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Thanks, Dad! (Part eight) [Father] [Adoptive Daughter] [Comfort] [Date] [Fingering]

I went in to Ella’s room once everyone was gone. She was sitting up on her bed, way back in the corner with her knees pulled up to her chest, tears streaming down her cheeks, “Sophie broke up with me,” she said softly.

I climbed up into her bed with her and held her as she cried. I managed to break the hearts of both of my youngest daughters by coming between them. I felt awful, but I said nothing as I stroked Ella’s hair. Her sobs became sniffles after a little while. I watched over her until she cried herself to sleep on my shoulder. I wanted to go back and undo everything. Never opening that bathroom door, never looking at her too small cunt, definitely never touching her bare pussy. All of it, just a quick undo of everything involved in fucking El.

I pulled myself out of her grip and started rummaging in her trash, checking her drawers as gently and quietly as I could, just trying to find anything I could to tell me that what Sophie said was the truth. She woke up as I was rummaging through her nightstand, an assortment of tampons, pads, notes, and miscellaneous stationary scattered in the messy drawer. Read more »

The Library’s Princess (part three-The End) [Mfm] [Light Bondage] [Fearful Reaction]

“Me and Joe?” I asked

He nodded silently.

“We haven’t really talked about it, but I don’t think so? I’m pretty sure it’s just a business arrangement for him.”

He looked at me and tilted his head to the side slightly, “And for you?”

I blushed, “It’s just a business arrangement for me, too.”

Zane smiled, “Liar. I think you actually like him.”

My blush deepened a little, “Does that even…”

Zane leaned over and kissed me softly on the lips as I spoke. It was my turn to be caught off guard. I held my hand up, and while I wanted to push him away from me, I simply let him kiss me for a moment before I returned the advance. When he pulled away from me he looked a little confused and quickly rushed out the door, leaving his laptop behind on my dining room table.

I wasn’t sure what to make of it. I had made the offer to him first and he turned me down. He’d already edited and put up half a dozen videos of me and Joe and hundreds of photos, so I didn’t get the sudden change in demeanor. I mean, the video was the most graphic one we’d done, but it wasn’t that graphic. Did he see something in it I didn’t realize was there? Read more »

The Library’s Princess (part one) [No Sex] [Trust Building]

I have a passion for books. For as long as I could remember my world revolved around them. So, naturally, when the opportunity to buy out my local library branch came up, I jumped at it. I was a Librarian. Not the ones you see when you return books, that duty fell to my loyal employees, Zane and Joe. No, I was the one in the back room, arranging budgets and fundraisers, scheduling events and speakers for every age of patron, and taking a pay cut to avoid having to fire a staff member when budget cuts came around.

The state could no longer support our branch and the larger branch the next town over, so we were the one that was being shuttered. This is where I shined. I approached our state budget committee and put in an unusual request. Instead of selling the historic stone building to developers, would they allow me to purchase it at a reduced rate in exchange for keeping it open to the public in a not-for-profit setting. Read more »

Thanks, Dad! (Part seven) [Mff] [Father] [Adoptive Daughter] [Daughter] [Incest] [Sleeping Girls] [Pregnancy]

The girls and I had a great time with Tristan and Rachel out of the way. I obeyed their every command, including posting our stories on an incest website with photos of me pleasing both girls. Our faces weren’t visible, just my hand and dick and their pussies, that was something I insisted on and they agreed to, albeit reluctantly.

The night we had alone, I did just what they asked me to do. Each girl was in her own bed and I snuck into their room. I did Sophie first, pulling her blanket off of her and admiring the tight t-shirt and tiny shorts she was sleeping in. The moonlight filtered over her and cast her in just the most beautiful glow. Her nipples were clearly hard as the tight, thin fabric left very little to the imagination.

A wet spot was visible at the center of Sophie’s shorts and I smiled as I lifted her arms up above her head and very slowly began to lift her shirt up, exposing her tummy to the cool night air, then the swell of her breasts, which I kissed gently then the shirt was up over her breasts and that was as far as I needed to get it. I didn’t need her naked, just exposed. Read more »

Thanks, Dad! (Part six) [ff] [mFf] [Father] [Adoptive Daughter] [Daughter] [Incest] [Light Femdom] [Apologizing]

I wrapped a towel around me and went back to my bedroom. Ella was taking care of Sophie, doing what I should have done. El glared at me when I opened the door and I almost turned and left again, but a door down the hall opened and I tucked myself into my room then looked back down the hallway. Tristan was leaving Rachel’s room. My mind immediately went to ‘he’s fucking his sister,’ then I reminded myself that she was helping him with coursework that he had and he wasn’t being sneaky about leaving her room, so it was likely innocent with me projecting my own sins onto them.

I closed my door and approached the bed, “Soph…” I started.

Ella moved herself between me and Sophie, fire in her eyes, “You just left her here, bleeding on your bed to go shower?” she scoffed.

