Don't You Dare, Dad!

by Gracie Girl

Copyright© 2019 by Gracie Girl

Erotica Sex Story: I decided to make a video of myself masturbating for my boyfriend. My dad walked in just as I was getting started. I told him to leave, but he was being a jerk...sort of. I told him I knew about him fucking my younger sister. Somehow that got me hornier and I let him stay and watch me touch myself. I allowed him to join me (and stroke himself), but I made it clear that he could not touch me! He found a way to do it anyway. I didn't let him put it inside me. But he tried.

Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/ft   Consensual   Reluctant   Heterosexual   Fiction   Incest   Father   Daughter   Masturbation   Pregnancy   .

I was laying on my bed, thinking through the video I was about to make for my boyfriend. My phone was on my desk, right next to the bed, in just the right position. My mind was admittedly distracted by what I had seen earlier that morning.

My dad had been fucking my younger sister Kasie, for a few days at least. I saw them going into her room and I heard the noises through the wall. That morning I was intent on catching them. I heard the two of them talking on their way upstairs. I went into my sister’s room and hid in her closet. I knew that I could keep the closet door open plenty wide enough to see the bed without enough light shining into the closet to allow them to see me.

They came into my sister’s room and it didn’t take them long to get into it. They were undressing each other while they were kissing. Then my sister was on her knees, sucking my dad’s dick. Then, he was fucking her on the bed.

This was dancing around in my head as I got ready to make a masturbation video for Eric. I tapped the record button on my phone, then lay back down and started lightly rubbing myself through my panties.

I wasn’t at it for even a minute when my door opened and my dad walked right in, closing the door behind him.

“What the fuck, Dad?” I said. “What are you doing. Can’t you knock?”

“I’m sorry, Samantha,” he replied. “Did I catch you in the middle of something?”

He knew perfectly well what he had caught me doing. Or starting to do.

“You can see just fine, dad. I’m laying on my back, on my bed in my underwear. And there’s my phone propped up on my desk. I’m making a video for my boyfriend. Now leave, please.”

Despite my annoyance, I wasn’t really mad. We had had this playful thing between us for years. It had just never been played out in a situation like this.

“Why do I have to leave, Sam? Why don’t we make an even more fun video for him?”

He put a knee onto the foot of my bed and moved toward me.

“No way, Dad. Please leave, now.”

“Come on, Honey. Let me stay, just for a minute.”

“Look, Dad. I know what you’ve been doing with Kasie... my little sister... yourdaughter. I saw you this morning. And I saw what you did.”

“How did you see us?” he asked.

“I hid in the closet. I knew what you were going to do and I went there to confirm it.”

“And you just watched us? You don’t seem to be upset about me doing that with Kasie. Otherwise you would have burst out of the closet and stopped us. But you just stayed there and watched, I take it.”

“Yes, I stayed and watched. I thought of stopping you but I didn’t know what to say or what you would do.”

“And you enjoyed it, didn’t you, Samantha? Come on ... Admit it. You enjoyed seeing us do that. And I’ll bet you even touched yourself while we did it, right?”

My face turned red. I could tell by the heat that rushed up my neck to the top of my head. I almost denied it. But he was one hundred percent right.

“Fine, Dad. Yes, I touched myself while you screwed my little sister on her bed.”

I didn’t realize it immediately, but as I was laying there talking to my dad, I started absentmindedly running a finger over the crotch of my panties.

“Well that was pretty naughty, wasn’t it, Samantha? Not only did you watch us, but you got turned on and played with yourself. How many times did you get off?”

“Ugh. Three, OK Dad? I came three times.”

“Well, that is very naughty indeed. And now you’re going to play with yourself again and take a video for your boyfriend. I think you’re just as perverted as me, little lady.”

“You know, I saw what you did, Dad. At the end? Before you finished?”

“What do you mean?”

“You had a condom on while you were fucking Kasie. Then when you told her to get on all fours, you pulled the condom off while she was turning over. She didn’t realize it until you came inside her. And she was pretty pissed, too. Why the hell did you do that?”

“Sam, you didn’t hear what she told me before we came upstairs. Kasie told me she hadn’t gotten her period yet. Even though she’s almost 15, she hasn’t started menstruation. A girl can’t get pregnant if she’s never had a single period.”

“Dad! She did get her first period, about three weeks ago!”

“She did? But I asked her if she had gotten her period and she told me, ‘no.’”

“She must have thought you meant her next period. She thought you knew she had the first one. She told you to wear the condom in the first place, didn’t she?”

“Uh ... yes. I thought she was just being cautious.”

