Time With My Daddy by Tori Westwood
(Breeding, Pseudo Incest, Taboo)

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Evie longs to be bred by the man of the house. She plans a meal for his return home from work, except pudding is far from the usual affair. Will she succeed in her dreams of seducing the man dearest too her?

This 3,100 word story contains a steamy and illicit encounter that some readers may not be ready for. You have been warned!


I couldn't resist running my hands all over him in return. Feeling his chest and tickling at his nipples with my finger tips, circling around his naval and running my hands along the rippled indentations of his muscles.

"Ohh baby you're gonna get me in trouble," he said as if seeking some sort of reassurance that what he was doing was OK.

"No I'm not, it's going to be our little secret," I whispered as I bit at his ear.

It seemed like the response he was looking for as his hand buried itself between my legs, tickling my wet pussy through my panties.

He quickly cleared a space on the table and lay me on it, standing over me. I was ready to be his now, taken by him completely.

He leant over and lay on me, our lips interlocking in a wet embrace, tongues flaying at one another, his pelvis grinding in between my legs.

I could feel how stiff his cock was through his pants and shivered as I felt it tease at my slit with each slow, rocking motion.

His thick fingers worked at the lace of my corset and I felt my breasts begin to burst free as he unwrapped his present.

His hands moved quickly up to grab at my tits as they were released, pressing them together in his firm grasp and sucking at my nipples.

My eyes began to roll back in delight as I felt him nibbling at my nipples, the juices of my pussy flowing freely in my wet panties as the euphoria enveloped me.

He moved up to kiss at my neck, my body tensing as my breathing broke with the stimulation. He kissed my chin and then again my lips, pushing his tongue inside me as he moved a hand once more to my slick channel, sitting, waiting beneath my panties.

As he kissed me I heard the sound of his jeans unbuttoning and yearned for him to stand up and remove them, so I could get a good look at his stiff cock.

About Tori Westwood

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Published March 20, 2013 11 pages
Genres: Erotica, Literature & Fiction. Fiction

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