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“Yes Daddy! Move those fingers! Move those fingers!” I spread my legs wider. Slamming my pussy towards my father’s hand. Grinding my pussy as his fingers go deeper. He is moving his fingers in a frenzy as I thrash on the dining table feeling immensely good being finger-fucked by my father. His three fingers are stretching my teenage pussy while creating such delicious feelings between my legs. He lowers his head and starts suckling my sensitive puckered nipples that I cannot help but moan under his body. He continues to move his fingers in and out my sopping core. I beg my father to fuck me faster and to fuck me harder. Daddy bites my nipple hard making me scream with the pleasure and pain. I move my body following the rhythm of his fingers knowing all too well that I am nearing my orgasm. I beg my father for more and he obliges me by moving his fingers like a piston slamming in and out my wet pussy. I let out a scream as I come for the second time and I feel the tremor shaking my whole being and consuming me. My father keeps moving his fingers as my vaginal walls squeeze and quake around them. When my body slowly stop trembling, my Daddy pulls our his fingers and they are glistening with my juices. “Erica, you’re so wet Baby.” “I’m always wet for you Daddy.” I murmur. “What do you want your Daddy to do now?” My Daddy asks as he rubs his cock head. “I want my Daddy.” I whisper and get down from the dining table, give my ass to my father, bend my body forward and spread my legs. “Fuck me from behind Daddy.” I gasp when my father spanks my ass. My ass burns with the pain. “More. Please Daddy. Give me more!” I beg. I gasp even louder as my father’s hand spanks my ass again. I wait for the next assault but I am so surprised when I feel Daddy kissing my ass. I gladly push my young supple ass so that my father’s face is smothered by my flesh. I giggle as he gently bites and nibbles, but the moment his fingers brush my clitoris my whole body begins to shakes. From behind, Daddy wraps one arm around my waist and with the other arm he slithers it down towards my clit. My knees nearly give in as he rubs my clit so hard and fast that I instantaneously come for the third time. He is relentless because he knows that I can come many times simply by rubbing my ever sensitive clitoris. He hugs my body tightly as I continue experiencing my orgasm. He kisses my neck giving it soft nibble while pulling and tugging my nipples as my body still trembles from my orgasm. “Fuck my pussy with your thick cock Daddy. I’ve been craving for that cock for days now.” I tell my father. He continues playing with my tits ignoring what I have just said. “Daddy? Are you listening to me? Please fuck me!” “Grab my dick and slide it in your wet teenage pussy Baby.” I hear his voice. I can feel my father’s hard dick nudging against my ass and I grab that cock with my hand. I spread my legs wider and raise my ass istanbul travesti while slowly moving my hip as I feel his cock head spreading my pussy open. I gasp as my father’s dick inches into my awaiting pussy. I push my ass further back so that all of my Daddy’s thick throbbing white meat is deeper in my sopping core. His breathing is becoming more laboured and his hands continue to torture my tits and my pebble hard nipples. Finally, I have all of my father’s cock in my pussy. My young pussy is enjoying the thickness of my father’s cock and I begin by moving my body and I gasp with each pleasure that my father gives. “Daddy… God… your cock is so good!” I say through my ragged breathing and soft moans. Daddy pulls my nipples so hard that I arch my body. Daddy tugs on my nipples again making me scream with pain. He then bends my body further over the dining table, puts his firm grip on either side of my hip and slams his cock deep in my pussy. He then slowly pulls his cock out until his cock head is at the opening of my sopping cunt and rams his cock deep in me again. It is torment and yet he is giving me such delicious pleasure. Slowly and steadily, Daddy fucks my pussy faster and harder. I beg for more. He continues to ram his thick meat in and out my pussy. I try to keep up with him but he is just too fast. I moan and beg as he slides his dick incessantly in my body. I do not even realize that my feet are not even touching the floor as he continues to ram his dick in me. I can feel how wet my sopping core is and I can also hear the sound that our fucking in the dining room. My father’s grip on my body gets tighter and I also notice that my orgasm is near. Daddy suddenly pulls out his cock and I instantly turn around to protest but to my surprise he is on his knees. He turns my body facing him and he puts one of my legs over his shoulder. My pussy is open for him and it is inches from his face. I call out for my Daddy so loud when his mouth suckles my clitoris while he inserts 3 of his fingers in me. I grind my young pussy to his face and fingers as I frantically try to find my orgasm. His lips on my clit were sublime while his fingers fucking my core were magnificent. I hump his mouth and fingers again and again. I moan so loud as my orgasm takes control of my body. I tremble and shake with the pleasure brought by my father. He continues teasing my clit as my body continues to convulse. After a while, he lay me on the dining table while still holding my left legs to him. He rubs my clit with his cock and smiles as my body still trembles every time his cock head rubs against it. I beg him to fuck me with his cock. He holds the leg firmly against his chest, tickles my toes with his tongue and rams his dick in my pussy. “Feel your Daddy’s cock in you! Feel your father’s cock in you!” I can hear him saying. “I can feel you Daddy! Oh God! istanbul travestileri I can feel your cock in me Daddy!” I say as my father rams his dick in me. I cannot move my body as my