Author: DaddyGriff

My Angel, Part 2 [Mf] [inc]

Chapter 2 – On The Town

More than 2 weeks had passed since the fateful forbidden night I’d fucked my 18-year-old stepdaughter Angel on my marriage bed while my wife was out of town; we had spent a glorious weekend in each others’ arms, only leaving the bed to shower and eat, then diving right back into another sex session (although most of the showering ended up as a sex session too; try soaping up the ripe round tits of a redheaded sex kitten without wanting to fuck them).

Since then, after my wife had returned from her conference (the welcome-home sex that night had been particularly energetic and noisy; I knew as we banged the headboard against the wall that Angel was on the other side of that wall, lying in bed furiously fingering herself or fucking herself with her vibrator), my Angel and I had been forced to be a little more circumspect in our affections; there were lots of meaningful looks across the dinner table (and a few risky games of footsie), good-morning kisses that lingered just a second too long, and one incredible blowjob in the laundry room while my wife was on the treadmill, that ended with Angel smiling up at me, her beautiful face, swanlike neck and round full tits coated with my thick hot cum. I had eagerly returned the favor, eating out her hot shaven pussy as she sat on the pulsating dryer with her skirt around her waist and her legs around my neck. Read more »

My Angel, Chapter 1 [Mf] [inc]

Chapter 1 – Birthday Girl

Quiet as I tried to be as I came home that Friday, it wasn’t good enough. I had barely closed the front door and slid Angel’s gift behind the couch discreetly when I heard her familiar voice call out from upstairs.

“Daddy? Is that you?”

She sounded a little nervous — I was rarely home before 6 and had been hoping she’d be out at the mall with friends, giving me time to plan her surprise properly. No such luck. “It’s me, babygirl,” I called out, smiling.

“Daddy!” Angel’s voice, now excited and breathy, came from the stairs, and I smiled up at my beautiful stepdaughter as she ran down to welcome me home.

Angel’s best described as a force of nature. Long, wild, curly red hair (natural) with big, deep, expressive eyes , full plump bee-stung lips and a pert button nose, her face could stop traffic, but that’s not where the perfection ended; I’d married Angel’s mom when Angel was just 16 and developing as a woman, but how she’d developed. Ripe 36DD tits (I’d taken her bra shopping once, which is a story in itself), a trim waist and smooth flat tummy, full hips and a round, firm ass with coltish legs completed the cock-stiffening ensemble. So if I smiled a little too wide as she bounced down the steps to greet me, if I indulged in a few not-so-fatherly thoughts as she jumped into my waiting arms wearing just a skimpy t-shirt and cutoffs? Sue me. Read more »

The Sitter, Part 3 [Mf]

For those of you following the story of the first night I fucked my nubile young babysitter, Katie, you should know that after a vigorous sex session on the couch and against the wall, (culminating in some incredible anal and arguably the largest cumshot I’ve ever experienced), we repaired to the shower, where we slowly soaped each other up and rinsed each other off, accompanied by plentiful kisses and caresses. With my wife safely ensconced in her sister’s for the night, we stole off to my marriage bed, where we slept off our arduous fucking, Katie’s head against my chest and her damp hair spread out over my wife’s pillow. During the night we drifted in and out of sleep, emerging to indulge in mild foreplay; touches and kisses in a sleepy haze, before letting sleep claim us again. Overall, I’ve had worse nights.

The next morning, two things awoke me early from a deep, restful sleep; a growing heat and tingling in my cock and the jarring ring of the phone by the bed. Rising from the fog of sleep, I pushed off the comforter to reveal Katie, laying between my spread legs, busily sucking my cock, eyes closed in sheer bliss. I took a moment to enjoy the sight, stroking Katie’s long black hair as I reached out for the phone, putting it to my ear before grunting out a groggy “Hello?” Read more »

The Sitter, Part 2 [Mf]

I stood over Katie as she slumped on the couch, recovering from the shuddering orgasm that had wracked her slim body as I fucked her from behind. She smiled up at me, beads of sweat standing out on her ripe breasts in the low TV light. Slipping to her knees once more, she ran her small hands up my thighs, making my cock jerk and pulse.

“MMmmm… Daddy…” Katie murmured, leaning close to lick her way up my thigh, her soft breaths on my cock and balls. “We simply… must… take care… of you…” she said between kisses and gentle kitten licks on my skin, tantalizingly close to my dick, making it throb anew. “Little Katie’s gonna make you cum…. So fucking hard…”

“All in good time, babygirl,” I said, not without some inner struggle; I wanted nothing more than to take my cock in my hand, jerk it in this beautiful brunette’s face, and coat her with hot, sticky spunk, but I wanted to make this night – this first night – last as long as possible. “Come here,” I added, beckoning her with a finger. Read more »

The Sitter, part 1 [Mf]

I closed the front door quietly behind me, my eyes becoming accustomed to the gloom of the house. Hanging my jacket and loosening my tie, I glanced upstairs to see only the faint glow of the nightlight from the baby’s room and nothing else – and, more importantly, no sounds of crying or screaming to pierce the cool night air that I had brought with me. Strangely, though, there were no sounds coming from downstairs, and only a low light creeping under the living room door.

Walking softly, I gently pushed open the door to the living room, and could instantly see that the glowing light was coming from the silent TV, which was showing some late-night cable horror movie – I could see an attractive busty redhead running upstairs in a tiny skirt, mutely screaming, followed by a cloaked figure. Read more »