Chapter 3: Still Horny After My Dad

Turning over on my side, my pussy was literally tingling from having just been fucked. I hadn’t cum yet and so I reached between my thighs and found my wet and sticky pussy with my fingers. His sperm was dripping from me and I spread it around my bare pussy, coating it with a thin layer of my dad’s cum. When my fingertips ran over my sensitive clit, I thought I was going to jump out of bed from the shock it sent through every inch of my body.

As I played with myself, I dreamed yet again of my dad fucking me. In my fantasy we were at tonight’s party where he was pretending to be just another guy at the party. It wasn’t until he was fucking me and about to cum that he confessed aloud as to who he really was. Of course, everyone was shocked but at the same turn turned on as they watched this horny father fucking his own daughter like a cheap whore. Sure, lots of guys fantasize and talk about screwing their daughter, but how many actually go through with it?

Sometime my orgasm arrive like a Mack truck, practically bowling me over with the sudden intensity and overwhelming impact. Today was one of the more rare versions, more like a glass being filled slowly until l finally it overflowed. I could feel it rising in me, raising me high and higher with each touch of my finger until finally I was at the point of overflowing. It was like I was glowing inside, like every pore of my skin was sweating nothing but the most pleasurable sensations imaginable. Everything else went away, the sound of my dad in the bathroom, the street noise outside, even my own bedroom see me to fade away as I was carried off into my own little world where only my orgasm could take me.