Father's Day - a Short Story
by Dave Pornwriter
Copyright© 2021 by Dave Pornwriter
Erotica Sex Story: Just an early morning fantasy
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Ma/ft Consensual Heterosexual Fiction .
“Happy Father’s Day, papa bear - I’ve brought you breakfast in bed.”
Debbie, my gorgeous blonde teenage step-daughter stood at the side of the bed, utterly naked except for her 14th birthday present silver charm bracelet.
She briefly slipped each of the heart-shaped charms into her mouth, all the while watching my mounting erection lifting the thin summer quilt.
“Where’s breakfast?” I tried to ask innocently.
“I am silly. You said we could have sex when my pubic hair started growing - and here it is.”
Debbie lifted one leg over my face, holding her succulent bare pussy open for my inspection.
“There - look - just above the clit - my first dark curly pubes.”
She had clearly drawn the triangle on with a black eyebrow pencil, but I played along - running my tongue up between her soft lips to encircle her hard bud and then back down towards her tight butt hole.
“No daddy - you mustn’t - not there - I haven’t had a shower yet - it must be really smelly.”
Debbie needn’t have worried - she tasted divine - squealing each time my tongue entered her arse.
Then her mum, Angela, walked back in from the kitchen carrying a tray of 3 glasses of orange juice, with a piled-up plate of toast and marmalade.
She looked utterly fuckable with her tousled dark hair, huge dark eyes and hardening dark nipples spilling out of a pyjama top that failed to reach her real pubic triangle.
She slipped back into bed beside us, taking a firm grasp on my erection before purring, “happy Fathering Sunday, Luv.”
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