Please, Daddy? (Taboo Erotica) (Off Limits Taboo Book 1)

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A slut," Lily said softly. This was all getting to be too much for her. What Daddy was doing to her was really, really bad, she knew. She just didn't know how to make him stop. He was her daddy, she had to do whatever he said, didn't she?

Had he not realized earlier in the night that I wore only my t-shirt, shorts, and panties? The bra had been uncomfortable anyway, but I also was curious if he would have said anything; he hadn't. Now I realized he hadn't even realized I was bra-less. Well, I mused, they were pretty perky, so, if it wasn't obvious, maybe I could go bra-less more often. You'll be okay. That's what morning after pills are for." I stood up from the bed. "I'll leave you some money in the morning. Go there after school and take a pill." She was silent the rest of the way. I parked in her garage below the apartment. I saw a couple of guys milling around outside. I closed the garage door. One night Belinda caught me with two of them. She suspected I was cheating all along. She followed me from the bar to my favorite cheap motel. First floor with an outside door. A big window facing the parking lot. Curtains were wide open. My mistake. She took a lot of pictures.

Humping daddy

Fiction Writing | Blog Writing | Creative Writing | Essay Writing | Letter Writing | Poetry Writing | Technical Writing | Story Writing We are heading to the apartment. I don't think you need to come. She will be fine. She needs to get to bed and put this all behind her.' Daddy! She said yes! She suggested that you stay in my apartment. That would make her feel better if you did.' She opened her tiny purse and pulled out a joint, lit up and took a few draws. Not illegal in this state. Soon the aroma of weed permeated the car. I love that smell.

Slowly, Daddy pulled His lips from mine, but I hungered for more. I felt so ashamed of how I was feeling, and how warm my body had gotten from just a simple kiss from Him. I wanted to cry. I wanted to scream. I wanted to tell Daddy that it wasn’t the other boys making me cry now, that it was Him. I wanted Him to be like that Daddy I knew He was, and not this monster taking advantage of me. But I kept silent. A thought occurred to me at that moment; maybe if I was good, then He would stop. Naïve of me to think of it now, but at that moment, it made sense. It was working and I started getting attention from the female gym rats. I even had a few Ubers who needed more than a drive. One in particular turned into my new gig work. I remember it well.I grabbed his hairy ass cheeks to support myself, and started to pull myself on at the same time daddy pushed. I couldn't see them, but I pictured my balls isolated from the bottom of my stiffening shaft. So exposed, what was Mitzi planning? Thing is, usually, after I would fall asleep on my Daddy's lap, he would wake me up and send me to bed or, occasionally, ask me for a drink. However, he never whispered, as if he did not actually want to wake me. That was strange.