The Hots
Copyright© 2025 by Alan C. Zumwalt
Chapter 7
Young Adult Sex Story: Chapter 7 - A high school girl finds her body going through changes that go FAR beyond puberty.
Caution: This Young Adult Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Ma/ft ft/ft Fa/ft Consensual Lesbian BiSexual Fiction Paranormal Mother Father Daughter Group Sex White Female Oriental Female First Masturbation Oral Sex Sex Toys Big Breasts Public Sex Teacher/Student Transformation
The next evening, I put on my robe and walked out of my room, and went down to the living room. I thought mom would be there, but found my dad there instead.
I frowned, “Where’s Mom?”
“She’s down in her office. It seems that she’s gotten behind and is working extra to catch up.”
“Like me.
“I thought you had an international call this evening.”
He shook his head. “Not until 6am. I decided to sleep here, get up, and get into the office early.
“Is there anything I can help you with?”
I’d always had trouble talking to my father about sex. The fact that he has been so understanding about my changes, with the Hots, has made me more at ease with him.
I sighed and dove in. “I am sooo horny. I have not had any sex all day. I have masturbated, using both my hand and toys, but it’s not enough. I need cock, but it’s too late to call any of my guy friends.”
My Dad was obviously uncomfortable. “This is something that is really your mother’s bailiwick, but I hate to interrupt her when she is working.”
I took a deep breath and took the next step. “I was thinking, maybe you could help me out.”
It took him a few seconds to get the implications of my suggestion. “Wait ... You’re not talking ... Florence! I’m your father!”
Tears started forming in my eyes. “I know. I know it’s sick and wrong. But I am sooo horny!” Reaching inside my robe, I starting rubbing my clit. I closed my eyes and moaned. “I can’t get my schoolwork done. I masturbate, but my horniness keeps increasing.”
Standing up, he hugged me. “Oh Florence, I am so sorry! I wish I could help you, but I can’t.”
“But you are the only man around. You are the only one who can quench this fire in me.” I tentatively reached up and undid a shirt button.
He pulled away from me. “Let me think...”
Trying another tact, I pulled open my robe. “Look at me,” I pled. “My pussy is so swollen! And my clit is throbbing. I can’t study in this horny body. Dildos are not enough. Please help me, daddy.”
My dad could not stop staring at me. I noticed a swelling in his pants. “Oh my!” he exclaimed.
I shucked off my robe, leaving it on the floor. I embraced him with my body. I felt his hardness pressed against twat. I kissed him passionately; my tongue inside his mouth.
“This is so wrong,” he muttered to himself.
“I am in pain and you the only one who can help me with my owie. What’s wrong with that?” I whispered in his ear.
“But, you’re...”
“Your wife has given you permission to sleep with other women. Why not me?”
My father’s resolve weakened. He returned my embrace, pressing his body against mine.
I whispered in his ear, “Take me to bed, Daddy. Show me what it is like to be fucked by a real man.”
In a grand swoop, he lifted me into his arms and carried me down the hall to his bedroom.
I let out a shriek of surprise, then a giggle, after being literally swept off my feet.
With practiced skill, he used a knee to open the door, then he deposited me on my parent’s bed.
I shrieked again, as I bounced on the king four-post bed.
He shrugged off his clothes, standing beside my supine body. I saw his naked body for the first time, up close. I was riveted by his erect penis that seemed to be pointing at me like a guided missile. He wasn’t as long as Clyde’s, but his girth beat any of the other guys I’d seen.
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