I shook my head, “To throw up. I fucked her. I fucked my own daughter. How am I supposed to live with that El?” I asked. Read more »

Thanks, Dad! (Part five) [Mff] [Father] [Adoptive Daughter] [Daughter] [Fingering] [Simultaneous Female Orgasms] [First Sex] [Blood] [Incest]

The next month was a whirlwind of pleasuring Ella’s body and filling her with my cum. Sophie, Tristan and Rachel were all due home on Wednesday afternoon. So I got one more lunch of dripping pussy and then I pulled her to the edge of the counter and worked my dick into her. It was getting easier for me to get my dick in there in one go now, but I’m not sure if that’s from me wearing out the elasticity of her cunt or if I’m just getting used to the right angle to stretch her tightness quickly.

I do know my dick still feels like it’s going to rip her apart if I make a wrong move. One thing her parents did right by her was blessing her with the genetics of the absolute perfect teen body. Everything on her was tight and perky. She was looking me in the eye as I thrust slowly but deeply into her.

“If she wants to, I’m bringing her to your room after everyone else is asleep, right?” she asked between moans. Read more »

Thanks, Dad! (Part four) [Mf] [Mff] [Father] [Adoptive Daughter] [Creampie] [Daughter] [Sex Lessons] [Over-stimulation] [Incest]

I opened the notebook and got engrossed in the story pretty quickly. I tried to not pay attention to the dates written beside the titles. Knowing how old my daughter was when these ideas came to mind for her did not make it easier to read.

Wrapping my head around the detailed way my daughter described my cock and how it would feel on her tongue, how much it would hurt going down her throat, was not easy. She had to have seen me at some point, but how did she commit such detail to memory? Soph wrote about sharing a bedroom with Ella and how the girls liked to talk about what sex would be like. The night I gave them the sex talk…she wrote it out much differently than it had happened:

(Sophie’s Story is from her point of view)

Dad came up behind me and Ella without either of us noticing. We’d been looking up porn of men and talking about how different the penises were from picture to picture. We both jumped when he put his hands on our shoulders and turned to look at him. Read more »

Six Shots: Two Last Shots (Part nine of series-The Ending)

[Six Shots: A Woman Scorned (part eight of series)](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/hvrd6m/six_shots_a_woman_scorned_part_eight_of_series/)

It took a little over a week to get the results back on paternity. Phil had no kids, apparently. Alex didn’t either. The kids were little and didn’t understand what was going on, just that Daddy and Aunt Jess were going to take a trip together for a little while because Uncle Alex and Mommy had upset them and everyone needed to go into time out, far away from each other.

He didn’t abandon them, they weren’t his kids, but they were his kids and I had no intention of denying them the only father they’ve known. They were kids, they didn’t do anything wrong in any of this. Bella and Phil divorced quickly with an agreement to split custody of the kids between them.

One week we had them for four days, the next week we had them for three days, and it alternated like that through the year. Alex and Bella tried to work things out between them for a while, but he didn’t do well with the kids and he couldn’t get over the fact that they were neither his nor Phil’s. The love was there but the trust wasn’t. Read more »

Six Shots: A Woman Scorned (part eight of series)

[Six Shots: Revelations (part seven of series)](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/hvcivx/six_shots_revelations_part_seven_of_series/)

When I came to, I was lying on the bed with Phil curled up beside me, salty stains on his cheeks from tears he didn’t bother to wipe away before he passed out a different kind of way than I had. I tried to say his name but my throat ached and I couldn’t speak. So I kissed him softly and stroked his hair behind his ear until he stirred.

He opened his eyes and saw me leaning over him then tackled me onto the bed in a squishing hug and cried as he pulled me from the bed and up into his arms, holding my body firmly to his as he reassured himself that I was, at least somewhat, okay. I pulled myself away from him and smiled. He lifted my chin and ran his fingers over the light bruise that discolored the pale flesh along my neck.

“I thought I’d killed you for a second,” he said softly.

I shook my head and tried to speak again, it hurt, but my voice wasn’t totally broken, “I’m okay,” I whispered, “but we are going to need a proper cue for when I need you to stop.” Read more »

Thanks, Dad! (Part three) [Mf] [Fatherly] [Adoptive Daughter] [Breeding]

We got into a routine over the course of a few weeks. We had breakfast together every morning then I got dressed for work and headed in while Ella stayed home and did the various chores she always did with the addition of grocery shopping and helping to design a work out routine for me to follow. She was really pushing me, wanting me to run a half-marathon in support of LGBT+ rights with her, and I wanted to be there for her.

Then our routine changed slightly when my phone dinged around lunchtime on a Thursday in late October.

I grabbed it to see if it was important. It was a request for a secure video chat with Ella. I smiled and accepted. Her eyes were half closed and she was squatting on the kitchen counter in nothing but high heels. Her legs were spread wide and her pussy was drooling onto a small plate beneath her, “Can you come home for lunch Dad?” she asked softly as she spread her hole with her fingers and let more of her fluids flow onto the plate into a little puddle beneath her. Read more »