father holds my leg tightly against his chest while he pistons his cock in my pussy. I feel my whole body shaking and moving as he moves his throbbing cock in me. With one hand holding my leg, his other hand squeezes and teases my tits. I rejoice the feeling of my father’s ministration on my body, but I want more. I want so much more from my father. “More Daddy. Fuck me harder. Fuck me!” I beg. Daddy shakes his head and slows down the movement of his cock. “No! Please Daddy! Please fuck me harder! I beg you!” He shakes his head still denying me what I want. “God! Please Daddy…fuck me harder!” I cry and yet he only smiles. He then shakes his head. To my utter horror, he vanishes into thin air. * * * “Damn! It was a dream!” I whisper as I wake up from sleep feeling utterly disappointed. I wanted to have sex with my father so I seduced him 3 weeks ago and I did fuck my father, the man who brought me into this world. It was the best thing that I have ever done in my 17 years of living, but it has also been 3 weeks since my father has sex with me. We fucked and I promised him that I would not ask him to fuck me again after that night. I came numerous times and it was more than wonderful. He fucked my pussy with his fingers. He ate my pussy until I screamed his name. He even fucked my pussy with his meaty cock and he came all over my face and body. Daddy made me felt so damn good, but now no more. I have been having these dreams of having sex with my father for the past weeks, but even in my dreams my father’s cock has never made me come like that night. After that faithful night, Daddy seems to distance himself from me. Usually he would be home by 4 or 5 in the evening but now he seems so busy with his office work and will only be home after I have slept. In the morning, he would disappear even before I wake up. My mom as usual is busy with her own job leaving me all alone fending for myself. I don’t really mind fending for myself because my parents have taught me to be independent since young, it is that I just want my father. I just want my Daddy back in my arms. I want my Daddy back in my bed. I want my Daddy back between my legs fucking me like the night before. I miss him so much and I feel horrible because I crave for his touch more than anything. He has given me the best sex ever and I can feel that my mind and my body are desiring only him! I dream of him making me come again and again nearly every night! I want my Daddy so bad! I am sitting in my bedroom right now waiting for him to come back. The clock shows 12 midnight. Mom is sleeping I guess, but Daddy is still home. I stare at the screen of my laptop, nonetheless there is nothing on screen that travesti tickles my fancy. Even reading the erotic story by my favourite author has done nothing. I feel awful and I am so scared if my father will forever hate me or will forever distance himself from me. I will be the unhappiest person in this world if it would turn out to be like that. Suddenly, I can hear his car coming into the driveway and I jump down from my bed and dash out from my room. I run down the stairs and wait for my Daddy in front of the door that connects the house to the garage. My heart is pounding like crazy and my heart too is full of apprehension with what my father would say or do when he sees me. I can hear him behind the door and I can feel my fingers getting cold from nervousness. The doorknob sudden turns and the door is slightly ajar, but I simply keep quiet because I don’t want my Daddy to know that I am standing so close to him. His hand is searching for the light switch and again I simply wait for him. The lights are on and the he pushes the door, but he is busy looking down on his cellphone. “Daddy.” I call him. I can see how he freezes in front of me and it breaks my heart that I am the cause of his dilemma. “Erica? Why aren’t you in bed?” He asks and fidgets nervously in front of me. His face shows how uncomfortable he is being around me. “I want to talk to you Daddy.” “Can we do it tomorrow? I’m so tired Baby.” “No! You will head back to the hotel even before I wake up! Please Daddy. I need to talk to you.” I continue. I take a step forward closer to my father. “Baby, it’s late. You’ve school tomorrow and I have work. Why don’t we sleep first?” He insists. “Do you hate me Daddy?” I ask with my voice now straining with emotions. “No! I don’t hate you Baby! God! I would never hate you!” “Then why are you ignoring me and why are you always busy with stuff and why is it that I don’t see you anymore at home?” “Baby.” He says as he touches my face. “I am busy. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to make you upset.” He explains. “Can we talk then? Let’s talk Daddy?” I beg. “Erica, be a good girl and just let it be. Forget what had happened. Forgive me Baby.” He then kisses my lips and pushes me away. “Daddy! Please! I need you!” “Erica, nothing happened. Just… just let us be good father and daughter. I will never make the same mistake again.” I feel my world crumbles as he says these words. “Go to bed.” He says. He then switches off the lights and leaves me in the darkness. I cry and slump on the floor. I hate myself for making my father detests and loathes me. It disgusts me that I have made my own father hates to even touch me or look at me. I blame myself and nobody else for the grave horrible mistake that I have made. I simply sit on the floor and cry for God knows how long. I feel awful. I wipe the tears from my face and slowly stand up. I feel so miserable. I take my time as I walk up the stairs thinking how can I stand living in the same house with Daddy if I crave for him, for his body and for his cock every time I see him? I slide my hand under my panties and moan as I can feel how hard my clitoris is and how wet I have become even though Daddy does not even want me.

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