy .. oh fuck.”
I keep slamming into her with the same thrusts. She squirms harder, trying to pull away but pushing against me with every thrust. Torn between the insane sensitivity and the need for me to bring her to her limit. That need to know where that line is crossed that she physically cannot endure the sensation any longer. “Shhhhh .. just feel daddy fucking you little girl. Feel your daddy’s cock”, words that so easily slip out in a moment like this. The idea that she is my daughter quickly being replaced by the need for this sin. No longer a want for either of us. A need.
She claws at me frantic. Gripping whatever skin she can get. Her mouth open wide moaning loud, panting hard. Desperate for this to end. Desperate for it to continue. I increase my thrusts, harder with each one. Fucking her so hard the table inches with each thrust. Her body in a constant state of convulsion. “Daddddyyyyyyy .. oh my fucking god!! FUCK!! FUCK!!,” the third wave of orgasm rips through her fierce and controlling. Taking complete control of her actions. Twisting, trying to get my cock out of her. The line crossed. The limit found in how much she can take. Her desperation triggers me, my orgasm swelling quickly in me.
“Mmmmm oh fuck yes. That’s daddy’s good little girl. Here it comes baby”, My cock pulsates a couple times then the gates open, releasing my seed as I pump it deep into her. She screams out and drags her nails down my chest, again more lines of passion. No, these are lines of utter desperation. I pump rope after rope of cum into her. Cumming harder than I ever have before. My orgasm subsides and I pause with my cock still in her, pulling her up to me and kissing her. Petting her gently, helping her come down from her fit of passion. Helping her, calm and relax. “Are you ok baby girl?”, I ask looking into her eyes.
“Yes daddy .. I just .. i can’t take anymore.”
“I know baby girl. Daddy won’t push anymore.” I kiss her softly, “I love you pumpkin”
“I love you daddy, forever.”
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/l1a4qn/table_for_two_daddydaughterincest_fiction
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