Comforted By Daddy – In The Ass! : Ass Fucked Daughters 23

My marriage with Gavin was strained.  We’d got together early and I guess I was foolish to think he’d be the one.  I go to Daddy for some comfort—he always knows just what to say—but he’s dumbstruck when I tell him how Gavin and I used to have sex towards the end.

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“Yeah.  Describe it.  It’s been so long.”

“On one condition.”

“What’s that?”

“That you tell me how you remember it afterwards.”

“Deal.”

I set down my mug, folded my legs and turned towards him.  “It’s incredible,” I gushed.  “The sensation when I engulf him.  Ugh!  It’s like nothing else.  There’s nothing special about Gavin being in there.  I think it could be anyone.”

“Anyone?”

“Yeah.”  At the time I missed Daddy’s not-so-subtle hint.  “So how about you?  What’s it like for you?”

“I just like how tight it is.  And how wrong it is.”

“It’s definitely wrong,” I laughed.  “But it feels so right.”

Daddy started to laugh too.  “I think that might be the real root of it; how wrong it is.”

“I can think of wronger.”

“Than anal sex?!  Jeez, do I wanna know?”

“You can’t think of anything more taboo?”

“Oh!  Then yeah, I can.”

“The idea of that kind of turns me on too,” I confessed.

“Taboo stuff?”

“Yeah.”

“I think I know what you mean,” Daddy said.  “That really is up there on the list of taboo.”

“Taboo and anal sex,” I said.  “Now that’s wrong.”

“You mean, like, incest?”

“Yeah,” I confessed, then felt a pang of worry.  “I shouldn’t have said that.”

“Do you think of other people committing incest or … you?”

I pursed my lips and raised my eyebrows, awaiting Daddy’s reaction.  “Me.”

“Now that’s wrong,” Daddy said, before adding: “and that’s what makes it so hot.”

I bit my lip and looked at him, shaking my head.  “That would be naughty, wouldn’t it?”

“Us?”

I nodded.

“Sure would,” Daddy said.  “I don’t even know how you start something like that.”

“You start by taking out your cock,” I laughed.

“Is that what you want?”

I hadn’t expected him to ask me so explicitly.  I stared for a moment, wondering what to do.  I wanted it—I wanted it bad.  I nodded.

Daddy lifted up the bottom of his sweater and my eyes were immediately drawn to the swelling at the front of his pants.  He was already bolt stiff from the conversation so far and I couldn’t blame him.  I was wetter than a thunderstorm too.  Shit, this was getting out-of-control fast.

“Do you wanna take it out?” he asked.

I grinned from ear-to-ear.  “I’d love to.”

He put his hands at his side and I went for his belt buckle.  I unfasten it with a giggle and then popped the button on his pants.

“I need a better seat,” I told him, and I slipped off the couch and moved between his legs.

I tugged at the top of his pants and Daddy lifted his ass.  They slid down over his boxer-shorts that were tight over his cock.  He looked even bigger now.

“Go on,” he encouraged.

I pushed my ass out and felt the wetness of my pussy against my panties.  I could feel my heart pounding to be released from my chest as my adrenaline mingled with my arousal.

I curled my fingers down inside the waist of his underwear and Daddy sucked a breath.  He watched as I moved the waist of them down.  His hair got thicker and then I saw the first hint of his taboo thickness.

“That’s it,” he said steadily.

My eyes spread wide as more of him was revealed.  Suddenly the idea of stuffing his huge cock in my ass seemed impossible.

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