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STORY 7-- RIDING DAD

Dad and I were naked. He was sitting in the chair right there in the living room as I mounted him, sliding his large thick and hard erection up into my wet p***y. It felt so good having my dad’s maleness in me.

“Oh, dad …” I breathed, “it feels so good having your d**k in me.”

“It feels good having my d**k in my daughter,” he said.

“I wish that you would have f****d me when I was little,” I said.

“It would have been nice to f**k your tight little p***y. But you were too young. It would have hurt. And fathers shouldn’t f**k their daughters when they’re that young. Besides, what would your mother have said if she found out that I was sticking my d**k into your young p***y?”

“But I used to dream you doing that to me, thought,” I said. I laughed. “What would mom say now if she knew that you were sticking your dad d**k in my p***y?”

“Well, hopefully she won’t find out,” my dad said. “Anyway, your mother and I are divorced and have been for a long time. And you’re thirty-two and divorced. It’s different now.”

“Yes. But its’ just as wonderful,” I said, savoring what it felt like to be f****d by the p***s which had given me life. That was what made it so wonderful. It was like returning the favor to f**k my father as I began to ride my v****a up and down the shaft of his hard b***r.

I shamelessly rode my father’s erection with a joyful nakedness as my bare t**s bounced up and down with my efforts. My c**t was right there, bugling for him to see and I loved it. I loved being that’s s****l with my own dad. 

Of course lots of fathers and daughters enjoyed this. I knew of three friends who had been f****d by their fathers. I was sure that there were more. A lot more. Just that family s*x was not something talked about. 

I also knew of four women who had s*x with their bothers. It seemed to be an innate desire for females to want to have s*x with their own male family members. There was just something so thrilling and desirable about that. 

My dad and I started f*****g just a year ago, six months after my divorce. I had been the one to initiate it. My dad had actually been a little reluctant. But now we thoroughly enjoyed f*****g. He liked how it felt to be able to stick his d**k into his own daughter, and of course his own daughter, me, just loved it.

“I want you to c*m in me daddy,” I said. “I want you to give me your sperm.”

My dad laughed. “What if get you pregnant?”

There was of course no chance of that, but I laughed, too. 

“I want you to get me pregnant,” I teased. And actually the thought of being impregnated by my own father was an exciting one. I liked to think of my father’s sperm fertilizing my egg. Far more than I had ever thought this with my ex-husband, feeling quite thankful not to have given birth to any of his progeny.

My slippery wet v****a coaxed his erection more.

Then my dad could no longer hold back and his b***r ejaculated in me. He groaned and closed his eyes as his semen pulsed nakedly out into his daughter.

“Oh, yes, daddy! Oh, yes!” I gasped, encouraging his ejaculation.

I reached my hand down to attack my c******s with a vengeance and suddenly I was having the most intense orgasm as I sat there impaled in my father’s stiff manhood. I was quite unembarrassed to let my dad once more see me achieving my naked female pleasure. I gasped and choked and my v****a squeezed down on his embedded length.

Oh, god, I loved f*****g with my dad.

In another moment we were both recovering.

I smiled and laughed. “Gawd, father-daughter s*x is exhausting!”

My dad smiled, too. “Yes. But it feels so good t have my p***s in my daughter’s v****a. It’s worth it.”

“I think so,” I said, and I meant it.