“And another thing, Dad. A girl can get pregnant before her first period. Menstruation starts after the girl has ovulated. So when her first period comes, it’s following the first time she was fertile. Her period is her body sending out the egg that didn’t get fertilized.”

“Oh, well, that was a mistake on my part.”

“I’ll say! Now, would you please get out?”

I pointed to the door, emphatically. Instead of moving toward it, he unbuttoned his pants.

“Dad! What the fuck? What are you doing?”

“I want to join in the naughty fun.”

“Dad, forget it. Just because you fucked Kasie doesn’t mean you get to fuck me. Please leave.”

Instead, he pulled down his pants and underwear and stepped out of them. Then he got on his knees on my bed and scooted toward me. Foolishley, I opened my legs and let him move in-between.

“Dad, we’re not having sex.”

“Just let me stay and play, then. We’ll do ourselves at the same time.”

With a grunt, I reluctantly agreed to let him stay.

“But don’t touch me! Understand?”

He seemed to get that I meant what I said. I mumbled some things softly about what a pervert he was as I started rubbing myself more through my panties. My dad looked at me with something I can only describe as pride.

Then he started stroking himself while he watched me. It wasn’t long before I was whimpering a little.

“Does that feel good, Honey?” he asked me.

“Mmmm, yesssss,” I replied.

“Why don’t you take your panties off, Sam?”

“Dad, just let me focus, OK?”

But of course, he was right. Touching through panties is fun and all. But it didn’t compare to feeling the wetness of an aroused vagina.

I lifted my leg and brought it over him. When I was on my side, I slid my panties off. Before I could swing my leg back, my dad gave me a fairly sharp slap on my butt. I yelped a little and told him again, no touching., Then I swung my leg back in place. After that, I reached behind my back and removed my bra. I was laying there, spread eagle, totally naked, with my dad and his hard cock kneeling between my legs.

I gathered saliva in my mouth and brought my hand up to retrieve it. I spit it out onto my fingers, then brought them back down to my pussy and rubbed it in.

“Is your pussy getting wet, Sam?”

“Yes, Dad. Very wet.”

I rubbed up and down the entire length of my slit and switched from one finger to two. Dad was stroking back and forth while he watched me intently. A few seconds later he moved forward just enough so that the tip of his penis touched the back of my hand.

“Hey!” I said.

“Your hand bumped into it,” he said, trying to sound innocent.

I then started watching his dick as closely as he had been watching my naked body. It looked so beautiful, hard and purplish. He pulled the skin forward and back, slowly and firmly.

He scooted himself forward a few more inches. His thighs were now touching mine just a little, but I didn’t say anything. His cock was now directly above my pussy. I saw a bead of pre-cum forming. If I had been with my boyfriend I wouldn’t have hesitated to take it with my finger and put it in my mouth, or tell him to do it. But I had initiated the ‘no touching’ rule, so I tried to follow it.

But that didn’t last for long. This time I moved my hand so that the back of it brushed the tip of his cock and connected with the drop of slippery pre-cum.

“Oops,” I said softly and with a big smile.

“It’s OK,” Dad said. “I forgive you.”

But a few seconds later, he moved his dick down just enough so that the back of my hand came in contact with it each time I stroked up and down my pussy ... my mound. I have a flat belly and a distinct pussy mound. I keep it shaved. Bald. Eric likes it that way. I like it that way too. I was closing my eyes off and on to concentrate on the wonderful sensations i was feeling.

The next time I closed my eyes, my dad slid the tip of his cock straight down my slit, so, so lightly. I just about screamed it felt so good. My lips aren’t huge, but they were still tucked inside, so I was smooth all the way down my slit. I didn’t say another word about the no touching rule. But I did start moaning and whimpering quietly.

When I opened my eyes again, they locked on his. I was communicating that I was way into what he was doing.

“Does that feel good, Sweetheart?” he asked as he slid his cock down my slit a second time.

“Ohhhh, it feels so very good, Daddy,” I whispered.

I needed to really touch his cock. So I took the hand that was holding it and moved it over to my thigh, Then I put both of my hands on his big erection and started stroking it myself.

“Ohhhh, Sam, Samantha, Sammi,” he whispered with his eyes closed.

I looked at his dick as I stroked it and saw a big drop of pre-cum gathering. I squeezed from the base of the shaft up to the top, which caused the drop to get bigger, then fall down, right onto my slit. I rubbed it up and down with the tip again.

“So, how did you end up inside Kasie?” I asked out of the blue. “Why did you fuck her?”

I slowly stroked his cock and stared into his eyes.

“She begged me,” he said.

“What do you mean?”

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