Week With Daddy
Copyright© 2025 by Maddie Taboo
Chapter 2
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 2 - This Father and Daughter relationship isn't like all the rest. A week home all alone gives them the freedom to play.
Caution: This Incest Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Romantic Teen Siren Heterosexual Incest Father Daughter Cream Pie Oral Sex
Richard stirred in the early morning light, his eyes adjusting to the soft glow that filtered through the blinds. His body felt warm and sated, nestled in the embrace of the bed’s soft embrace. He reached out, his hand grazing the bare skin beside him, and found the familiar contour of his daughter Sara’s slender waist. Her gentle breathing tickled the hair on his chest as she slept soundly, her naked form curled against his. The scent of their shared passion lingered in the air, a silent testament to the intensity of the night’s escapades. For the past two days, the house had been a cocoon of illicit desire, echoing only with the sounds of their passionate moans and the rustle of bedsheets. Since his wife had left for the funeral, an event that brought with it an unexpected freedom, Richard and Sara had succumbed to their darkest cravings without restraint.
Today was no different. The urge to claim her again grew with each passing second, a hunger that no meal could satisfy. Richard felt his cock stiffen, straining against his boxers, and he knew that she would be feeling the same insatiable need. He slid his hand down her side, watching the goosebumps rise in response to his touch, and then cupped her firm ass cheek, giving it a gentle squeeze. She shifted slightly, pressing her supple form closer to him, silently urging him to continue. He couldn’t resist the siren’s call; it was a hunger that had consumed him for the past three years, and it grew stronger with every passing day. He leaned in to kiss her neck, feeling her pulse quicken beneath his lips as she stirred from her slumber. His hand roamed further, gliding over her hip and then up to her stomach, tracing the path to her perky round breasts. He pinched one of her nipples gently, watching it pebble with excitement, and felt her hand wrap around his thickening erection. A soft moan escaped her lips as she began to stroke him, her touch feather-light and teasing. Richard knew she was eager to feel him inside her again, to lose herself in the depths of his desire, and he was more than willing to oblige.
He rolled her onto her back, his mouth claiming hers in a kiss that sent shockwaves of pleasure through her body. His tongue danced with hers, tasting the sweetness of their shared passion. Sara’s legs parted instinctively, inviting him to explore her further. He took advantage of the opportunity, sliding his hand between her thighs to find her already slick and swollen with need. His thumb circled her clit, sending waves of pleasure through her core as he plunged two fingers into her warm, welcoming pussy. She arched her back, pushing herself against his hand, her moans growing louder with each passing second. Richard couldn’t help but admire the sight before him; Sara’s youthful beauty was intoxicating. Her eyes were closed, her cheeks flushed with arousal. Her small, perfect breasts bounced with each movement of his hand, her nipples standing tall and proud, begging for his attention. He moved his mouth down her neck to suck and bite at the sensitive skin. She writhed beneath him, her body a canvas of desire, painted with the evidence of their shared ecstasy. He knew she was close, her walls clenching around his digits, her breaths coming in ragged gasps.
But he didn’t want it to end just yet. With a devious smile, he withdrew his fingers and slid down the bed, positioning himself between her legs. He kissed and licked his way down her stomach, his beard tickling her sensitive skin, leaving a trail of wet kisses until his mouth was level with her pussy. She moaned in anticipation, her legs quivering as she felt his hot breath against her most intimate parts. He took a moment to inhale her scent, a heady mix of arousal and satisfaction, before diving in to feast on her. His tongue swirled around her clit, flicking and teasing until she was squirming beneath him, her hands tangling in his hair. Her hips began to rock in time with his movements, and he knew she was on the edge. He took her clit into his mouth, sucking hard, and she let out a scream that was muffled by the pillow she clutched against her face. Her body convulsed as the orgasm ripped through her, her pussy clenching and releasing in waves around his tongue. Richard felt his own arousal spike at the sound of her pleasure, his cock aching to be inside her.